Post by em on Nov 27, 2011 16:53:58 GMT -5
It had only just now decided to rain as Merlin was hurrying along street, ipod on full blast and dodging various pedestrians, including one little old lady who had almost run him down on her motorised scooter.
He was on his way to Arthur's and technically should've been there half an hour ago, but once again he'd overslept and was woken by Gauis hammering on the door and telling him to get out of bed, and to also turn the deafening music, that his alarm so gratefully provided, down. Breakfast had, like always, been eaten whilst walking out of the door. Merlin really wasn't a cereal person and always opted for toast or a couple of pop tarts depending on his mood.
He pulled the collar of his jacket up against the rain that was now falling harder. Even his ipod was now playing some miserable song, just like where his mood was heading right that very moment.
He wished that he could've just stayed on the bus, and that Arthur didn't actually live too far from him. Oh well, Why Arthur couldn't have just gone to his was another story. It would've made life easier. Then again, Gauis would have them both cleaning the fish tank and Merlin could only take so much of the old man until he had to either shut himself in his room, or leave the house and escape to Arthurs.
The private road that led to Arthur's house was quite missable, so much that Merlin had now actually walked past it and had to turn back. He knew the code to get through the gates, that surrounded the large house. Merlin didn't know why Uther Pendragon needed such a big place for just three of them - the three being Uther, Arthur and Morgana. Then again he was technically a millionaire, so Merlin guessed it came with the lifestyle. Catching his breath, he pressed the doorbell, hoping that Arthur was indeed still in bed and had forgotton that he was coming round today. Merlin switched his ipod off and pulled the headphones from his ears, waiting for someone to answer the door.
He was soaked, oh well - that would teach him for being late in the future, a towel would be quite nice right now - oh and some straightners for his hair. He huddled under the porch a little more to protect himself, a smoothie was definatly in order when Arthur finally let him in.
Tagged: Arthur Pendragon
Setting: London, Arthur's house
Year: 2011
Notes: Party Time!!
