#the grief like a brain fog descending on his whenever he’s most happy
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sorry. but the idea of old man merlin puttering around in his kitchen in the early morning, fussing over the seating and chair logistics at his (round) kitchen table, and then getting frustrated with himself at coming up short- and having the bitter realization that he’ll always come up short, by a whole table actually, kills me.
#all over again#the grief like a brain fog descending on his whenever he’s most happy#the mercy of forgetting#even for a second#that a good seating chart + colour coordinated napkins are gonna bring the knights out from the lake and into his kitchen#coolers of gwaine’s favorite beer (he guesses) on hand#leon’s name written in script on his napkin#and (of course) pickled eggs steamed and fresh sitting on arthur’s plate#for a king who’ll be deathly late to his breakfast#it’s killing me#💗🥲#merlin emrys
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