“I know Hamish, don’t worry. But if I don’t flirt my way through here this whole evening will go no where”, you spoke softly, trying to make sure no one looks at you.
This whole operation would’ve been so much better if you’d gotten to go with you boyfriend. But that wouldn’t happen and you knew it.
Gods you hated these evenings. A bunch of old white men with loads of money to spend and a host, Arthur and Champ, wanting their fellow old white men to spend said money.
Usually they would tell you and the other women in the two firms to put on a cute little dress and your best smiles and flirt your way through the throng of people.
“I know love, if I could I’d keep you from going—“
“You could always send me on a mission right before the next event.”
“No. I don’t think I will. Not just because of one night. I’d miss you too much.”
That made you smile wide. He sure knew how to make you blush.
“Make it up to me later then.”
“Oh I plan on it.” You could practically hear the smirk on his lips at that. And you wanted nothing more than go to his office and make him do exactly what he had planned.
In addition to his duties as quartermaster, Merlin cares for the puppies Kingsman raises before the candidates adopt them, as well as those who return to the agency after their handlers die. He doesn't have to, Kingsman has specialized staff for that; but he enjoys it, and the puppies love him.
After his death, Harry adopts Merlin's own pet, a red and white angelfish named Nimueh.
After the death of her father, Gwen's plan was simple: Build a time machine. Get him back. She'd almost finished step one when a malfunction blasts her back to 1990.
Changing her plans Gwen decides to stop Poppy Adams before she can kill anyone. Simple, right? It is until young Kingsman agents Galahad and Merlin get involved. Will Agent Guinevere save her dad? Or endanger the very course of her own life?
TITLE: Kingsman: The Bear and the Fairy Chapter 1
PAIRING: Jack “Agent Whiskey” Daniels/OC
RATING: M
CHAPTER: 1/?
SUMMARY: When the Kingsman and the Statesman join together to stop Poppy Adams, the last thing Elizabeth expected was to fall in love with a tall, dark, and handsome cowboy named after a brand of whiskey.
“Eggsy calling…” flashed on the screen of Elizabeth’s phone.
She smiled and got up from the table. “I have to take this.”
“Your boyfriend calling?” Sherry asked.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes. “Eggsy’s not my boyfriend. He’s dating the Crown Princess of Sweden.”
“But every time he calls, you immediately pick up. No matter what,” Lorna added.
Elizabeth’s friends didn’t know she was a Kingsman and she wasn’t allowed to tell them.
Sometimes living a double life was hard.
Elizabeth walked towards the door and answered the call. “Eggsy…”
“Beth, where are you?”
“At the pub with my friends.”
“Stay there. Merlin and I are coming to get you.”
Elizabeth’s brows furrowed. “Merlin? Why are you with Merlin? Eggsy, what’s going on?”
“Just stay there.” He hung up and Elizabeth wondered what was wrong.
Was there a mission that couldn’t wait? But why didn’t Merlin call her then?
Eggsy and Merlin entered the pub. Merlin was dressed in his normal attire, while Eggsy was in a smart orange and black suit. One that Elizabeth recognized from the front shop window.
“Okay, what is going on?” Elizabeth asked.
“Not here. Come on,” Eggsy said, leading her into a cab.
Merlin got in the front seat.
“Anyone going to tell me what’s going on?” Elizabeth asked.
“Elizabeth, Roxy’s dead. Everyone’s dead. Arthur, the other Kingsmen,” Eggsy told her.
“Shut-up,” she said, playfully shoving him. When Eggsy didn’t start laughing, Elizabeth started to get worried. “You’re joking, right?”
Eggsy sighed and took her hands in his. “No, luv. I’m not joking.”
She pulled her hands out of his. “This isn’t funny, Eggsy! They can’t just be dead!”
“Someone bombed all the homes of the Kingsmen and the HQ. Roxy’s gone, Beth.”
“No,” Elizabeth whispered, “No!”
Eggsy wrapped his arms around her as she started wailing. “Shh, I’ve got you Bethy. I’ve got you.”
Merlin let the girl mourn her friend, unlike with Eggsy. He needed at least one of them to be on top of their game.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next morning, they walked into a liquor shop.
“We’re from Kingsman. We’d like to buy some wine,” Merlin told the clerk, “And use tasting room number three, please.”
They were directed to the tasting room.
“And why are we here?” Elizabeth asked.
“Not one of my predecessors has ever been in this situation before. Thank God,” Merlin said. He walked around the room looking for something until he came to one of the small alcoves. “Ah-ha.” He pulled out a pendant. “Remember this?”
Eggsy laughed. “How could I forget?”
