#idiots in love prompts

[miakate-writes]

idiots to lovers would be cool 👀👀 gkdjfdk

Idiots to lovers prompts 🏹

[hiii omg. so this particular trope is very special to me because it’s essentially just my boyfriend and I]

[song for the vibes, but mostly bc gracie abrams is the loml ^^^^]

having nicknames for each other that slowly become more endearing.

getting REALLY flustered over the smallest thing like a hug.

the classic “no, i don’t think they like me” while the “they” in question is currently shooting them googoo eyes from across the room.

they’re probably in the talking stage for months before they actually start dating, but it feels like they’re already together.

flirting. omg so much flirting. shamelessly too.

they like the strangest things about each other. “I really like A’s handwriting” and such things is what B’s friends constantly hear.

“i really like… hanging out with you.”

“you’re a really great… friend.”

definitely a lot of stuttering and tripping over words going on.

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[creativepromptsforwriting]

True Idiots in Love

Asking the other one to marry them, before even being together or having confessed their love for each other

Being in a really healthy and nurturing relationship that people love to witness - without realizing they actually are in a relationship

Living together for some time, being engaged to get married, and still questioning if the other one actually really likes them or if they're just being nice and a good friend

Both trying to ask the other one out on a date, thinking the other one is talking about dating someone else

One of them breaking the news that they got together to their friends and family, excited that it finally happened - but their partner missed the memo, completely misunderstood their "getting together" story, and is still thinking their love is unrequited

Being a couple is an inside joke for them, casually "joking" about being each other's wife/husband, even in front of people who don't know it's a joke, and that make them realize that it never really was a joke

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[mischievous-thunder]

Freaks. Soulmates.

[twpromptsillneverwrite]

Stiles: Are you okay?

Derek: Why you ask?

Stiles: You just punched a hole into a wall. Being honest, seeing you put your fist into a hole would be hot in other context, but right now is worrisome.

Derek: Do you ever think before speaking?

Stiles: Almost exclusively never.

[babydipper]

“How did you know how to do it?”

“Do what?”

“Stitch me up.”

“It's just sewing.”

“And the IV?”

Jazz’s mouth opens, then closes as she also closes her eyes. He lets her think about the answer, a good enough lie. “A friend had a doctor phase a few years ago. We would try to do a lot of things on fake skin before she moved on to tattooing.”

“Yeah, right.”

“I am telling the truth. Look, I had- I had a weird childhood, so sometimes I had to improvise.”

“No, I believe you,” he says, and he means it. It's so stupid she couldn't make it up. There's also a part of his still light-headed brain that can translate weird childhood and improvise into what it truly means. Maybe she has lied, but not about the thing he thought she would, and it counts for something. The wind on the roof gives him shivers. “Why would you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Help me out. It's none of your business.”

Jazz watches him attentively and there's something about it that makes his muscles tense, body fully ready to jump. She tilts her head just slightly. “We live together,” she points out as if it explains everything. As always, it doesn't. Then she bites her lip. “I- I have never had anyone to catch me if I fall. I guessed you don't have anyone like this either.”

It hits him harder than the fucking bullet last night. “You think I would catch you.”

Jazz smiles and it's full of mischief. Then, like a fucking psycho she is, she leans back out the edge of the building.

He has her arm in an iron grip before he can think about it and pulls so hard, she stumbles forward and falls onto him, laughing, bouncing back like a tennis ball. “Are you fucking insane?”

Jazz just laughs harder, her forehead on Jason's chest, her arm still firmly kept in his hand. “Now we both know you would catch me.”

“You are so full of shit,” he grumbles, but the vibration on his skin manages to calm his heart back to a rational tempo. “You could have died.” It makes her burst out into a fit of giggles. “I got shot last night, you dipshit, I wouldn't be able to jump after you.” Not to mention the lack of proper equipment.

“Sorry I needed an outlet after literally saving your ass.”

Jason closes his eyes, trying to contain the laughter, “I will push you.” The wound was on his inner thigh, not his ass, so she can fuck right off for all he cares.

“I'd like to see you try,” she bites back. “You should have this checked out, by the way. Are you even vaccinated?”

“No need to.”

“I'll drive,” she gets off him, deaf to anything he says, and starts to climb down.

