Punch and Make up

"Goddammit, Merlin, again?!" he groaned and quickly got up. The sun was high up already but nobody had woken him up. And there was no breakfast and, of course, no Merlin.
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"Are you blind?" Arthur asked when his manservant brought him the wrong armour. "How many times have you polished it? Clearly not enough for you to remember what it looks like!"
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"You know what? Do it yourself, you entitled prick!" yelled Merlin when Arthur complained about the bath being too hot.
Merlin was this close to punching him in the face. But makeup sex was always a better solution.