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When Merlin realizes he loves you, and trying to tell you.

He knows he’s in deep after your first date.

He’s not young and naive anymore. He’s been on dates before – he’s seen other women, dated other women, kissed other women. But…

He’s never felt this way before. 

He knows it’s love on a Saturday morning in October. He’s at his desk, typing away at work after pancakes and bacon and too many maple syrup kisses. Weekends like this had started to become routine. You’d been lounging in the king-sized bed reading for most of the morning, but after insisting you do his laundry – it’d been a long week and he had accrued quite the pile – you carried a laundry basket full to the basement. Your raise your voice, and Merlin’s heart swells from his spot at his desk.

“Ham’! Where’s your laundry detergent?!”

It’s so domestic and sweet and wonderful. 

That’s when he knows he loves you and he wants this to be forever.

He waits to tell you though. He waits on his heels, a bit fearful of rejection. Was it too soon? Was it rushed? Would he scare you off? 

And then, one night, while you two are curled up on the couch with beers in hands and socked feet up on the coffee table, and maybe you’re both a little drunk but everything is wonderful. You’re both just locked in the glow of one another, and he blurts it out.

“I love you.”

Your eyes light up and any worry he had before is gone when you plop you beer down on the coffee table and crawl into his lap. “I love you too, Hamish.”