Salt and PepperSalt and PepperSalt and Pepper6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Arthur sat staring at the salt and pepper pots in the centre of the table. Lost in his own thoughts, he slid them towards him.
"Merlin's late. Again." He mumbled resignedly to himself, used to the fact that Merlin was never prompt, it now ceased to irritate him. His thoughts began to drift onto Merlin and his perculiar (yet endearing) little ways. Merlin standing up to him that first day. Merlin then saving his life. Merlin having a strange tendency to run sideways all the time. Without truly being aware of what he was doing, Arthur began pushing the salt and pepper pots around, the pepper doubling as Merlin, the salt as himself. He started re-enacting hunting trips, feasts, discussions, all the things Merlin, just by being there, had made worthwhile. All the times Merlin had been right there and Arthur had just wanted to kiss him, to kiss him senseless. But Arthur was a prince. He couldn't act on his instincts like that. But in his head, he could g