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awritinglilypeaTitle: Broken Down
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Valiant, Merlin/? eventual
Rating: NC-17 for graphic violence.
Complete: No.
Genre: Angst, h/c
Prompt: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
kinkme_merlin prompt here
Summary: Merlin decides, despite Valiant's warnings to go out and have a little fun, but will he suffer the consequences of his actions?
Warnings: Contains domestic abuse, violence and possibly triggering materials, ESPECIALLY in this chapter.
Beta'd by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ibonekoen. One of the best friend's a girl could have, and an excellent editor.
Prologue
Chapter One
“Merlin, just the person I was hoping to see,” Gwaine greeted his friend jovially, his arms friend wide as he did so, standing in the aisle of Gaius’ store.
“Oh?” Merlin asked, as he pivoted on one foot, turning to look at him, a clipboard clenched in his fingers and a pencil behind his ear for safekeeping.
Gwaine nodded his head and Merlin couldn’t help but smile a bit, because, in the end, he was truly happy to see his friend. Gwaine always had such a happy demeanor about him, much in the same way as Gwen only he was not without angst and had a temper to match his happiness. However Gwaine was as loyal and protective as they came.
“Of course,” Gwaine told him, assured him. “I was wondering if you would like to go see a movie tonight, something horribly, bloody terrible really. Like that new horror movie with the caves, I figure we could point, laugh and generally just have loads of fun. We could go to the pub after, maybe play some darts?”
Merlin almost nodded in agreement, eager to agree then froze with a shake of his head. “I can’t,” he murmured, looking down at the clipboard in mock concentration.
If Valiant got angry with him for hanging out with Gwen who Merlin certainly had no romantic feelings for Merlin could only imagine how he would feel about him hanging out with Gwaine who was gorgeous and for whom Valiant had very few warm feelings toward. Not that Valiant had warm feeling toward anyone, really.
“I can’t,” Merlin insisted when he saw the look on Gwaine’s face, feeling guilty for refusing, especially since Gwaine had been nothing but kind to him since they’d met in school.
“Why not? It’s just a bit of fun,” Gwaine said as he grasped Merlin’s shoulders with both hands and shook him lightly, a big grin on his face as he did so. He figured Merlin needed some fun, as Arthur had texted him something about problems with Valiant, he hadn’t read the whole thing of course but had headed out right away to cheer up his friend.
“Don’t,” Merlin snarled at him before he pushed him away, his eyes widened in fear as he stumbled and almost fell over a pile of cans. “I’m sorry,” he apologized immediately, ducking his head and shoving one hand into his pocket.
“Hey,” Gwaine adopted a soothing tone of voice immediately -- well, as soothing as he could manage -- and held up both hands, taking a step backward he found himself worrying. “I wouldn’t hurt you, you know, and you have nothing to be sorry for, I really shouldn’t have touched you.”
Merlin managed a smile and nodded his head. “I know, sorry. I guess I’m just a bit jumpy lately, I should get back to work,” he gestured to the clipboard and pulled the pencil down from behind his ear, turning partially away from Gwaine.
“C’mon Merlin, come to the movie with me please, no one else will go and even if someone else would it wouldn’t be nearly as fun as it is when you come,” Gwaine pleaded playfully, pouting and getting in his space, albeit a little more cautiously this time.
It only took a minute or two more of calculation on Merlin’s part; if it was an early film he could be home before Valiant would even know he went out, and it had been a while since he had been able to talk to and hang out with Gwaine.
“Very well,” Merlin agreed grudgingly, “I’m off at three,” he told Gwaine before he made a shooing motion with his hands as Gaius walked out from the back-room, clearly set on scolding Merlin for not doing his work.
Making his way out of the theatre about five hours later Merlin held his aching stomach as he laughed at Gwaine’s flailing impression of one of the blonde, no brained big breasted stars of the film, his mouth wide and his eyes even wider.
“Oh god,” Merlin hunched over, laughing even more. “The look on your face.”
Gwaine chuckled as he slung an arm around Merlin’s shoulders he dropped an affectionate kiss on his forehead, smiling a little more as he did so. It had been a while since the two of them had hung out without Valiant around and Gwaine and he certainly didn’t get along.
“I’m glad you came, you should get out more often,” Gwaine encouraged him.
Merlin’s smile fell away and he nodded his head, “yeah, I should shouldn’t I?” he asked him, arching an eyebrow. Worry began to nag at him as he looked at his watch, “I should get back home.”
“Why? Surely Valiant wouldn’t begrudge you a little fun?” Gwaine teased lightly. “Seriously though? Why are you so nervous?”
Merlin shook his head, stepping away from Gwaine, “no reason, no reason at all.”
“Is he...does he hurt you Merlin or tell us you can’t see us?” Gwaine asked him, having read the texts from Gwen and Arthur earlier, as well as his recall of experiences when he was younger and his mother had dated a rather violent man.