Jason follows. She doesn't even know the address. “Like hell, you will.” The story on AO3

[keitorin3]

Short: It's Merlin

Random Knight: *Witnessed Merlin calling Arthur a prat* Sire, are you just going to just let him talk to you that way? 😤

Arthur: It's Merlin, what can you do. 🤷🏼

Noble: *Upset with Merlin's presence during court and used his now absences to complain* As King you should have more sense then to let some farm boy advise you in such delicate matters of court! 😤

Arthur: It's Merlin. He who takes care of the castle servants, who is the apprentice physician that sees to the people downtown off duty and who is well acquainted with the merchants by name. That Merlin. 🤨

Noble: ...

Arthur: Any other questions? Good, let's see about lunch. Someone call Merlin back from town, he knows how I like my sandwiches made. 🍞🥪

Princess: *Trying to be seductive and pretty* I hear your looking for a Queen? 😉

Arthur: *Not interested and wishing to strangle a court elder* Apparently... 😒

Princess: I could be your Queen~ *Tries to touch his arms sensually*😘👑

Arthur: *Disgusted and Panics* 😬 Sadly you don't meet my requirements.

Princess: Well, what are your requirements? I'm sure I can more then meet them~😘

Arthur: Black hair, large ears, calls me a prat and male.

Princess: *Flabbergasted*

Arthur: *runs*

Knight on the side: It's Merlin. Just so you know.

Gwaine: So is anyone gonna tell him or should I?

Leon: It's been over a Decade and sadly the King has yet to admit it.

Percival: It's just Merlin. The guy doesn't even hides how devoted he is to Arthur.

Leon: Unfortunate really. Arthur was never able to place a label on what he felt for Merlin. Anything that boy does is instantly just categorised as "Merlin".

Gwaine: He gets his own category? Where do we go under.

Leon: "Merlin's Knights" apparently. He said as much while drunk and wistfully talked about retiring into the countryside and buy a farm where he and Merlin can own a cow and some chickens. He especially wanted the chickens.

Gwaine: *Laughs*

Percival: Damn, he's got it bad. And I can't even deny it. We basically did come together thanks to Merlin. But why chickens?

Leon: Said it was a engagement present for Merlin.

Percival: ...

Gwaine: ... Called it.

Knight: *Sees magic near Merlin* Sorcerer! *Arrests him and goes to the King*

Arthur: What is this?

Knight: Sire! I witnessed this servant doing Sorcery! *Points to Merlin*

Arthur: It's Merlin.

Knight: Yes Sire. He was doing magic.

Merlin: Arthur I can explain-

Arthur: *Raises his hand up to pause his words* You sure of this?

Knight: *Says smugly* Yes Sire!

Arthur: Right then. *Proceeds to go to his desk and picks up something before signing them with his seal*

Arthur: Hand this to Geoffrey, from henceforth the Magic Ban has been lifted.

Knight: WHAT!? 😱

Merlin: WHAT!? 🤯

Knight: B-but- my King?! WHY!?

Arthur: *Casually shrugs* It's Merlin.

[urghblergh]

McSpirk Month 1. + 5.

("Old Men McSpirk" + "Spock gets extra fuzzy inside, when he sees Leonard and Jim do the Vulcan kiss" 💙💛🩵)

@mcspirkevents

[justaz]

lol arthur realizes with the other knights after watching merlin flirt and being hit with a wave of deja vu: holy shit you asked me out

merlin and the rest of the knights around a campfire after leaving a village bc lancelot and leon somehow started a brawl in the tavern: ???

arthur points at merlin: after valiant! you asked me to buy you a drink! you were asking me out!

merlin is busy cooking dinner and confused out of his fucking mind: what???…..valiant….oh the knight with the snakes.

gwaine who was slightly tipsy now stone cold sober and sitting up straight against a tree: wait. explain. what do you mean merlin asked you out??

arthur snaps his fingers as he recalls the memory: i apologized for sacking you and you said that if i bought you a drink we’d be even.

merlin now remembering how he had stumbled into camelot, picked a fight with a pigheaded bully which quickly turned homoerotic and flirtatious, and continued their teasing-flirting for days before merlin shot his shot and asked the prince out only to be rejected: oh yeah, i forgot i did that…..wait, you mean you didnt realize what i was asking?

