.... it's a 4th Epoch scene which is very very far in the future n idk wth (will adjust it in the future with more details anywayyyyyyy—)
"You know how to dance?"
"What an odd question." Merlin laughed heartily. He cocked his head to the side and twirled the glass, "I'm a clown."
"A clown danced on a pole."
"Come on," Amon's eyes glinted. He steps back a few paces away to execute a graceful, gentlemanly bow. The elegantly tailored robe fluttered softly along with his movements. "May I?"
Merlin stared at the hand for a long while.
A huff, accompanied by the amused smile played on his lip.
"My deepest honor, my dear birdie."
Amon gives a benign smile in respond, "You're one too."
Merlin nodded, "Yours." And like a pop, he bursted put laughing.
"Yes," it's quite ticklish to his knuckles when Amon brings it closer to his lips, and brushed them with his breath; "Mine."
"Baba would be mad if he knows." Merlin pondered with glee.
"Uncle already did." Amon shrugged absentmindedly, evidently unbothered. "This is just another pile added."
They both mirrored each other's grin.