“No,” Merlin looked shocked, and allowed himself to be angry that these questions were being asked now. “Why the fuck would you even ask me that?” he shoved Gwaine’s hand away when his friend reached for him.
“Okay, okay I’m sorry, it was wrong of me, Val’s a stand up guy, just because he and I don’t get along doesn’t mean I should say bad things about him,” Gwaine held up his hands, surrendering for the moment.
“Now,” he tried to soothe Merlin. “What did you think about that one dumb bloke? The one who decided to go further into the cave remember the look on his face as he was dragged away?” Gwaine mimicked the face, even going so far as to lay down on the ground of a hill they were passing by and claw at the earth.
Anything to get that look out of Merlin’s eyes really.
Merlin walked into his flat humming as he did so he smiled at the thought of what a fun time he’d had, remembering he and Gwaine laughing at the vast explosions and pointless gore in the movie they’d seen and the many impressions afterward. He approached the answering machine which was flashing and pressed play, smiling just a bit when he heard the messages that followed.
“Hello Merlin, it’s Arthur. Was hoping you’d like to stop by the pub tonight, Leon and I should be here till about 10 or so, so don’t be a stranger. Been a while mate, I find I miss your ears.”
Merlin’s smile widened and he shook his head at Arthur’s message, rolling his eyes as the next one began to play.
“Hello pet, it’s Gwaine, as if you didn’t know. Thanks for seeing the movie with me, hope no one groped you on the Tube on the way back to your flat. Let me know you got in all right mate, you’ve been looking a bit peekish, anyway, you’re a cheap date but a good one.”
“Date was it? “A familiar voice sounded from the kitchen, practically growling and Merlin froze up immediately in response, letting out a soft gasp.
“Val,” Merlin breathed, turning to look at him slowly he flinched at the look on Valiant’s face. “It wasn’t like that, I-I promise, it was just a movie,” he fought to explain, backing up toward the door as he got a good look at him, and how angry he was. “You know how Gwaine is, he’s always joking around,” he felt scared to the core, as he tried to figure out some way out of this, feeling as though if Valiant got a hold of him this would be the worst beating yet.
“Yes, I do, I know how he is, bloody whore, just like you,” Valiant growled before he darted forward and grabbed Merlin before he could move again, slamming his back into the wall.
“No,” Merlin struggled to get away from him, kicking his legs out it wasn’t long before the wind was knocked out of him as Valiant hit him hard in the stomach. He wheezed, winded but didn’t stop struggling, remembering the concern expressed by Gwen, and Gwaine earlier.
“We’re worried for you Merlin, it’s not good to get all wrapped up in one person,” Gwaine had told him earlier, just before Merlin had left him to get on the Tube.
It wasn’t. This was where it led, to fear pulsing through his veins and a feeling of nausea at the thought of one day Valiant killing him.
“I’m not a whore,” Merlin forced out the words, anger flooding him before he cried out a moment later as Valiant’s fist slammed into his face, causing him to hunch over, his hands covering his face as blood spurted from his nose and a fist drove up into his ribs hard enough to send him tumbling to the ground.
He sobbed, trying to crawl away, almost choking on his own blood as Valiant’s feet got into the mix, still clad in well worn and well structured hard toed boots if the bruises he could feel forming on his abdomen were any indication.
Merlin lost track of time, as blow after blow rained down on him and he tried to protect himself by curling into a ball. He cried out, struggling just the slightest bit until one brutal hit sent him skittering to near unconsciousness.
He only barely registered Valiant’s harsh breathing, and the almost panicked note in his voice as he spoke next.
“Merlin, wake up, oh God,” he said, just before Merlin fell in deep his last thought was of the worried look on Gwaine’s face earlier, and how they had all been right. He would have laughed if he could.
Next Chapter
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Valiant, Merlin/? eventual
Rating: NC-17 for graphic violence.
Complete: No.
Genre: Angst, h/c
Prompt: Written for
kinkme_merlin prompt hereSummary: Merlin decides, despite Valiant's warnings to go out and have a little fun, but will he suffer the consequences of his actions?
Warnings: Contains domestic abuse, violence and possibly triggering materials, ESPECIALLY in this chapter.
Beta'd by
ibonekoen. One of the best friend's a girl could have, and an excellent editor.Prologue
Chapter One
“Merlin, just the person I was hoping to see,” Gwaine greeted his friend jovially, his arms friend wide as he did so, standing in the aisle of Gaius’ store.
“Oh?” Merlin asked, as he pivoted on one foot, turning to look at him, a clipboard clenched in his fingers and a pencil behind his ear for safekeeping.
Gwaine nodded his head and Merlin couldn’t help but smile a bit, because, in the end, he was truly happy to see his friend. Gwaine always had such a happy demeanor about him, much in the same way as Gwen only he was not without angst and had a temper to match his happiness. However Gwaine was as loyal and protective as they came.