Merlin placed the pendant in the space and the alcove opened to reveal a safe. “Whatever’s in that safe is the answer to all our problems.” He opened the safe and pulled out a bottle of Statesman Whiskey.
“Is that it?” Eggsy asked.
“How is alcohol gonna solve all our problems?” Elizabeth asked.
“I suppose it must be upper-class humor. I don’t get it,” Merlin told them.
“Me neither. What the fuck are we supposed to do now?” Eggsy asked.
“I think we should drink a toast to our fallen comrades.”
They poured themselves each a glass.
“To Roxy,” Elizabeth said.
They knocked back the shot. Elizabeth coughed and shook her head. She was never drinking that again, but Eggsy and Merlin kept taking shots.
They had nearly finished the bottle when Merlin started crying.
Elizabeth sat opposite the two men with her head on her folded arms. She wanted to go home until she remembered she didn’t have one anymore.
“I should have seen it coming,” Merlin cried, “Charlie, the taxi. It’s all my fault.”
“Nah, that’s bullshit, Merlin. It ain’t all your fault,” Eggsy reassured him, “You’re the best, bruv. Honestly, without you, I’d have lost it a long time ago.” He rubbed Merlin’s shoulder.
Merlin picked up the bottle. “I think we should drink to Scotland.”
Elizabeth grabbed it from him. “I think you’ve had enough Merlin.”
“You’re probably right.”
She looked at the inside label on the bottle and cocked her head.
“Beth, what is it?” Eggsy asked.
“What if we’re not the only intelligence agency?”
“What?”
She turned the bottle around and showed them the label. “Distilled in Kentucky.”
The “K” had a circle around it. Just like the Kingsman logo.
“Merlin,” Eggsy said.
“Aye?”
“I think we’re goin’ to Kentucky.”
“Fried Chicken? I love fried chicken.”
Eggsy handed him the bottle. “No, proper Kentucky. Look.”
“You know what else I love? Country and western music.”
Elizabeth giggled at that.
Who would have thought that someone from the U.K. would love country and western music?
“Country roads/Take me home/To the place I belong…”
merlin being with a younger woman headcanons?? I love my soft bb he doesn’t get the love he deserves 🤧
( we stan a bald Scotsmen.)
pairing ; Fem! Reader x Agent Merlin (Hamish)
warnings ; age gap, not specified but its there.
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You would meet Merlin during your Kingsman training. The two of you spending loads of time together as he trained you and the group.
As training grew on though, you had started to grow more attracted to Agent Merlin. You’d glance longingly at him as he spoke, amazed by his intelligence.
He would stare at you too, whenever you would be in training, his eyes tended to focus on you and your movements.
He would probably feel disgusted at himself at first, contemplating the situation. How was he falling for someone so much younger than him?
But after a good convincing from himself he had decided unharmful flirting wouldn’t be the end of the world, and after all you were an adult, capable of making your own decisions.
Merlin was a total gentleman, always showing up to HQ with a tea for you, constantly saying that “you deserve it, you did good in training yesterday, I was quite impressed.”
Bullshit, you couldn’t be THAT good everyday.
Special Treatment during Training.
Which included giving you tips on the training tasks before doing them.
Your ‘mentor’ would ask you why you spend so much time with him.
You’d just make an excuse, saying that you needed extra help with some training or something.
Merlin loves your Puppy, bringing it treats and petting the dog for hours.
Eggsy and Roxy would ask you if you had a crush, or a boyfriend back at home.
“ I mean, there’s someone. But I don’t think they would like me.”
Harry kind of scolding Merlin, because a “kingsman shouldn’t have relationships.” Not knowing that it was you, He liked.
After your Training was over, Merlin would finally tell you. He would be so scared to tell you, but he knew he needed to do it.
“ y/n , I’m sorry you didn’t make it. I had no choice, your calculations were wrong and if I would have allowed you to stay, that would be picking favorites. “
“Picking Favorites?” You’d ask, your heart beating outside your chest almost.
Merlin would sigh, knowing he would have to tell you how he feels. In which he does.
“Y/n, you would be an amazing agent and I’m sure there will come the chance again, but before we part ways, I just want to tell you… that I, that I um- have grown to liking your company.”
You would blush and chuckle at what he was saying, “ are you saying that you fancy me Hamish?”
Merlin would stop for a minute, eyes wide attempting to take in the actions he had just committed. “ um- yeah” he would awkwardly agree, surprised that you knew.
“ Well, since you aren’t training me anymore, I guess it would be appropriate to assume that I fancy you back.”
On a last note, when you and Merlin would get together, He would defiantly enjoy still sneaking around, and he really enjoyed the balance of power between the two of you because of your age. He’s defiantly more dominant than people think.
