Smiling softly, Merlin spread his hand over Arthur’s heart. “What about this?” He closed his eyes and let his magic flow through him and over Arthur, golden tendrils linking them just as the garland had done at their wedding. With a sound that was half-sigh, half-laugh, Arthur tipped Merlin’s head up with a finger under his chin, and kissed him softly. “It feels like coming home.”
— On Our Knees (At the Curtains of the Waterfall) by @thesongistheriver (Chapter 4)
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