#bbc lancelot

Mordred and Lancelot: *choke on their breath* WHAT!

Merlin cont.: and I've never felt more awkward since. Like how do you look at the Butcher King who just called you his ally when you're a warlock, born with magic.

Arthur, who was eavesdropping: *chokes on his breath* ...what?

Merlin cont.: What do you even say in that situation?

Arthur, internally: People can be born with magic?

Arthur, still internally: Is Merlin stupid enough to imply he has magic in front of my knights?

Arthur, cont. internally: Yes. The answer is yes. Dear god, he has less of a will to live than I previously thought. How the fuck am I supposed to keep him alive? I can't let him die. He's my idiot little brother. Must I make magic legal? But the paperwork...

Lazy afternoons, tea, and good books.

Like imagine it’s Merwainecelot and they are all deeply in love and then Gwaine picks up this really random habit of yelling “Trust fall” before he suddenly drops, expecting his boyfriends to catch him.

Merlin obviously uses magic most of the time and sometimes doesn’t even have to look up to make sure Gwaine isn’t sprawled on the floor, but the few times he’s close enough to catch him, it starts with them both laughing before quickly turning heated and the sexy times are not too far behind.

Lancelot on the other hand freaks out over it all the time. His head is constantly on a swivel, desperate to not see Gwaine hurt in any way. He will be halfway across the courtyard and be by Gwaine’s side in an instant if he so much as here’s the letter T. He has not had a days rest and he’s halfway to a heart attack most of the time.