Being a time traveler was hard.
You had been in a fight with a Roman.
Your time travel watch had been destroyed in battle.
You had spiralled out of control and landed face first on the ground.
You shakily stood.
A boy with a red scarf approached you.
You looked at him.
"What era is it?" you asked.
He looked confused.
"Okay, let's try another question. Where am I?" you asked.
"Camelot," he answered.
"Camelot," you repeated, "But that's legend."
He merely shook his head.
"Oh no. I've traveled through dimensions," you realized.
"You fell out of the sky," he pointed out.
"I... I... Well," you stammered, "I don't have a good excuse."
He took your hand.
"You must come with me," he said.
He dragged you into a hidden home.
You watched an oldish man stumble around with spellbooks and potions.
"I'm Merlin. That's Gaius. We have magic, just like you," the boy introduced.
"I'm Y/N. But I just lost my magic," you sighed.
"Gaius and I will help you, right Gaius?" Merlin asked.
Gaius stared at me.
"Not in those clothes," he said.
Before I knew it, an approximate month had passed.
I was well integrated into Camelot by now.
Merlin and I had grown quite close.
One day, Gaius was out.
"Do you miss where you come from, Y/N?" Merlin asked suddenly.
"Sometimes," i admitted.
"Only sometimes?" he asked.
"I've found things here that i rather like. And I must admit, I've become quite attached," i said.
Merlin smiled small.
"Am i one of those things?" he asked.
You blushed and nodded.
Merlin lifted your head up and kissed you softly.
You both were getting into the kiss when someone cleared their throat.
You pulled away to see Arthur.
"Well done, Merlin," Arthur smirked.
You and Merlin groaned.
"Go away, Arthur."
