Can I request prompts #6 #38 #64 with Arthur Pendragon? (Fluff/Angst) please and thank you.
I love Arthur! Thank you so much for requesting 😊
Arthur Pendragon x Gender Neutral Reader
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I was ready for the attack, tightly holding on to my sword and wielding it with stubborn determination. If I was to fall in battle, I would give it my very all. Still lying down on the ground, I awaited for the moment of retaliation. It never came.
“What...?” I muttered when my attacker suddenly winced and dropped.
Behind him there was a familiar face, even if his expression was a confusing mixture of pride and concern. There stood Arthur, towering over me. It wasn’t for long, though, as he dropped to his knees to examine me.
“Y/N” He uttered, heaving a sigh of relief. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine” I clutched the slash in my side, sitting up on the ground. “I had it under control”
“No, you didn’t” His blue eyes frantically looked me up and down, stopping there where my hand clutched the bleeding gash. “You’re injured”
“I’m alright, Arthur” Despite my words, I couldn’t contain a groan of pain as I sat up. The bloodloss was making me light headed and every movement seemed like a great effort.
“You could have died” He said, his voice sounding more serious than ever.
“But I didn’t” I showed him a weak smile, trying to hide the fact that I was breathing heavily. “You didn’t have to come, I told you I could do this alone”
Arthur’s eyes lingered on me, expressing an incredbile amount of anxiety as the last remnants of his relief dissapeared. He shook his head at me, taking me by the arm to try and carefully pull me to my feet.
“I know you could, and you did”
“Then why are you here?”
“You’re not invincible”
“Arthur-”
“And I won’t lose you too”
I had been heavily leaning on his shoulder, wincing and groaning as we both stood up. Still leaning on him, and with the support of his arm around my frame, I stared at him in awe. He really must have been scared for me, because he was never this bold and honest.
“Arthur...” I muttered, not knowing what to say to comfort him.
It warmed my heart to know he cared so deeply. He cared enough to follow me, crazy with concern, and back me up on my battle. Arthur had been struck with grief one too many times, and refused to go through it again if he could help it.
Moved by it all and at a loss for words, I threw my arms around him. Locking my arms around his neck, I squeezed him against me. Finally, I heard a light chuckle from him as his arms wrapped around me as well.
“Thank you for having my back” I whispered as I broke away to look into his eyes. They were drowned in emotion and perhaps even unshed tears.
“Uh, here...” He replied, clearing his throat. “Let me help you”
Before I could complain about the change of subject, he had scooped me up into his arms. Efforlessly, he carried me away from the battlefield.
“You don’t have to-”
“Shut up, Y/N, I am the king”
Seeing that he was back to his usual self and honestly relieved to be off my feet, I smiled and relaxed. Nuzzling his neck, I calmly allowed him to carry me. Arthur tenderly cradled me as he took me home.
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