arthur: no?? we argued everyday, how was i supposed to realize you were asking me out??

merlin now abandoning the dinner and staring across the camp at arthur while the rest of the knights watch their back and forth like a game of tennis: to you we were arguing, to me that was very much flirting. i thought you were flirting back so i decided to ask you. then you rejected me

arthur, mentally beating his past self up for fucking up their chance: i didn’t reject you!!! i just didn’t realize what you were asking me. how was i meant to? we fought every chance we got

leon, nudging elyan, glee and excitement riling through him: its happening!!! its finally happening!!! seven long, grueling years is finally paying off!!!

merlin, realizing the misunderstanding and acknowledging the fact that he wasn’t rejected, his flirtations just weren’t noticed - realizing he still has a chance: oh…oh i see. arthur, my dear, our fights were extremely flirtatious. need i remind you of what you said? “do you know how to walk on your knees? would you like me to teach you?” or “i could take you apart with one blow”

arthur, mental capabilities at an all time low: m…my dear….?????????

merlin grinning devilishly as he realizes that his flirtatious persona he had hidden away after falling head over heels for arthur can make a come back: that is what i called you. should i call you something else? say…mine?

percival gags in elyan’s ear: cheesy

elyan hides a laugh: at least they’re finally getting somewhere. better than the hopeless pining

arthur, flushed from head to toe: ah uh no um im uh

merlin thoroughly enjoying himself: oh come now, your majesty. use your words.

[kitchen-spoon]

For his birthday Eddie asks Steve to take him to mediaeval times. He also takes an edible and gets stoned out of his mind. But he has the time of his life.

Steve goes all out for him. They get the vip pass and sit right up front. Of course they also wear the paper crowns and feast on the most delicious turkey leg Eddie has ever eaten in his life. It was also the first but it was so amazing he got another one.

“Fuck this is amazing babe.” Eddie turned to Steve as the last knight left through the doors out of the dirt pit on his horse.

Steve couldn’t help but smile, he sounded so awed. He was adorable too, big smile with his pupils blown wide. He was such a dork giggling in his silly paper crown.

“I’m glad you’re having a good time baby.” Steve replied warmly. He leaned in and gave Eddie a kiss.

Eddie quickly leaned in again snatching another quick kiss from Steve. “Best birthday ever, thank you baby.”

The lights turned off and they turned their attention back to the arena, the spotlights shining on next.

Steve leaned back and watched the show and Eddie once again. He was unable to stop himself from cheering along with his boyfriend clapping along with the crowd. It was so cute to see Eddie excited having the time of his life going between being forward in his seat locked into the (admittedly hot) knights peacocking around and showing off in their fighting, and leaned back fully in his seat giggling.

At the end of the show the knights came out and threw Roses into the crowd, prancing around on their horses.

Steve reached over and grabbed Eddies wrist flinging his hand up into the air. He amped Eddie up cheering loudly to get to knights attention. A Rose was tossed their way and he hopped up catching it.

“For you my liege” He tried his best to sound like Eddie when he was being dramatic. Steve got down on his knee and bowed to Eddie, holding out the Rose.

“Oh my god” Eddie giggled under his breath as he stood up. He took the rose from Steve, his cheeks blushing red when Steve kissed his hand. “Thank you sir Steve.”

They sat down again and Eddie leaned in “I love you.” He kissed Steve.

Eddie kept the rose he dried it and has it hanging on the wall in their bedroom.

[gabihime-jegulusseeker]

jegulus incorrect quote: James had a quidditch accident

Madam Pomfrey: I'm sorry, sir. We can only allow family to see Mr. Potter at this time-

Regulus: Bold of you to assume I won't marry him on the spot.

James, still very drugged: You tell 'em, honey.

[mischievous-thunder]

Wade's POV:

Logan's POV:

[twpromptsillneverwrite]

Derek: Is your dad mad at me?

Stiles: Yeah, it was my fault. He asked me to invite you over for dinner.

Derek: I don't see anything wrong with that.

Stiles: Then he asked me what you liked eating, and I said "Deez nuts"

Derek: What did I do to deserve you?

Stiles: Aww! You're so cute.

