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The Littlest Kingsman [ 2 ]

Merlin & Child!Reader (with Harry and Eggsy)

[ Part 1 - 2 ]

Words: 2,315

Warnings: Zilch ! Just pure fluff !

Disclaimer: I don’t own Kingsman!

Tags: @sammysgirl1997 A/N: Hi everyone! Thank you so much for such a great reception! I didn’t expect this fic to really take off, but you are all so lovely, it’s amazing!

This is the second chapter where we finally meet Harry! I hope you all like it! Please let me know what you think!

Without further ado, enjoy! \ (^ u ^) /

“Lovely day for a stroll,” Eggsy began by ways of introduction as he approached the bench; playing the role of a gentleman quite well, even without his bespoke suit. “Fancy meeting you here, Merlin.”

“Good afternoon to you too Eggsy,” replied the older man, unsurprised. “Do take a seat.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” the younger agent said, plopping himself down on the empty seat next to the quartermaster. With mannered introductions and niceties out of the way, Eggsy was quick to voice the queries that were piquing his curiosity.

“Why’d ya never tell me you had a kid, bruv?” “Because I don’t,” Merlin replied wryly. “(Name) right there is my niece.“

"Oh…” Eggsy breathed in understanding, leaning back in his seat. “You babysi'in then?” “She spends her weekends and breaks with me at ‘arry’s house,” Merlin replied, smirking at the sight of his niece who continued to expand her excavation plot - defacing the otherwise beautifully maintained greenery. Eggsy eyebrows furrowed at the Scotsman’s words. “Wait, so Harry knows 'bout her then?” Merlin opened his mouth to answer, but before he could respond, a high-pitched shriek cut sharply through the air.

Merlin searched for the accident that may have caused the wail, while Eggsy was in search of the banshee. Surely no human was capable of such a sound? Both of them, however, found no such thing. All they found was a dirt-covered (Name) jumping in excitement whilst clutching a bottle cap in each hand. Before either Merlin or Eggsy could blink, the said girl broke off into a run and all but barreled into the bench they sat on. From his current vantage point, Eggsy could finally distinguish her features. Her face was painted with mud and the occasional leaf blade, while her (Hair Color) hair was dirty in most places. She definitely needed a good scrubbing down; preferably with a fresh pair of clothes afterwards.

Despite all of this, however, her smile could very easily shame the sun. Merlin noticed none of this as he immediately surveyed the little girl’s head, arms, legs and torso, checking for potential injuries as the child in his grasp squirmed with energy. “Unca’ Hamish, I found two!” she exclaimed proudly - holding up both a Pepsi and a Coke cap. “They were both in the same spot!” Eggsy nearly snorted at her use of the older agent’s name. Sure, he had known it beforehand - Merlin accidentally revealing the moniker at a Christmas party in a moment of inebriation - but to hear it used oh-so-casually was more than a little amusing.

“That’s fantastic (Name),” Merlin remarked absentmindedly, still giving the young girl a thorough do-over. True, she didn’t really hit the bench that hard, but he would like to make sure of that himself thank you very much.

