#laughing at the noticeable lack of 'forgiven someone who wronged them' xD

[somewherebetweenrage]

MUSE’S LIFE EXPERIENCES

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defence | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something  | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped By A Stranger | Been Groped By Someone They Know | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Has A Noticeable Physical Defect | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury | Kneed Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured/Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘: stolen from @shieldretired ​

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆: @theresastargirl , @acertainfemininemystique , @imperatore-falcone , @survivcrsguilt & anyone else who wants!

#laughing at the noticeable lack of 'forgiven someone who wronged them' xD #man erik has done a lot throughout his life xD #adopted a kid in italics cos its verse dependent (ie happens in my main verses) #not that a lot of the 'been to' ones - erik has actually CAUSED #about: i am no hero. merely a man who has seen and done and endured what can never be forgotten or forgiven #ooc: out of patience #queue: we are the future

[themisanthropiclycanthrope]

are you still taking prompts? if yes then Merlahad (slight au): Merlin has been on a long undercover mission (right hand of a gangster boss) ever since before Eggsy was recruited for Kingsman, though through Dean and his own activities on the wrong side of the law Eggsy did have some encounters with this version of Merlin. Mission finished, Merlin returns home to Harry while Egssy is over for a visit. Eggsy being shocked that his mentor is dating a notorious criminal before harry explains.

I absolutely am! I adore these two, and it turns out I also rather like writing them. More prompts are welcome, if I haven’t scared y’all off xD

Remember that deleted scene from TSS that made an appearance in TGC? Yep, that one. That’s where this begins.

These things keep getting longer! Continue beneath the cut, or on AO3.

When the dining table and kitchen had beentidied to Harry’s satisfaction, Eggsy mentally prepared himself for the nextlesson, whatever it might be. Hopefully something involving less fuckingcutlery.

As awesome as this was, learning to be agentleman spy and all, nobody could seriously ever need that many knivesfor one meal.

But before Harry could launch intoinstruction for another ridiculously posh custom, he became momentarilydistracted by his glasses, smiled to himself, and promptly seemed to forgetEggsy was even there.

Eggsy followed as he strode from thekitchen, paced the circumference of the living room, and began needlesslystraightening some of his random knick-knacks with a sort of restless energy.Eggsy had thought he’d gotten a pretty good handle on the man’s eccentricities,but this was new.

After watching him check his watch threetimes in as many minutes, Eggsy caved in to his curiosity.

“We waitin’ for something?”

“Hmm?” Harry blinked at him, seemed torecall his existence, and then the dopey smile was back. “Oh, yes. We’reexpecting a visitor, any moment now.”

That was…intriguing. Eggsy was under theimpression Harry didn’t receive many visitors here at his mews house. Madesense, him being a spy and that. Before he could enquire further, however, theywere interrupted by the sound of the door opening and Harry dashed from theroom.

That was even more intriguing. Thisvisitor didn’t need to knock or ring the doorbell, nor fear the securitysystem.

Eggsy could hear voices—Harry and anotherman—but too indistinct to make out the words. What really caught his attentionwas the silence that fell moments later. It was a heavy, charged silence thatspoke volumes, and Eggsy smirked to himself as he imagined what might havecaused the lull in conversation.

Harry hadn’t explicitly told him to stayput, so Eggsy stuck his head out into the hall, grinning at the sight that methim. He wasn’t really all that surprised to be proven correct in hisassumption, but it was still quite a picture: Harry pressed bodily to the otherman, clinging to him in a tight embrace, kissing him like his life depended onit.

Not being a complete and utter bastard,Eggsy ducked back into the living room, allowing them their privacy. See, hewas learning.

Several long minutes later, footstepsapproached, and now he could hear what was being said.

“Christ, it’s good to be home.” This wasthe newcomer, and Eggsy could hear the smile behind the Scottish accent.

“And I’m very glad to finally have youback.” That was an understatement, judging from what Eggsy had witnessed. “It’sbeen dreadfully dull without you. Oh, except…there’s someone I’d like you tomeet.”

Eggsy could forgive Harry for almostforgetting him again; he was obviously rather preoccupied with his reunion.Still, he was eager to meet this mysterious bloke Harry was clearly soenamoured with. There had, until now, been no indication he was in a relationship.Quite the opposite, in fact.

Harry appeared in the doorway with aflourish and a smile. “Allow me to introduce—”

“The fuck?”

Eggsy’s smile vanished immediately theother man came into view. Decorum be damned, he jabbed an accusatory finger atthe new arrival. “What the fuck’s he doing ’ere?”

Nonplussed, Harry faltered, looking fromthe thunderous Eggsy to his bemused guest. “Do you know each other?”

“No, I don’t think so,” the bloke said,and Eggsy wondered if this was all some kind of test. Or a weird, elaboratejoke.

