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Author: [livejournal.com profile] fuckyeah
Title: Live Through This (And You Won't Look Back)
Rating: Light R
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Summary: There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave / You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave / I'm not sorry I met you, I'm not sorry it's over, I'm not sorry there's nothing to save
Warnings: n/a
Word Count: 886
Prompt: Surrender
Author's Notes: Title, summary, and general idea comes from the song "Your Ex-Lover Is Dead" by Stars. In case you haven't guessed, this is not a happy fic. :c

“Is that everything?”

No, Merlin wants to shout, wants to scream, wants to rage to the very heavens themselves. No, that’s not everything. We were supposed to be each other’s everything.

But as much as he wants it to be true, he knows it’s not. Not anymore. Now they’ve just become B-grade actors, stumbling through the same, tired lines as they wait for the last curtain to drop.

Instead he nods wordlessly, choosing that moment to make sure the car’s trunk is latched properly. Even though Arthur has already made sure it’s all shut and closed up tight.

“I guess this is it then,” Arthur says, running tanned fingers through his golden hair before pushing his hand forward. In turn, Merlin stares at the offered limb, like it’s a wild animal that will bite him if he gets too close.

It’s been four years since they’ve met. Four turbulent yet wonderful years, overflowing with a sea of emotions and memories.

Four years of them playing football in the park, even though Merlin is absolute rubbish at it -- a fact Arthur constantly reminds him of, even as he lets Merlin win. Four years of cuddling on the couch to watch one of their favorite movies together, quoting the lines along with the characters and throwing popcorn into each other’s awaiting mouths. Four years of Arthur bringing the weight of the world home in his shoulders and Merlin quietly massaging it away without needing to be asked first. Four years of Merlin moaning and writhing as Arthur slides into him late at night, murmuring dirty and beautiful words against flushed, sweat-slicked skin.

Four years of laughter, tears, and love, and it’s all been reduced to a single handshake.

“…Damn it, Arthur,” Merlin says, his voice already low and scratchy from earlier crying he swears he’s not going to repeat now. He bats the hand away and wraps his arms around Arthur’s neck, not willing to let things end on such an impersonal note.

At first, Arthur stiffens: he was never one for physical contact when Merlin met him, and apparently he’s starting to revert to his old ways. A part of Merlin is secretly pleased by this, by the knowledge that Merlin has been the only one Arthur has completely opened up to.

But another part - the selfless part that tends to get his feelings trampled for the sake of others - hopes that some day, that will no longer be the case. Because despite everything, all Merlin wants is for Arthur to be happy. Truly and sincerely happy.

And if that means taking Merlin out of the picture, then so be it.

Finally, Arthur’s arms hesitantly form some semblance of an embrace, and it’s the first victory in their relationship Merlin has felt in weeks.

“For what it’s worth,” Arthur says, the clipped, tight tone he’s been using all this time threatening to crack under his own words, “I am sorry. For everything.”

Merlin closes his eyes, breathes in deeply, and dreams. Dreams of a world where this is simply a heartfelt farewell than a tear-stained goodbye.

“I’m not,” Merlin says.

He’s sorry about all the tense silences, the childish name-calling, the shouting matches. He’s sorry for his poorly worded ultimatums about Arthur caring more for his job and trying to please his father than he could ever for Merlin, so “why bother trying anymore?!” He’s sorry about how it all fell apart so badly afterwards that they could barely be in the same room together now.

But when it comes to the relationship as a whole, Merlin can’t find a single regret inside himself. “I would do it all over again. In a heartbeat.”

A weak chuckle rumbles through Arthur’s chest, and God -- if there’s one thing Merlin wishes he could’ve packed up in a cardboard box as they sifted and separated through their former flat, it would be Arthur’s laugh.

“Yeah,” Arthur says, “Yeah, I think I would too.”

Before Merlin can even suggest they do exactly that, Arthur pulls away. He’s always been the one to move away first, and this is no exception. He then places a hand on Merlin’s shoulder and squeezes it, more emotion in the simple action than what’s displayed on his face. “Take care of yourself, Emrys.”

It’s not fair; Arthur’s use of his last name just reminds Merlin of how they met, their teasing and banter in university that bloomed into something more. Something that has started to wilt and crumble to dust before its time. “…Yeah,” Merlin croaks, somehow managing to swallow the pain and bitterness deep within, “You too.”

