Room 407, Friday Evening

[bigdamndestiny]

No candles, no burgers, nothing that Merlin had tried before for romance was happening tonight. That ended badly the last time to he was switching it up.

With cookies.

He even managed to get a bit of a variety pack so Francine could pick and chose what she liked best.

It was the culinary equivalent to Barry White.

[[For the boobs!]]

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[thatsamilkshake]

Oh, was that the question? She decided that the answer was "Merlin..." and leaned down to kiss him again.

This was so worth the cookie crumbs they'd be brushing out of their hair for the rest of the night.