"What do you want, Arthur?" Merlin asks, backing off just a little. Arthur peers at him, confused and helpless. The expression is very much like the one Arthur had worn on the beach, with two goblets and an ultimatum before them, though now he lacks the determination of that moment. It makes Merlin's heart flutter in his chest. He wishes that Arthur weren't so stubborn, that he didn't feel the need to play this game, that he could just kiss the idiot and trust that everything would be alright after."

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