“I’m fine,” she assured, batting the older man’s probing hands away. The agent grumbled but stopped nonetheless. He then proceeded to help the girl pick which cap would be a better gift for her “Unca’ Harry”. As the little girl chatted away about ’but Unca’ Harry likes blue not red!’, Eggsy spotted a familiar figure making their way towards them. Harry - in his usual pinstriped double-breast - silently approached the little girl from behind. Eggsy opened his mouth, ready to greet his mentor and offer him a seat. Harry, however, raised a finger to his lips, eyebrows raised conspiratorially while mischief twinkled in his good eye. Eggsy quickly snapped his mouth shut and was quite eager to be the spectator to whatever would transpire. Merlin also raised his eyes from his oblivious niece to his old friend and smirked knowingly. “-but the red one’s a lot cleaner,” (Name) continued. “The blue one’s all cracked but you only see it if you look really hard but still- AH!” The girl nearly jumped out of her skin when two much larger hands gently planted themselves on her eyes. Once she got over her initial shock though, (Name) grinned so widely Eggsy was certain it must have hurt. “Hello Miss (Name),” Harry whispered in her ear, a smile gracing his features. With a joyful cry of “Unca’ Harry!”, the girl promptly launched herself into him - small arms instantly looping around the older man’s neck. A quiet laugh bubbled in Harry’s chest as he scooped the girl up into a hug - Eggsy looking on at the scene in wonder. “That is no way to greet a gentleman, (Name),” said Harry, his eye shining in amusement. Suddenly aware of her error, the girl straightened her back in Harry’s arms, looked him in the eye and dipped her head almost regally. “Good afternoon Mr. Unca’ Harry.” The older man smiled at her words and nodded his head in approval. “Very good,” he laughed. “You ought to remember your manners, (Name). What’s our favorite rule?” “I can have ice cream for brek-fuss but only when Unca’ Hamish isn’t looking.” “Y-yes, well…” Harry laughed nervously. “I was rather hoping that would remain our little secret, (Name).” Harry hoped Merlin had been out of earshot for their conversation, but seeing as he was sat not three feet away and was currently glaring daggers at him, there was a very slim chance of that. 'We are talking about this later ye twat.’ Resigning himself to the inevitable tongue-lashing, Harry simply returned his gaze the little girl in his arms. She looked at him expectantly - waiting for the confirmation that her answer had been right, and completely oblivious to the fate she had doomed him to. “That’s not quite it,” Harry said gently as the six-year-old pouted. “Try again. It’s 'Manners-” “Manners makef man!” “Exactly.” As the little girl beamed in Harry’s arms, Merlin thought it best to remind her of a very important fact that she seemed to have forgotten. “(Name), don’t you 'ave a certain something to give yer Uncle 'arry?” “Oh right! Right!” she replied in haste, then quickly turned to Harry. Without further ado, she opened her small hands to reveal the two innocent bottle caps that had seemingly been forgotten. “Do you want both of 'em?” she asked the older man who was inspecting each cap with amusement. “You see this one’s a little dirtier but this one has a crack that’s really tiny. I found 'em both at the same time over there but if you take both then Unca’ Hamish would be upset 'cus that wouldn’t be fair and I gots 'ta find-” “Breathe, (Name).” “-Find him anotha’ one but I’m really tired but I don’t want one of the caps to feel left out.” Harry chuckled lightly, and after making a show of weighing his options, he took the blue cap from her hand. “I’d like this one please,” he said, and placed the cap in his trouser pocket. (Name) grinned so radiantly at the acceptance of the gift she worked so very hard to find, that Harry could not prevent his own. It felt good to be the cause of such smiles; and over something so simple. Afterwards, the girl quickly shot a smug look over to her uncle who watched the proceedings with a smirk. ’I told you Unca’ Harry liked blue better.’ However, (Name)’s expression quickly morphed from one of smug victory to one of distress. “But wait!” she cried. “The red one’s going ta feel left out!” Merlin couldn’t help but smile at this. Leave it to his niece to consider the feeling of a dirty plastic cap. He knew, however, that the little girl was well and truly stressing over this little ordeal, and he racked his mind for a solution. He found it in the form of the young man sitting beside him who - miraculously - had not made a sound from the moment the interactions had started. Come to think it of, it had been ungentlemanly of him to leave Eggsy out of the conversation. Merlin wasn’t even sure if his niece was aware of the younger agent’s presence at all. Well he’d have to rectify that, now, wouldn’t he? “Say lass, why don’t you give the other cap to Eggsy here?” Harry hummed in agreement. “That’s actually a very good idea.” Harry then turned to the child in his arms. “(Name), wouldn’t you like to give the other cap to Eggsy?” In response, the girl took one look at the man her uncles were referring to, then quickly hid her face in the crook of Harry’s neck. Eggsy tried not to look too disappointed. He did try to smile at the child in the same way he did for Daisy’s friends, and they usually opened up to him after that.

