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Merlin was wearing his new t-shirt that Lancelot, Lance for all his friends and Merlin, gave to him last night, with his name and number on the back made just for Merlin.
The night before that big game.
Not only Lancelot was anxious about, no no, the entire city of Camelot was. Their first championship since '84 Uther Pendragon team. Now with other Pendragon on the football fields people wore getting a tiny flame of hope on them.
The whole campaign of Camelot Football Team was perfect. Not a single defeat. So when they got back for the last game, the rough one, Merlin decided to support his friends. Not just because he used to have a huge crush on Arthur Pendragon but also 'cause Lance asked him to go.
Merlin can't say no to Lancelot. They have been best friends since when Lancelot moved to the town. Best friends since last year.
Lancelot knew about Merlin feelings for Arthur. He knew. But that doesn't stop him of falling for Merlin. Just happened. One day he noticed that he was jealous of everyone who hug him and the way he smile at Arthur when he thinks no one was looking. All that made Lancelot know that he was, in fact, falling in love for Merlin.
Merlin was watching the team start to win and for the first time in a long time, Knights of Camelot, won a game at home.
Sure that you can imagine that Arthur Pendragon throw a party at his house to celebrate that big winning team.
Lancelot once more dragged Merlin with him, put a cup of a unknown drink on his hand and them dragged him around like some sort of service dog.
Merlin could've lied. Said "that's fine." and drink till he forget his name and wake up with a bad headache.
But no.
Why?
He just couldn't drink, first of all, he's was anxious. Though medication. Drink some kinda mix of vodka, beer and soda wasn't make him be drunk just dead. Second, he really wants to remember what happened with him and Lancelot that night.
Lance was slightly drunk but not that much. Merlin was laughing of something that Guinevere said and almost kissing her when Lancelot dragged him under several protests.
"What's your problem?!" asked Merlin really angry to him.
"You. Laughing with her. You should laugh with me. Try to kiss me!" yelling to Merlin, Lancelot kiss him. Under the stairs.
And Merlin can swear that Lancelot made him feel magic that night.