"Show me a trick."

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He lets the towel drop and goes over to put it in the basket but bumping into Arthur while turning around to go back to the rest of his clothes.

He looks conflicted for a second before grabbing Merlin's face again and kissing him hard but quick and he then slowly grins pulling away, nodding to himself as he goes out of the room leaving Merlin beyond confused in the middle of his bedroom in his dark plaid blue boxers.

He looks at the doorway and then makes his way back to his clothes and gets dressed while shaking his head. He grabs an extra sweater for the confusing blonde downstairs and grabs two pairs of socks before heading down the stairs.

He goes over to the living room couch and sits on it beside Arthur who is flipping through a book that was on the table. He puts his socks on and hands Arthur the sweater he grabbed and the extra pair of socks. Arthur seems to like going through books.

Arthur gives him a confused look but takes the navy blue sweater and pair of white socks anyway without asking questions.

Merlin puts his on as Arthur looks at him then at his feet then back at his face.

"It's cold out." Is all Merlin says grabbing his phone from the coffee table before heading to the kitchen and Arthur follows silently.

"Um what do I put on?" Merlin looks up to see a confused king in his kitchen and he silently chuckles to himself.

Merlin never thought that this scene would ever be played.

Merlin goes over to his closet where all his extra jackets and shoes and stuff is held and grabs out an extra pair of boots and a jacket that's a tad to big on him that Holly got him last year. And yet it still doesn't fit him.

He goes over to Arthur and hands him the stuff making him smile. "You know," he says. "This used to be the opposite." Arthur says shrugging on the jacket that actually seems to fit him and so does the shoes.

"Well yeah. But you don't have all that stuff you used to." He says putting his own stuff on and throws a blue scarf around his neck and- now the colour change the other day makes way more sense.

He zips up his jacket, grabs his wallet before grabbing his keys and phone off the counter where he placed them.

He opens the door for Arthur to go out and he locks it up behind him, hoping to God Holly doesn't break in like this morning and do something.

"We need to get you some of your own stuff." He says as he walks down the path and towards the sidewalk. "I mean I have some of your stuff, or my stuff..... not sure who's it really is if I'm being completely honest." Merlin says as he stuffs his hands in his pockets to keep them warm from the chilly breeze that's going around them.

He sees Arthur has the same idea.

Arthur looks at him sideways and then shakes his head. "I fought, I died, came back and you're still as boring and confusing as ever." He says and Merlin frowns looking at him, mock offend.

They walk the rest of the way making small chat about stupid stuff as they enter the store.

He opens his mouth to say something but a voice cuts him off.

"Merlin!" He looks from Arthur to the small girl who now has her arms wrapped around his legs.

"Hello Clary. How are you?" He asks as she pulls back a little and grins up at him.

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