Always Break My Fall
Rating: Teen and Up
Relationship: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon
Summary: Merlin may be a police constable, but that doesn't mean he can ice skate. A fact he's been hiding from his best mate who just insisted on dragging him ice skating. His best mate who also made it clear he doesn't feel the same way about Merlin as Merlin does about him. How the hell did he let Arthur drag him ice skating, of all things? Oh right, Merlin has no willpower where a certain blonde prat is concerned. This is going to end well.
Or.
A fluffy, first kiss, getting together fic. Happy endings all around.
---
Merlin opened the door to his flat after definitely not fumbling with the keys. His head was swimming with statements and procedures, mixing with bleary bits of his own notes from the day. Write down everything when you’re new, they said. It'll help, they said. He dropped his kit next to the front door, too tired to deal with it further. His hat dangled in one hand. A general feeling of uncertainty settled over him like the fog from last night. He'd been so focused on just getting through shift, he didn't know what to do with himself now. Merlin gathered up the mail from the floor, groaning as he stood back up. His back and legs were protesting more strain after having run God knew how far chasing down two idiot teenagers, on top of the rest of what the shift had decided to throw at him. His mobile buzzed in his pocket. Right. It wasn't just shift, there was something he'd been distracting himself from. Mostly, that his best mate was just that. His best mate. Who was calling him. Merlin was torn between scrambling to answer and throwing his mobile across the room.
(Continue reading on AO3)