[exclusive-mayday]

prompt ; “trouble never looked so goddamn fine.”

jj maybank

living in the cut was not for the weak. besides the constant need to work where the pay just about paid the bills, scraping by with a barely full belly by the end of the week and having to suck up to the snobby kooks because you worked for them, it was okay. it was good.

long beach days when you didn’t have to suck up to a rich man or woman for a little extra pay were heaven sent, but having the energy to go to a boneyard party after a difficult day? it was always welcome to you. winding down with a red solo cup full of beer from a shabby little keg surrounded by tourons and other locals like yourself, who knew the struggle, sounded divine.

which was why you were doing just that.

standing off to the side with a half drunken beer in a red cup, chattering and nodding away with a touron named elissa, you were more than happy to brush away the crumbs of the last twelve hours. a loud bass blasted from the crappy little speakers littering the beach space, the bonfire roaring with life as crowds of tourons, locals and bareable kooks conversed and danced.

“so, why did you choose the cut of all places to visit?” you ask, crossing your arms and leaning all your weight onto one leg, the red solo cup’s contents sloshing as you moved. “there’s not much here to…” you kiss your teeth, “admire.”

elissa, the ever lovely girl, smiled with a little laugh, “oh, i know, i just wanted to learn how to surf ‘cos i’ve always wanted to learn and one of my friend’s cousin’s lives here, so i jumped at the chance to come with her for summer.” damn, she was pretty, too, you realised. with her long blonde hair, big bright blue eyes, the freckles that seemed to dance under the firelight. she looked like she belonged there.

you chuckled, “i get that. i love surfing when i get the chance.”

“and, yet, you won’t surf with me? i’m a little hurt, princess.”

you didn’t even have to turn around to know who it was.

“jj,” you sigh with rough you nose with a smile, “i was wondering when you’d do your rounds.”

an arm wrapped around your waist with gentleness, thick with muscles, smooth with the smell of the ocean. his head leaned down to drop to your shoulder, a loopy, and a little tipsy, smile was drawn on his lips as he swayed the two of you. it was moments like this that had you wondering if your little friendship with the blonde would ascend into something more.

you had run into jj maybank and the rest of his little band of misfits not long ago, despite having grown up around and near them, you hadn’t become friends until a few months before. you had been at the wreck, having pulled in a favour from kiara about picking up a couple shifts, when the troublemaker himself had waltzed in, whisking both you and her off your feet with his dramatic and playful personality. he had certainly grown into himself over the years, and you were all in.

“mhm.” he hummed, arms squeezing you tighter, “had to find my favourite girl.”

it was all butterflies on deck with jj.

“uh huh, no, kie is your favourite girl.” you replied softly, taking a swig of your beer.

“not true.” he whispered into your ear. “i said it then and i’ll say it now, you’ll always be my favourite.”

“you only said that ‘cos i vouched for you when rafe came around asking where you’d been after you and topper got into a fat fist fight.” you muttered, trying to break free from his grip, but failing. instead, you melt back into him, subconsciously. your rolled your eyes playfully as elissa smirked.

“and i’ll never forget it, angel.” he snickered, “watching rafe get so excited when you flirted with him and then get so pissed when you slammed the door in his face will stick with me until the day i die.” he thought for a moment before speaking, “and then some.”

“jesus christ.”

“it’s jj, actually.”

“jj. i swear to god.” you groaned.

“oh, yeah baby, say my name like that again.” he joked, rotating his hips to bump into yours, hands moving to your hips.

“you’re feral, maybank!” you fight against his hold, onto to stumble with him as you both laughed. your plastic cup was left to spill its contents into the sand.

“only when i think of you, which is always, by the way.” he breathily murmured into your ear. for you to say it didn’t hit a nerve that strongly thumped with your heart would be a lie.

your breath hitched. “jj—”

“my ride’s here, so i gotta go.” elissa suddenly smiled, albeit a little awkwardly, but sly, nonetheless. she dropped her empty red solo cup into a nearby trash bag, “hopefully i’ll see you around before the end of summer.” and then, she was gone.

you gazed after her, dumbfounded at her swift exit while you hadn’t been able to say a word. you did, though, hope to see her again. she was lovely company, you smiled.

