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Disclaimer: BBC One.

Warning: oneshot drabble, slash Merlin x Arthur (slighty). English isn't my native and this is my very first english fanfiction, sorry for the grammar and prepositions.

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Drunk
by Fei Mei

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There was a knock in his door, so Arthur opened it and saw Merlin is standing there. Confused, the prince tried to remember if he ever ask his manservant to come see him that evening. But no, he didn't ask for him.

"Merlin? What is it?" Arthur asked.

"Nothing!" Merlin answered with slight giggles. "Just wanna see you, Prat."

Arthur rolled his eyes, and now he thought Merlin must have been from the tavern. Classic Merlin went to the tavern. "Don't call me 'prat', you clotpole."

Merlin grinned. "But you're a Prat. You're Arthur Pratdragon!"

"Merlin, are you drunk?" Arthur sighed and asked.

"Nooo, I'm not drunk!"

The prince sighed again. "Just, go to bed and sleep, Merlin."

"With you?" Merlin asked innocently with wide eyes.

"You're so drunk," Arthur said, then he grinned and pull the servant inside his chamber.

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THE END

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