Hey guys! I'm here with another story and I'm bring the heat. This is my first time writing a Merthur fic and I hope it goes well. If the characters seem off right now, It's because I'm trying. They start to get closer in later chapters.

There will be homophobic behavior in this but it wont be too terribly bad. I apologize for that.

Enjoy! :)

Merlin's car pulled up to the front entrance to the school. The building seemed to have touched the sky. He huffed and pulled his car forward again to where the parking for the boys' dorms was. He wasn't ready for this.

The last school he went to was terrifying. He was bullied constantly and beat up in the bathrooms and locker room. The words that were said dug into his mind. Fag, pussy, queer, poof. The list could go on but he wanted to forget his past. The scars on his wrist itched under the bandages that were wrapped around. His mother, gratefully, never found out about this. But she did hear about the bullying. That was why his mom transferred him over to this new school. The Camelot academy.

He sat in his car with his music playing. The sound of hard rock soothed him. He tapped the beat with his fingers on the steering wheel. Merlin didn't want to get out of his car. That meant his life was about to get harder. No, he wanted to stay in the safety of his car. Where he knew no one could hurt him. Before him, the dorm building was three floors. It looked like a prison and it didn't help Merlin's stomach at all.

Merlin got out and moved to his trunk to grab his suit case. He would get the rest later. On his way to the door, leading to the common area. He was on the second floor. The room was the largest one on the level and he was partially glad to get space but was slightly afraid of who his roommate would be. He hoped he wouldn't have to talk much and be forced to socialize with him. Merlin took the stairs up instead of the elevator, liking the exercise right now. It also gave him time to think to himself.

He reached the door at the end of the hallway. It was black with red painted on the door frame. The handle looked as if it has been shined recently, unlike the others. It was the nicest door here. Merlin reached into his back pocket to find the key that he got in the mail. A silver coating and a small dragon engraved into it. The door unlocked with a click and he stepped inside. His jaw dropped.

A huge flat screen TV was on the wall and below it was a long, deep red, leather sofa. It looked so comfy that he could fall asleep on it right now. The kitchen was stainless steel counters and wooden floors. The walls of the room were red with a good trim. Two doors lead off on both sides of the room, which he guessed was the bedrooms.

Merlin noticed no one else was in the dorm. It was only seven so its not a surprise. He noticed that one of the doors was slightly open so he went to the other, hoping it was his. It would have been terribly embarrassing if he was found in the wrong bedroom when his roommate came back. The room was bare but had a bed, which was reasonably sized, a dresser, and a bathroom that connected. It had the basics he would need. Merlin wasn't the type to want everything. He was happy to get his own room.

Merlin threw the suitcase on the bed and planned to get his clothes put away. Each drawer was only half filled when he was finished. But the room still didn't feel like himself. The other stuff in the car could wait though. He was tired and wanted some sleep. He collapsed on the bed to find it sink below him. It was amazing. Merlin expected a rock hard mattress with a thin sheet. But no. This was like a cloud and the blanket was warm and soft, letting him fall deeply asleep into a dream. The first one in forever.

A slam of a door woke Merlin up and he reached for the closest thing near him, which was a pillow. That wasn't a well thought out plan. He realized where he was and assumed his roommate was home. It was time to find out who the mystery man was that he would be living with for the year. He stumbled out of the cover and checked himself in the mirror. His hair was all out of place and his shirt was rumpled. Smoothing everything out, he opened the door to see a blonde man taking his jacket off.

The man was fit and was built immensely. The broad shoulders and narrow waist reminded him of a Dorito. The black shirt he was wearing tugged slightly on the chest but was a little loose moving down. Merlin quickly stopped his gaze from going further down and he decided not to be creepy and to say hello.

"Uh.. Hello."

The man jumped and turned around and eyed him. "Hello. I'm guessing you're my new roommate?"

"Brilliant deduction, Watson." Merlin smirked and moved to grab his sweater from the hook on the wall. "I'm going to get the rest of my stuff."

"No need to be snarky." The man picked his Jacket back up from the couch. "Let me help. The name's Arthur."

"Okay, I only have a few boxes." Merlin led him down the stairs and out to his car.

"Normally when a person tells you your name, you tell them yours back." Arthur watched as Merlin opened the trunk to reveal five boxes.

Merlin chuckled. "You have to earn it first." He stacked two boxes and picked them up.

Arthur picked up the other three and moved to let Merlin lead the way. "Oh, I will."

Merlin walked quickly to try to hide the blush that ran up his cheeks. As soon as they reached the room, which they luckily forgot to lock, they made their way to put the boxes in Merlin's room. "Thank you for the help."

"No problem, but don't expect more of this." Arthur smirked and left to go watch some TV before going to bed. It was Friday which meant no classes for two days.

Merlin decided he had the whole weekend to organize his room so he joined Arthur on the sofa. "What are we watching?"

Arthur grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. "I have the last episode of Doctor Who recorded and was planning on watching that. Do you watch it?"

"Who doesn't watch it?" Merlin smiled and sat back to watch. He pulled his legs up and under him trying to get comfortable.

Arthur pulled the coffee table closer so he could rest his feet upon it. "What's Lestrade doing on the show?"

Merlin laughed. "I don't know. It's not his division." They both broke out into a laughing fit. They completely forgotten about the show and continued to make reference jokes. It was nice to have another person to do this with. Normally when he made a reference to a show, nobody gets it. "I'm going to head to bed, it's been a long day."

"Okay, I can show you around campus tomorrow if you like. Or Sunday. Whatever works for you." Arthur paused the show and decided they could finish it this weekend. "Goodnight."

"Merlin. And goodnight." Merlin smiled and closed the door behind him as he went to get ready for bed.

"Goodnight, Merlin." Arthur smiled and went into his room. Feeling something strange in his stomach on the way. What was this feeling?

Please review and let me know what you think! And if I should continue this! :) Thanks for reading!