Room 407, Sunday Afternoon

[bigdamndestiny]

Merlin had a movie and a lion with him this afternoon. Now all he needed was a girlfriend.

...there was something of a joke in there, but he hadn't noticed yet.

"Arthur, please stay off my be--" It was really no use. "--d. You're worse like this, you know."

[[For the lion and giiiirl]

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[thatsamilkshake]

"Boys are weird," Francine said, shaking her head. In a room with two of them, even if one was currently a boy cat.

"Um. Present company excepted, of course." Liiiiiiar.

[bitchprince]

Arthur eyed her. He knew that tone. He let go of a disbelieving (if still unimpressed) rawwwr.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Hitting the play button, Merlin went over to join Francine on the other bed. If Arthur was going to be atrocious about this...

"Of course."

[thatsamilkshake]

"This should be good," Francine said. Possibly leaning a little against his shoulder. "I like Matthew McConaug-----heeeeeey." That wasn't the intro to any Paramount film she'd ever seen. Where was the mountain?

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin, on the other hand, knew nothing of the mountains and saw nothing wrong so far. "Who's that?"

[bitchprince]

Arthur had no such way of identifying the proper way any movie should start, but Francine's reaction was enough to cause his disinterested head to poke up with something that wasn't quite disinterest.

[thatsamilkshake]

"The actor who plays the main character." Or, you know, male lead if you've actually taken Feminism 101, Francine.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Ohhh. Which one is him?" Merlin asked, watching a few men on the screen start talking about some big project for work.

[thatsamilkshake]

"...None of them." Francine frowned, then gave a little shrug. "Maybe he comes later."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

And they were getting shirtless. In an office. Merlin wasn't sure why, but this didn't seem like a normal movie.

So he cocked his head to the side curiously.

[bitchprince]

They weren't just getting shirtless. They were getting devoid of clothing entirely.

Arthur did not perk up. That would be unprincely. He merely tilted his head very suddenly up in an utterly royal fashion that maybe wasn't completely disinterested. But he was a lion. So you couldn't tell.

[thatsamilkshake]

Okay, so Francine was not unappreciative of male shirtlessness here, though a bit ummmmm about being appreciative in a room with her boyfriend and his boyfriend very large, very loud boss. But, um.

"Um." ............"UM!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"...this isn't a romantic comedy, is it?" Merlin asked faintly.

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine's answer was a very helpful, "UM!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Why did this keep happening to him?!

"Oh god." He couldn't look away! It was like a horrible accident!

[thatsamilkshake]

"What are they---" OMG why was she asking that? "I mean. What. I mean!"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Is he--" NOW HE WAS ASKING TOO. "--mouth?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Why, WHY, was she tilting her head to see that from what couldn't possibly be a better angle? "Can you even do that?"

Aasgkdhdlkjashdklasjhdklasjdhaskldjhaskldjhaskldjhaslkdjashldkjashldkasjdhaskldjhaskldjhaslkdhasdkjashdkljh! Pillow! She needed a pillow!

Either to cover her face, or stuff in her mouth.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

How would he know?! Merlin just tilted his head to the side, wondering where it all went.

Oh dear. Now there was a random bed. How did they not notice that in the office before?

"I--what?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Pillow! Pillowpillowpillow! DAMMIT, MERLIN WAS SITTING ON IT! Francine tugged uselessly at the corner of it anyway.

"....Did they just fold that out of the copy machine?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Which only got Merlin flailing because SOMEONE WAS GRABBING HIS ASS. In fact, he flailed right off the bed.

"...Ow."

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine leaned over to look down at him, which at least, thank God, momentarily broke visual contact with the tv.

Of course, it probably didn't help Merlin's view.

"Ohmigod, are you okay?"

[bitchprince]

If they had ever wondered about lion snickering? Well, that may have been it. Then he tilted his head at the Teevee as if to note that yes, that was anatomically possible, and yes, this form left him about as much shame as a peacock.

He stretched up wholly, though, and hopped off the bed to inspect the relative carnage.

[thatsamilkshake]

Eep, lion! But Francine stayed where she was, more concerned with Merlin for the moment.

[bitchprince]

Arthur reached the both of them, found a leisurely perch in front of the teevee, shot Merlin a distinct look that may or may not have been mocking, and...

Flopped again. On the floor.

He'd return to Merlin's bed in a moment.

Not dirty.