[ Merlin considers listening to Arthur, he really does. He considers doing as he's told, letting it go, giving him some space for the night so that they'll never have to talk about it again. It'd certainly be the easier option, and perhaps it would be better for Arthur in the short term, which encourages a moment's hesitation in itself. All Merlin has ever wanted is what's best for his master, after all ... ]
... Um. I— [ He pauses, a hand moving up to rub at the nape of his neck. He fiddles with a few curls of black hair in an attempt to buy himself a few more seconds; ] No.
[ There. That wasn't so hard, was it? ]
No. [ And again! ] I'm ... not going to leave. Not yet. Don't get me wrong, I accept your apology, but ... [ He takes a step forwards, just about as certain as he is uncertain. ] I think you need to be with someone. And I want to be here for you.
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[ Merlin considers listening to Arthur, he really does. He considers doing as he's told, letting it go, giving him some space for the night so that they'll never have to talk about it again. It'd certainly be the easier option, and perhaps it would be better for Arthur in the short term, which encourages a moment's hesitation in itself. All Merlin has ever wanted is what's best for his master, after all ... ]
... Um. I— [ He pauses, a hand moving up to rub at the nape of his neck. He fiddles with a few curls of black hair in an attempt to buy himself a few more seconds; ] No.
[ There. That wasn't so hard, was it? ]
No. [ And again! ] I'm ... not going to leave. Not yet. Don't get me wrong, I accept your apology, but ... [ He takes a step forwards, just about as certain as he is uncertain. ] I think you need to be with someone. And I want to be here for you.