- arthur waking up at midnight panicking (like morganaâs nightmares)
- instinctively shouting out cause all he knows is that heâs in danger and he needs help
- merlin sprinting in, almost falling and hitting the bed
- arthur tangled in the blankets, trying to calm himself down and stop freaking out
- âsire? iâm here,â
- arthurâs eyes locking on merlinâs and god he looks so scared
- merlin realizing now isnât the time to be polite
- moving to the side of the bed closest to arthur and mumbling a spell to untangle him from the blankets cause jesus christ he doesnât even care if he gets caught he just needs to help
- arthur scrambling out of bed and almost falling on the floor before merlin just swooping in to support him
- arthur just grabbing his shoulders and looking right into his eyes with this primal fear
- merlin doesnât even flinch, just looks back âiâm right here sire. youâre safeâ
- he can see arthurâs breathing start to even out
- he takes his hands off merlinâs shoulders and sits down on the edge of his bed, head in his hands
- merlin sits next to him quietly, knowing thatâs all he needs right now
- after a bit, arthur glances to the side, eyes red
- merlin meets his eyes, only to be shoved slightly to the side
- merlin shoves lightly back, smiling gently
- âwill that be all sire?â
- âgoodnight. and merlinâthank youâ