As if he had voiced his disappointments, Merlin leaned over to whisper in his ear. “Don’t take it too personally, Eggsy. She’s shy when it comes to new people. She’ll come 'round, just you wait.” “-do you think, Merlin? Merlin?” At the call of his name, the tech-savvy wizard turned to his friend who had apparently been seeking his attention. “Beg your pardon,” he apologized quickly. “I didn’t quite catch tha’ last bit. You were saying?“ “I was saying it will be dark soon, and I’d very much prefer that we arrive home before nightfall.” “Aye, you’re right,” the older man agreed - looking at the sky whose blue hue had the faintest tinges of orange creeping at its edges. Just then (Name) quietly spoke into Harry’s ear, who seemed to agree with whatever she had just said. “Well, why don’t you ask him yourself, (Name)?“ The (Hair Color)-haired girl replied with a whisper that was too soft to catch; her words, however, caused Harry to laugh softly. “No, don’t worry,” the older gentleman assured. “Eggsy is perfectly friendly. I do believe he has a sister just a bit older than you, my dear.” The small child looked back at Eggsy - as if to inspect him once more - but quickly buried her face in Harry’s suit when she caught him already looking at the pair intently. “Now now,” Harry tutted. “A Kingsman does not shy away from challenges, (Name). Go on. You can do it. Remember when I taught you what needs to be said?“

Those words seemed to spur her into action. The girl took a deep breath and steeled herself for the challenge to come.

Her uncle was right. She was a Kingsman. She would not shy away from something so simple as asking the friendly stranger - “Eggsy” apparently - to join them in their evening meal. And the young man had been nothing but pleasant. A gentleman knew to reward good manners.

Gathering what bravery she had, (Name) took a deep breath, and before her courage could falter, nodded to her uncle who set her down.

Both Harry and Merlin smiled at her encouragingly as she approached Eggsy - the likes of whom was kind enough to kneel on the ground to be level with the small child and seem a little less intimidating.

She took one last glance at her uncles, then squared her shoulders, lifted her chin and looked every bit as gentlemanly as one could. “Ple-sher to meet you,” she began - speaking with the accent most children had, as if the large words crowded her small mouth. “We haven’t been properly introduced. My name is (Name).” She then held out her hand to shake, which Eggsy took happily. It was quite amusing to see a child her age so well-mannered - no small thanks, he guessed, to her uncles. “Eggsy,” he replied with a friendly smile. It seemed to have the desired effect when she began to relax in his presence. “I was wond’ring,” she continued a bit more confidently. “Would you do us the ho-ner of joining us for dinner tonight?“ Eggsy positively beamed at the invitation - the girl managing a shy smile of her own. “The honor would be mine,” he replied with a small dip of his head. The girl seemed to sigh in relief - her shoulders loosing their tension, and her frame its stiffness. Formality out of the way, (Name) shyly held out the red bottle cap to Eggsy.

A small token of friendship.

The young agent felt his heart melt as he took the dirty cap, and now understood how Merlin could not bear to deny such a gift. It was such a simple display of innocence - something physical and concrete to show that she was quite willing to get to know him more.

It felt even better to see the guarded hope in the girl’s eyes - (did she really think he would reject her?) - transform into mirth at his acceptance. As Eggsy observed the piece of plastic, (Name) ran into Merlin’s arms, searching for the warmth and security her uncle never failed to provide after such an ordeal. The Scott, in turn, continued to congratulate his niece on a job well done - declaring that neither he nor Harry could have managed such a fine proposal. To this, of course, Harry had also agreed. “Well it’s nearly sunset,” Harry reminded them all. “Shall we get going?” “Let’s,” Merlin replied, (Name) still secure in his arms. “Come along Eggsy.“ Eggsy got up from the ground and brushed the dirt off his pants. He would deal with the stains later. He fell into step with Harry as the group left the premises of the park, the other people also beginning to pack up. As their footsteps quietly pattered against the sidewalk en route to the Hart home, Eggsy saw his mentor sporting an unusually fond smile. The type that made the agent’s face soften and brighten ever so slightly - making him look younger than he was. Curious to know what had caused such an expression, he followed the older man’s line of sight, and afterwards could not prevent a broad grin of his own. Because few paces ahead of the mentor/mentee pair, Merlin walked with his usual long strides - his niece looking quite happy, perched securely upon her uncle’s shoulders.

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