Merlin blushes and turns away, muttering something about 'that's the point, obviously' and heads back to the bathroom. More Advil is obviously in order here.
"Why did I ever get you involved in this fandom anyway?" he says, voice muffled by the walls.
"Morgana did, not you," Arthur answers, a bit absent-mindedly because Merlin left his laptop in Arthur's clutches.
It's amazing how quickly he learns how to navigate LJ when he has the motivation of Merlin's friends-locked entries to entice him on. Sure enough, Merlin made the fatal mistake of leaving his password saved, and Arthur starts snickering a prompt fifteen seconds later.
When Merlin comes out of the bathroom, he stands and stares at where his laptop had been, and then remembers everything that's on it and that is Arthur snickering in the next room.
He shrieks in dismay as he smacks the door open and snatches for his laptop.
"ARTHUR THAT'S JUST NOT RIGHT!" he cries in despair. Arthur rolls out of reach and continues scrolling down in fascination.
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"Why did I ever get you involved in this fandom anyway?" he says, voice muffled by the walls.
"Morgana did, not you," Arthur answers, a bit absent-mindedly because Merlin left his laptop in Arthur's clutches.
It's amazing how quickly he learns how to navigate LJ when he has the motivation of Merlin's friends-locked entries to entice him on. Sure enough, Merlin made the fatal mistake of leaving his password saved, and Arthur starts snickering a prompt fifteen seconds later.
When Merlin comes out of the bathroom, he stands and stares at where his laptop had been, and then remembers everything that's on it and that is Arthur snickering in the next room.
He shrieks in dismay as he smacks the door open and snatches for his laptop.
"ARTHUR THAT'S JUST NOT RIGHT!" he cries in despair. Arthur rolls out of reach and continues scrolling down in fascination.