do the fic thing again... your choice on the ship but do 11... things you said when you were drunk
(PREPARE TO OUCH)
Merlin watched Eggsy sit up on the side of the bed and groan. “Paracetamol and water on the table there.” He kept his voice quiet, gentle.
Last night had been a year since Harry’d been shot by Valentine and Eggsy had got pissed by six pm, was vomiting by nine, and Merlin was tucking him into bed by ten.
“I loved ‘im, you know?” Eggsy whimpered as he curled onto his side.
“I know.” Merlin rubbed over Eggsy’s back.
Eggsy clutched at his pillow. “Not the same without ‘im. I miss ‘im, Merlin. Why couldn’t you save ‘im? Disrupt the bloody signal. We were ‘posed to save ‘im.”
Merlin took in a deep breath. “I’m sorry, Eggsy. It happened too fast. I didn’t know what was going on.”
“He- we fought before ‘e left. Never even told ‘im I loved ‘im. S’why I said it so fast to you.”
“Go to sleep, Eggsy.”
Eggsy sniffled. “Love you.”
With a sad smile, Merlin brushed Eggsy’s hair back from his face. “I love you too.”
Merlin shook himself from his thoughts, moving across the room. Eggsy’s hand wrapped around his wrist suddenly. Merlin looked at him, eyebrow raised.
“Just because ‘e’s the reason I said it so fast, doesn’t mean I didn’t mean it or that I don’t mean it now.”
Tension drained out of Merlin’s shoulders and he wrapped Eggsy close to him, kissing his head. “Lie back down. I’ll bring you something better than the paracetamol and some food.”
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