“ah, now i have you all to myself!” jj suddenly exclaimed, turning you around, crouching and hauling you over his shoulder with a steady grip on your thigh and knees.

you yelled out with a laugh, hair falling over your face as hand quickly moved to find something to get a good grip on. “jj!” you wheezed, his bare shoulder digging into your stomach as he practically skipped towards a large, stray branch. “i swear to god, jj, if you let me go—” you started, but he cut you off,

“uh uh, i’d never let you go.” he assured quietly, and it felt like an oath whispered to the gods above with the emotion his voice held.

you let out a gasp followed by a titter as the ground came far too close to your face. he has a nice ass, you thought to yourself before shaking your head, almost in shock at the intrusive pull to pinch it. either way, you do it.

jj yelped before snorting, setting you down on the branch with carefulness. the two of you were face to face, nose to nose, and you stayed as such for a few moments, each other’s eyes admiring the other’s features.

he then grinned, soft and mischievous as he stood up. you watched curiously, eyebrows furrowed.

he then struck a pose, arms moving up to show off his muscles and you snorted in surprise.

“i have better muscles than john b, right? sarah brought up how nice john b’s are, but mine are so much better, right?” his face twisted as he puckered his lips, eyebrows scrunching.

you laughed along to his little ramble.

he was such a troublemaker. he did so much for no reason, but, oh my, did he look good while he did it.

when it came to jj, trouble never looked so goddamn fine.

hmm, i’m not sure i like this, and i might rewrite it, but it’s here either way 🙌

[keitorin3]

Short: Finding Merlin

Arthur: What do you mean you can't find Merlin?

Leon: I mean we can't find him, Sire. We've asked all the servants and before you ask, yes we've checked the Tavern.

Arthur: *Paces* Then search the forests I want him found understood!?

Leon: Yes Sire. *Walks out the door but hears the King mutter*

Arthur: *mutters* Idiot thinks he can escape this marriage... Ha just wait until I show him his wedding robes, he'll look like a noble and absolutely hate it. 👰🏻‍♂️

Leon: *suffers and leaves quickly*

Gwaine: So what did the princess do this time?

Leon: Apparently he gave Merlin his mother's sigil awhile back and Merlin only just found out, thanks to Gwen, what a noble offering a sigil means to their intended.

Gwaine: No way! The princess proposed marriage to Merlin without even telling him?!

Leon the long suffering: Indeed. Merlin is a commoner and while he has improved since he first arrived here, he still doesn't know all the intricacies of nobility.

Gwaine: So Merlin got mad and went off to who knows where?

Leon: It would seem.

Gwaine: How long do we have before his royalness starts going off to find Merlin himself?

Random Servant: *Shouts* The King is gone!

Gwaine: ... 😅

Leon: ... 😭

Merlin: *Returns dragging an unconscious and dirty Arthur on horseback*

Gwen: Oh, what happened? Did you get attacked? Are you both OK? Where have you been Merlin? Everyone has been looking for you.

Merlin: I'm ok Gwen, I went to talk about something important. Nothing bad happened, I left a note with Gaius on where I went.

Elyan: Ah, he got called on an emergency birth with one of the down town ladies, hasn't been back yet.

Merlin: *Huffs* And so that was reason for this idiot to go off and start a kingdom wide hunt for me? The Dollphead...

Gwen: *sigh* We did try to tell him he was being a bit paranoid. But he thought after your argument on the sigil he might have scared you off... *Looks to the unconscious King resting on the horse* What happened to him?

Merlin: Pfft, *smirks* the King fainted.

Elyan: He... Fainted...

Merlin: Yup. I found the idiot riding like a madman and when he finally calmed down enough to actually listen to me I told him I just went off to talk with Kilgharrah and Aithusa.

Gwen: Ok, that explains where you went, but then what happened to make Arthur faint?

Merlin: Aha, well... 😅

[BEFORE, IN THE FOREST]

Arthur: So what was it that you need to talk to dragons for? Did you get your answers? *Trying and failing not to stare at Merlin while walking beside him*

Merlin: Hmm I did *Reaches out to grasp Arthur's hand and paused their walking*

Arthur: Merlin?

Merlin: *Breathes deeply before taking something from his pocket and into Arthur's hand*

Arthur's heart dropped when he felt a round shape of a coin and it showed in his eyes what he believes this to be.