“Of course,” Gwaine told him, assured him. “I was wondering if you would like to go see a movie tonight, something horribly, bloody terrible really. Like that new horror movie with the caves, I figure we could point, laugh and generally just have loads of fun. We could go to the pub after, maybe play some darts?”
Merlin almost nodded in agreement, eager to agree then froze with a shake of his head. “I can’t,” he murmured, looking down at the clipboard in mock concentration.
If Valiant got angry with him for hanging out with Gwen who Merlin certainly had no romantic feelings for Merlin could only imagine how he would feel about him hanging out with Gwaine who was gorgeous and for whom Valiant had very few warm feelings toward. Not that Valiant had warm feeling toward anyone, really.
“I can’t,” Merlin insisted when he saw the look on Gwaine’s face, feeling guilty for refusing, especially since Gwaine had been nothing but kind to him since they’d met in school.
“Why not? It’s just a bit of fun,” Gwaine said as he grasped Merlin’s shoulders with both hands and shook him lightly, a big grin on his face as he did so. He figured Merlin needed some fun, as Arthur had texted him something about problems with Valiant, he hadn’t read the whole thing of course but had headed out right away to cheer up his friend.
“Don’t,” Merlin snarled at him before he pushed him away, his eyes widened in fear as he stumbled and almost fell over a pile of cans. “I’m sorry,” he apologized immediately, ducking his head and shoving one hand into his pocket.
“Hey,” Gwaine adopted a soothing tone of voice immediately -- well, as soothing as he could manage -- and held up both hands, taking a step backward he found himself worrying. “I wouldn’t hurt you, you know, and you have nothing to be sorry for, I really shouldn’t have touched you.”
Merlin managed a smile and nodded his head. “I know, sorry. I guess I’m just a bit jumpy lately, I should get back to work,” he gestured to the clipboard and pulled the pencil down from behind his ear, turning partially away from Gwaine.
“C’mon Merlin, come to the movie with me please, no one else will go and even if someone else would it wouldn’t be nearly as fun as it is when you come,” Gwaine pleaded playfully, pouting and getting in his space, albeit a little more cautiously this time.
It only took a minute or two more of calculation on Merlin’s part; if it was an early film he could be home before Valiant would even know he went out, and it had been a while since he had been able to talk to and hang out with Gwaine.
“Very well,” Merlin agreed grudgingly, “I’m off at three,” he told Gwaine before he made a shooing motion with his hands as Gaius walked out from the back-room, clearly set on scolding Merlin for not doing his work.
Making his way out of the theatre about five hours later Merlin held his aching stomach as he laughed at Gwaine’s flailing impression of one of the blonde, no brained big breasted stars of the film, his mouth wide and his eyes even wider.
“Oh god,” Merlin hunched over, laughing even more. “The look on your face.”
Gwaine chuckled as he slung an arm around Merlin’s shoulders he dropped an affectionate kiss on his forehead, smiling a little more as he did so. It had been a while since the two of them had hung out without Valiant around and Gwaine and he certainly didn’t get along.
“I’m glad you came, you should get out more often,” Gwaine encouraged him.
Merlin’s smile fell away and he nodded his head, “yeah, I should shouldn’t I?” he asked him, arching an eyebrow. Worry began to nag at him as he looked at his watch, “I should get back home.”
“Why? Surely Valiant wouldn’t begrudge you a little fun?” Gwaine teased lightly. “Seriously though? Why are you so nervous?”
Merlin shook his head, stepping away from Gwaine, “no reason, no reason at all.”
“Is he...does he hurt you Merlin or tell us you can’t see us?” Gwaine asked him, having read the texts from Gwen and Arthur earlier, as well as his recall of experiences when he was younger and his mother had dated a rather violent man.
“No,” Merlin looked shocked, and allowed himself to be angry that these questions were being asked now. “Why the fuck would you even ask me that?” he shoved Gwaine’s hand away when his friend reached for him.
“Okay, okay I’m sorry, it was wrong of me, Val’s a stand up guy, just because he and I don’t get along doesn’t mean I should say bad things about him,” Gwaine held up his hands, surrendering for the moment.
“Now,” he tried to soothe Merlin. “What did you think about that one dumb bloke? The one who decided to go further into the cave remember the look on his face as he was dragged away?” Gwaine mimicked the face, even going so far as to lay down on the ground of a hill they were passing by and claw at the earth.
Anything to get that look out of Merlin’s eyes really.
Merlin walked into his flat humming as he did so he smiled at the thought of what a fun time he’d had, remembering he and Gwaine laughing at the vast explosions and pointless gore in the movie they’d seen and the many impressions afterward. He approached the answering machine which was flashing and pressed play, smiling just a bit when he heard the messages that followed.