“Nah, but I know who he is. He works forMad Micky!”

The Scot had the nerve to chuckle at that.“It’s lucky he never heard you call him that. He hated that name with apassion.”

“Ah, Eggsy, I think you’ve got your wires crossed.Merlin isn’t actually—”

“No, bruv, I know what I saw. Me and memates, we was watching the night youse lot trashed Kev Anderson’s pub. An’Dean, he told me what you did to the Mitchell brothers.”

All traces of humour abruptly vanishedfrom the man’s face. His shoulders sagged and he squeezed his eyes closed for asecond. Harry noticed, slid a hand into his and grasped his fingers tightly.

“Why don’t you go and sit down, love,”Harry suggested, his voice soft. “Eggsy and I will make some tea.”

A grateful nod, and the man moved pastEggsy to sink onto the sofa. Eggsy just stared at Harry, dumbfounded.

“But—”

“Now, Eggsy.”

There were times one just didn’t ignoreHarry Hart, and this was one such time. Eggsy threw one more suspicious glanceat the man on the sofa, then trailed off after Harry into the kitchen.

“Harry, what the fuck—”

“Stop!”

Eggsy blinked, shocked into silence by thesteel in Harry’s voice. His gaze, boring into Eggsy, was just as sharp.

“Merlin is one of us. He’s a Kingsman.He doesn’t often undertake fieldwork, but has been undercover for the past ninemonths, gaining Michael Thompson’s trust in order to gather information andcrack his networks so we can finally break the hold he has on the trade ofillegal weapons and drugs and put a stop to his reign of terror. He’s fucking exhaustedand what he really does not need right now is you reminding him ofeverything he’s had to witness and do in order to keep the rest of us safe.”

“Shit.” Eggsy deflated, feeling like aproper prat and more than a little guilty for jumping to conclusions. “I’msorry, I had no idea.”

Harry softened at Eggsy’s obvious remorse.“Of course not. Though I’d have hoped that by now you’d have a little morefaith in me.”

Eggsy grimaced. “Yeah. Sorry.”

“I can hardly fault your instinct. I amtraining you to be spy, after all.” He smiled then, and Eggsy knew he wasforgiven. “But there’s someone else to whom you owe an apology.”

“Oh, yeah, ’course.”

Eggsy left Harry making the tea andreturned to the living room with his tail between his legs. Merlin eyed himwith wary amusement.

“Do I need to put my guard back up?”

“Nah, bruv.” Eggsy sat in an armchair,leaning forward, elbows on knees, in earnest appeal. “I’m really sorry forgoin’ off at you like that. I honestly thought you were one of them.” 

“Don’t worry about it.” The corner ofMerlin’s mouth ticked up in a smile. “It means my cover was a success, eh?”

“Yeah, I guess it was.” Eggsy relaxed. Forall the man looked the image of a gangster boss’s right-hand man, now thatEggsy really looked, he could see that a gentle soul resided beneath the fierceexterior. “So it was a success then, the mission?”

“Aye. We’ve gathered enough evidence tosend the bastard and most of his associates down for life, and his trade linkshave been severed.”

“Good work, bruv.” Eggsy smiled, trulygrateful that one more crook was off the streets. He sat forward and offeredhis hand. “I’m Eggsy. Harry’s sponsoring me for a position in Kingsman.”

“Oh? Then I’m very glad you weren’t armedback there.” He reached forward to shake Eggsy’s hand. “I’m Merlin.”

Harry appeared then carrying a tray of teathings and smiling at the two of them, probably relieved they weren’t at eachother’s throats. He poured and stirred, clearly not needing to ask how Merlintook his, and handed out the cups before sitting down beside Merlin. Closeenough that when he shifted, his knee bumped up against Merlin’s, and Eggsydidn’t think that was an accident.

“So,” he said, recalling that passionatesnog in the hallway. “You two, you’re an item, yeah?”

Merlin regarded him, one eyebrow arched.“Is that a problem?”

“Nah, it’s cool.” He smirked at them both,almost a leer. “I’ve never seen Harry smile like that before.”

Merlin laughed and Harry actually blushed.Unimpressed, he cleared his throat and levelled a stern glare at Eggsy, althoughit was lacking the heat from before.

“I believe we’ve covered enough groundtoday, Eggsy. I’ll continue your instruction tomorrow.”

Eggsy could take a hint. “Yeah. I’ll letyouse get back to your…reunion.”

“If you would be so kind.”

And Eggsy was once again forgotten,Harry’s attention firmly on his newly returned partner.

Not offended in the slightest, Eggsy madea swift exit.

#kingsman #fiction #merlahad #harry hart #merlin #prompt fic #anonymous #spot the british pop culture reference