Merlin: *Noticed Arthur's sudden sad mood, rolled his eyes* Dollphead, opened your hand before jumping to conclusions! 🙄

Arthur: *Opens hand* Wait, is this...

Merlin: *Squirms and fidgets* I wanted to ask Kilgharrah about Dragon Lord Courting triditions. And well, he wasn't too informed in that but knew of Dragon Lords giving a Dragon scale as gifts and I asked Aithusa for one of hers, being her Dragon Lord after all... And well he said I could shape it, so I used my magic to carve it and well, being a dragon lord and you a Pendragon I thought why not Twin dragons?

In Arthurs hand was a white-silver sigil that shines faintly with Twin dragons circling each other and behind them he recognises the druids triskel symbol.

Arthur: *In Awe and too speechless for words*

Merlin: It also is embedded with my magic and acts like a... Connection between us. I'll be to find you as long as you have it and you'll be able to find me. My magic would guide you. Maybe then you won't have to go on a kingdom wide search for me. *Laughs*

Arthur: *Smiles* Heh, so a Merlin Finder? About time, do you know how hard it is to find idiot warlocks lately?

Merpin: *Smiles fondly* Prat.

Merlin: *Looks serious* That's not all either. Arthur, your a prat and a dollop head. I know I tell you you're always a bit thick in the head but I never knew how much until I realised the significance of your mother's sigil. You had to go about proposing to me in the most infuriating way without even telling me.

Merlin: But I know more then anyone how good of a man you are, how much you work to be fair to your people. And the thought of you having those kind of feelings for me was too good to be true. Because I would have said yes. Always I'd say yes. I feel like I was born to love you Arthur. Prophecys and destiny may play a part, but I would always chose you.

Arthur: *Dumbfounded*

Merlin: *Rolls his eyes* I'm proposing cabbagehead. I'll marry you. ❤️💍

Arthur: ... 😳🤯💞 *Faints and falls into a puddle*

Merlin: ...

[END OF FLASHBACK]

Merlin: *Blushes with a laugh* I accepted his proposal. He ended up going into shock after and fell over into a small puddle.

Gwen: Oh! 😃 Merlin I'm so happy for you!

Elyan: Yeah, cheers mate. *Mutters to himself* Thank god all the pining is over.

Arthur: *Wakes up* I had the most fantastic dream! Merlin gave me a sigil and accepted my proposal~!

Merlin: *Speaks from the fireplace* It wasn't a dream Arthur!

Arthur: 😍 You love me! 💖

Merlin: 🙄❤️ *Walks up and kisses Arthur* Yes I do.

Arthur: 💘🥴💕 Merlin Loves me~! Merlin will marry me~

Merlin: *Fond and in love* 🥰

The (Merlin's) Knights: FINALLY!

Castle Servants: FINALLY!

All of Camelot: FINALLY!

Kilgharrah: The two halves have finally become one.

Aithusa: *Chirps*

[alltimecharlo]

Oh nooooo can you pleeeeease write a part two to that unrequited angst prompt?? I read it and am in PAIN. Like maybe where Will figures it out and starts pursuing Mack and working to prove to him that it's not just him, Will just didn't realize it till it was gone?

of course!!! there's no way i could leave our boys like that :'). fic under the cut!! 🩵

Mack doesn’t expect the coffee.

It’s just sitting there at his stall one morning, lid dotted with little hearts in blue Sharpie. Not his usual order either—this one’s the one he gets when he’s feeling low. Sweet and warm and too indulgent for anyone but someone who knows him way too well.

He stares at it. Then he stares across the room.

Will’s not even looking at him.

Well, no, that’s a lie. He’s not looking now, but Mack catches the tail end of a look—that half-panicked flick of Will’s eyes away as soon as Mack turns.

Interesting.

The coffee keeps showing up.

Different every time, but always right. Always something he’d want. And Will’s always acting just a little too bright, a little too careful around him now. Like he’s trying to not scare him off. Like Mack’s a cat he’s been feeding on the porch, hoping he might eventually come inside again.

Toff notices first.

"Why is Smitty treating you like you’re made of spun glass?" he mutters during a warm-up stretch, eyes trained on Will who’s tying his skates like the laces have personally wronged him.

