Chapter 6: He thought he knew

A/N: I don't really ship Merthur, but this idea popped into my head and I thought I'd explore it. Tell me what you think!

He thought he knew what love was. He thought he knew by the way his heart warmed at the sight of Guinevere's soft smile. He thought he knew by the soft skin of her hip and the sensual sigh that ghosted past her full lips as his fingers trailed there. He thought he knew until he found himself wishing the eyes he were staring into were blue instead of brown. He thought he knew until he wished he were waking up to an annoying man prodding at him until he woke instead of the presence of his kind wife, gently kissing him on the cheek before leaving him to rest.

He thought he knew but he didn't.

And it caused an immeasurable amount of pain to the people he loved.

Because he did love Gwen. Just not in the way he wished he did.

Because he did love Merlin. Just not the way he should.

He wished he'd never known what love was.