The urge to hug once more is stifling, but Merlin fights it off as he climbs into the driver’s seat, his knuckles turning white as he grips the steering wheel. This is his last chance to do something, anything, to rewrite their story’s ending to include the words, “And they lived happily ever after.”

But instead, he puts the key in the ignition, and extinguishes any remaining linger of hope with one shaky exhale of breath.

Merlin doesn’t look back when he finally drives away, doesn’t dare sneak a glance in the rearview mirror to watch the forlorn figure he leaves behind transform into just another blip on the horizon.

He doesn’t need to.

Date: 2012-04-29 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emjayelle.livejournal.com
Why do you trample my heart so? Do you get some kind of perverse pleasure out of it? Because, ugh, it hurts. They are suppose to be forever together and happy!

But seriously, it was lovely and heartbreaking and beautifully written. But oh, my boys, why do they do this to me?

Date: 2012-04-29 06:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emjayelle.livejournal.com
Oh, I understand when a story won't leave you alone. I bet you had words with it, but it was just too stubborn.
Please, please write something happier next time, I don't think my heart can take more of this :)

Date: 2012-04-29 06:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hogwartsvixxxen.livejournal.com
NOOOO! It not suppose to be like that, eventhough it was beautifully written

Date: 2012-04-29 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hogwartsvixxxen.livejournal.com
♥ :) I forgive you *hugs*

Date: 2012-04-29 11:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neyah444.livejournal.com
This is beautiful and heartbreaking:(
I especially loved this line: "But another part - the selfless part that tends to get his feelings trampled for the sake of others - hopes that some day, that will no longer be the case." That's so Merlin.

Date: 2012-04-29 12:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yenny2206.livejournal.com
You are evil!!! Is that why you havent been around gchat> I'm hunting you down. How can you break my heart like this and why?? This was beautiful written but soo sad love. How about writing a happy sequel to this, PLEASE!!! I will give up the right to name my first born if you do!!!!

Date: 2012-04-29 11:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kleinefee92.livejournal.com
This is such a painful parallel with what I think might happen in season 5 - although, I can't help but wonder, will it be better for them in canon, since they never allowed themselves to actually give into each other, or worse, because of desires unfulfilled?

And here you've gotten me all sniffly again. Dagnab you, woman.

More?

Date: 2012-04-30 11:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kleinefee92.livejournal.com
Ahaha - I have no idea!

You so should - although I love that you're able to make the emotions so vivid, so please don't feel sorry for it ♥

No pressure - I'm more than happy to wait. I don't believe in rushing art.

Date: 2012-04-29 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ms-notebook.livejournal.com
(Stares at the screen... looks at her hands... stares at the screen some more... looks at her hands... continues staring at the screen... SOBS)

This here... is how I feel about every heartbreak. The way Merlin regrets nothing, how he says he'd do it again in a heartbeat, how as a whole, he loved and still loves Arthur and wishes (pointlessly) that this wasn't the end, that there was happily ever after.

The thing is, when you are cut off from someone who meant so much, you regret the mistakes you made. As your Merlin narrates, he regrets the silences, the shouting, the poorly worded excuses. Me too, Merlin. THat's what I regret. But I will never regret loving that person.

(And God, Merlin still wants Arthur to be happy and that's how I felt in my situation too... why is this so real and sdlkfjslfkjsf??)

When you wrote that Merlin wanted to keep ARthur's laugh in a box... god, my heart, broke so much.

And Arthur's goodbye... just a stiff "take care of yourself, Emrys," as if he could return their whole relationship into a meeting between acquaintences. It's never easy to break up. THere's no right way to say goodbye.

Everything about this is perfect. Just really... real.

Thanks for writing it :)

Date: 2012-04-30 12:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rotrude.livejournal.com
Though sad this is marvellous. You can feel Merlin's feelings, so to speak. <3

Date: 2012-04-30 08:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bunnysworld.livejournal.com
You're going to fix this, right? *glare-frown-pouts*

Date: 2012-04-30 06:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] archaeologist-d.livejournal.com
I loved the pain and suffering that they were going through, both of them too stubborn or too depressed to try and make it work. Loved the ending. Great job.

Date: 2012-04-30 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceeebee.livejournal.com
ugh omg WHY? I'm just going to imagine that they find each other again in the future, and all is dandy, because this genuinely hurts my heart.

I loved this part:
'if there’s one thing Merlin wishes he could’ve packed up in a cardboard box as they sifted and separated through their former flat, it would be Arthur’s laugh.'

It's just the cutest imagery. The whole thing is really lovely :')

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