"Dunno," Mack lies. He knows exactly why. He just doesn’t know what to do about it.

Because it took everything in him to step back. To stop orbiting Will like he was his own private sun. He’d done it. He’d finally pulled away before he cracked down the middle. He wasn’t going to embarrass himself anymore. Wasn’t going to beg for something that wasn’t his to have.

But now Will is acting like he's the one with something to prove. And Mack’s already tired. He doesn’t have the energy to get hopeful again. Not if he’s wrong.

It comes to a head after a game. Mack’s half-stripped, running a towel through his hair when Will sidles up to him.

"You, uh… thirsty?"

Mack blinks. Looks down. Will’s holding another drink out to him. This one has Mack’s name spelled right. And a smiley face.

"Trying to buy my affection with caffeine?" he jokes, mainly to avoid examining the feelings stirring in his chest.

Will’s ears go pink. He looks down, then back up, biting his bottom lip like he’s fighting with himself.

"I just… I miss you," he blurts.

Mack freezes.

Will presses on, voice rushed and awkward, "And I know I’m probably too late. You’ve probably moved on. I just—I didn’t see it. Not in time. I didn’t know I could lose you and now I—fuck, Mack. I think I—I like you. More than I should. More than friends should. I get it if you don’t feel that way anymore. I just needed you to know."

Mack stares.

Then he starts laughing.

Will looks like he’s been shot.

Mack steps forward, cupping Will’s jaw before he can do something stupid like walk away, and says, softly but firmly, "You’re such a fucking idiot."

And then he kisses him.

Hard.

Will makes a surprised sound and then sinks into it like he’s been waiting his whole life. Mack fists his hands in the back of Will’s jersey and tugs him closer until there’s not a breath of space between them.

Someone whoops across the room. Probably Delly.

Mack doesn’t care. Will’s got his hands in his hair and is making the kind of soft noise that makes Mack’s knees go a little weak, and for once, for once, it doesn’t hurt to want him.

It just feels right.

"I was never over you," Mack says when they pull apart, forehead resting against Will’s.

Will grins, dazed. "Cool. So… you’re saying the coffee worked?”

Mack groans. "You’re lucky you’re cute."

Will just kisses him again, smiling so wide Mack feels it in his bones.

♡

[justaz]

arthur being able to feel merlins magic whenever he uses it bc it makes him feel all warm and tingly and at first he's stumped about it and goes to morgana for advice bc hello?? merlin makes him feel weird?? and its only merlin. it only happens when he's around. it's gotta be his fault. and morgana is like "lol nerd you like him" and he's like "oh fuck" bc he has the emotional intelligence of a walnut and begins to notice the warm and fuzzy feeling grows stronger the closer merlin is and is like "welp. im screwed" and then a magic reveal later and arthur notices the feeling happens whenever merlin uses magic and he's like "oh. thank god." and finally realizes the feeling was merlin's magic, not that arthur has feelings for him. it becomes the new norm and then merlin is dressing him for the day and makes a stupid joke before ducking arthur's hand that was going to cuff his ear, he laughs and walked around behind arthur and the warm, fuzzy feeling returns and he's like "stop. no cheating." and merlin is confused and arthur's like "i can feel you using magic, idiot. remember?" and merlin is like "i'm not using magic tho" and arthur scoffs like "alright, sure, whatever you say."

THIS becomes the new norm of merlin and arthur bantering and then arthur accusing him of using magic and merlin insisting that he isn't. then finally the feeling happens when merlin is staring directly at arthur, comforting him in a moment of vulnerability, and arthur can see his eyes remain blue but he feels as he normally does when merlin uses magic. he still accuses merlin of using magic but merlin just rolls his eyes and once again insists that he isn't, arthur can literally see when he uses magic bc his eyes flash gold. did they flash gold just now? hm? did they arthur? arthur then rebuts "then why did i feel all warm and fuzzy?" and merlin blinks thrice before grinning like the cat who caught the canary. he won't tell arthur about his feelings for merlin, he'll let him flounder for a bit. it's always fun to watch him be an idiot and as much as he wants to kiss his stupid face bc finally (finally) his feelings are reciprocated, it's enough for now to know that arthur feels the same. arthur is infuriated that merlin won't tell him. merlin is highly amused at his stupid not yet boyfriend