“Hello Merlin, it’s Arthur. Was hoping you’d like to stop by the pub tonight, Leon and I should be here till about 10 or so, so don’t be a stranger. Been a while mate, I find I miss your ears.”
Merlin’s smile widened and he shook his head at Arthur’s message, rolling his eyes as the next one began to play.
“Hello pet, it’s Gwaine, as if you didn’t know. Thanks for seeing the movie with me, hope no one groped you on the Tube on the way back to your flat. Let me know you got in all right mate, you’ve been looking a bit peekish, anyway, you’re a cheap date but a good one.”
“Date was it? “A familiar voice sounded from the kitchen, practically growling and Merlin froze up immediately in response, letting out a soft gasp.
“Val,” Merlin breathed, turning to look at him slowly he flinched at the look on Valiant’s face. “It wasn’t like that, I-I promise, it was just a movie,” he fought to explain, backing up toward the door as he got a good look at him, and how angry he was. “You know how Gwaine is, he’s always joking around,” he felt scared to the core, as he tried to figure out some way out of this, feeling as though if Valiant got a hold of him this would be the worst beating yet.
“Yes, I do, I know how he is, bloody whore, just like you,” Valiant growled before he darted forward and grabbed Merlin before he could move again, slamming his back into the wall.
“No,” Merlin struggled to get away from him, kicking his legs out it wasn’t long before the wind was knocked out of him as Valiant hit him hard in the stomach. He wheezed, winded but didn’t stop struggling, remembering the concern expressed by Gwen, and Gwaine earlier.
“We’re worried for you Merlin, it’s not good to get all wrapped up in one person,” Gwaine had told him earlier, just before Merlin had left him to get on the Tube.
It wasn’t. This was where it led, to fear pulsing through his veins and a feeling of nausea at the thought of one day Valiant killing him.
“I’m not a whore,” Merlin forced out the words, anger flooding him before he cried out a moment later as Valiant’s fist slammed into his face, causing him to hunch over, his hands covering his face as blood spurted from his nose and a fist drove up into his ribs hard enough to send him tumbling to the ground.
He sobbed, trying to crawl away, almost choking on his own blood as Valiant’s feet got into the mix, still clad in well worn and well structured hard toed boots if the bruises he could feel forming on his abdomen were any indication.
Merlin lost track of time, as blow after blow rained down on him and he tried to protect himself by curling into a ball. He cried out, struggling just the slightest bit until one brutal hit sent him skittering to near unconsciousness.
He only barely registered Valiant’s harsh breathing, and the almost panicked note in his voice as he spoke next.
“Merlin, wake up, oh God,” he said, just before Merlin fell in deep his last thought was of the worried look on Gwaine’s face earlier, and how they had all been right. He would have laughed if he could.
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Date: 2011-08-04 02:20 am (UTC)Valiant's a bastard!!!
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Date: 2011-08-04 02:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-04 02:56 am (UTC)I didn't tell in previous comment, but I love the story. :)
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Date: 2011-08-04 03:07 am (UTC)I'm glad you do. I am finding the Merlin family quite a nice comfortable place to be.
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Date: 2011-08-04 03:16 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-08-04 02:53 am (UTC)Good job and I read the last chapter. So where is the next? :p
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Date: 2011-08-04 02:55 am (UTC)The next will be up around the same time tomorrow. You'll just have to wait.
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Date: 2011-08-04 03:07 am (UTC)And I'll have to make sure to check it after I get off work tomorrow night to see what you have came up with.
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Date: 2011-08-04 03:10 am (UTC)I hope I have it up by then in that case. Chapter Three is already written, just needs tweaking I am too tired to do tonight.
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Date: 2011-08-04 03:25 am (UTC)What terror he must've felt...
Let me guess, Valiant's going to be sorry for nearly beating him to death??
It's time for Valiant's ass to be kicked! Poor, poor Merlin!
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Date: 2011-08-04 11:25 am (UTC)Maybe he will, maybe he won't...
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Date: 2011-08-04 11:48 am (UTC)Poor poor Merlin, somebody please help this poor boy and stop this abuse>
Great chapter.
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Date: 2011-08-04 10:33 pm (UTC)I know, I feel like a terrible person.
I'm glad you're enjoying it though.
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Date: 2011-08-04 10:36 pm (UTC)N'awww, thanks! I'm glad you're enjoying it. That icon is gorg.
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Date: 2011-08-05 11:40 am (UTC)I do hope Merlin is going to be okay, please post more soon.
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Date: 2011-08-06 01:46 am (UTC)I have posted more so when you wake up tomorrow and I am still in bed cause you're hours ahead you can read it :D
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Date: 2011-08-06 08:55 am (UTC)*bites nails*
I can't -- I can't even. Poor Merlin. DDD:
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Date: 2011-08-06 02:21 pm (UTC)