Chapter 1

Sunday

It seemed like everyday was basically the same. Get up, get ready, go to work, come home and go to bed. The only time that he went out was when his friends Will or Gwaine harassed or guilted him into it. That is what is happening now.

"Come on, Merlin. You have to come! I mean what kind of friend would I be if I let my best mate sit home on a Friday night when I am throwing a great party," stated Gwaine.

"You're always throwing a party."

"That's not the point. The point Merlin is you have to come. I mean you haven't been out in ages and that just isn't healthy. Think of all the booze and girls that will be there. Girls, Merlin, girls!" said Will with what seemed like an evil knowing smile.

"Girls...umm…yeah...I think that I should tell you guys something," Merlin was saying but was interrupted.

"Besides you missed my last six parties and I am beginning to think that you don't like me! This time if you don't come I will bring the party to your flat instead" Gwaine stated with a not so innocent look.

"Fine! Fine! I'll go but only because I like my flat the way it is. And if I remember from your last party, you had to replace more than a few pieces of furniture." Merlin smirked. "But please don't try to set me up with anyone. I've been waiting for the right time and I think this maybe the time to tell you guys that...well...that I'm..."

"Gay," Will and Gwaine say at the same time; quickly turning and looking at each other and then back at Merlin before bursting out laughing.

"So glad that you guys find this so funny. Wait! You knew? And you still tried setting me up with women? What the...?"

"Of course we knew Merlin. We're your friends. We were just waiting for you to be comfortable coming out. We've known for a while now and we don't care. I mean come on. You are a successful, great looking guy; however, when we did manage to get you to come out to the clubs with us, you tend to ignore all the advances from some of the best looking women and seemed happy enough to just hang out with us."

"I might be successful but even I know that I'm not that good looking. I mean look at these ears," Merlin was use to people make fun of his ears, so he tended to do it first now.

"Oh, Merlin, trust us, you have no idea as to what some people really think of you...," Gwaine wiggled his eyebrows and smiled. "Now with that said you have to be at my place at 7 pm Friday night and try to look nice. We'll talk to you later."

With that, Gwaine and Will headed out into the night; leaving Merlin to think over Gwaine's last comments.