Fear of Rejection
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Author:
ajsrandom
Title: Fear of Rejection
Rating: G
Pairing/s: a wishful Merlin/Morgana
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana
Summary: Merlin screws up the courage to ask Morgana out.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 211
Prompt: 299, Missed Chances
Author's Notes: :)
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Merlin watched Morgana cross the room in front of him. He knew that he’d have no better chance than now, but something held him back. Fear of rejection maybe? But he’d been dealing with that since he’d met her. Now was the time.
He got up and followed her as she made her way back to her seat. She sat and pulled her backpack out from under her chair. “Morgana, hi,” he said.
“Oh hey, Merlin. Can I help you with something?” she replied.
“Actually, yes, I was wondering if—”
Just then, her phone beeped. She looked at it and shock washed over her face. “I’ve got to go, Merlin. My dad’s had a heart attack and is in hospital.”
“Oh my . . . go. Of course, go.”
Morgana nodded and stood, bag in hand. “See you later, Merlin.”
“Bye, Morgana.” He waved to her as she hurried out of the room. Well, that was it. He’d missed his chance. Who knew when he’d have another chance to ask her out? He supposed that was selfish to think when her dad was ill, but there it was. He’d have to text Arthur later to see how their father was doing, and shelve the desire to ask Morgana out.
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Title: Fear of Rejection
Rating: G
Pairing/s: a wishful Merlin/Morgana
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana
Summary: Merlin screws up the courage to ask Morgana out.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 211
Prompt: 299, Missed Chances
Author's Notes: :)
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Merlin watched Morgana cross the room in front of him. He knew that he’d have no better chance than now, but something held him back. Fear of rejection maybe? But he’d been dealing with that since he’d met her. Now was the time.
He got up and followed her as she made her way back to her seat. She sat and pulled her backpack out from under her chair. “Morgana, hi,” he said.
“Oh hey, Merlin. Can I help you with something?” she replied.
“Actually, yes, I was wondering if—”
Just then, her phone beeped. She looked at it and shock washed over her face. “I’ve got to go, Merlin. My dad’s had a heart attack and is in hospital.”
“Oh my . . . go. Of course, go.”
Morgana nodded and stood, bag in hand. “See you later, Merlin.”
“Bye, Morgana.” He waved to her as she hurried out of the room. Well, that was it. He’d missed his chance. Who knew when he’d have another chance to ask her out? He supposed that was selfish to think when her dad was ill, but there it was. He’d have to text Arthur later to see how their father was doing, and shelve the desire to ask Morgana out.