Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.

-H. Jackson Brown Jnr

Gwaine had a problem. But it wasn't a problem easily solved. This is why he found himself thinking through his options. This particular predicament was a girl called Merlin. She was ordinary enough to anyone else, but in Gwaine's eyes she was magnificent. Where others may see a slightly pretty, extremely short young woman with big blue eyes and a smile that could shatter glass, Gwaine saw this alluring maiden who had sapphire eyes that shone like stars when you told her a joke, needless to say the fall for this woman was unavoidable.

Gwaine had tried time and time again to gain her affections but each try was denied. It wasn't that Merlin had said a flat out no to him, no—it was much worse than that. Every time he talked to her he would say some nonsense. It was pitiful, He was the mighty Gwaine: knight of Camelot and ladies' man, but each time he got near her or looked upon her petite form his brain turned to goo.

So he was contemplating asking for help, he didn't know about such things as… love, the only reason he thought it might be as such is because he hadn't felt this way about anyone, Merlin was special.

He could ask Arthur—He was married and in love but Arthur—however much he tried to deny it, was crazily protective over Merlin. He worried about her like an older brother may and then as if by magic something clicked in his head.
Gwen
She'd be perfect! She would be kind and helpful and defiantly wouldn't judge him. So he pulled himself off the chair and practically ran to the royal chambers, where he met the lady in question heaving a large pile of washing.

"Gwaine!" She called cheerfully upon seeing the ruggedly handsome knight.

"Sunshine... I mean ... Merlin..." He stuttered before he turned and bolted towards the royal chambers.

How could he contend with her?, why did he act like a blundering fool around her? All these questions raced around his head. He suddenly wished he was back in any old tavern getting his thrills from fighting complete strangers. Sure. It was lonely, but he'd never have to deal with affairs such as this. Gwaine finally finished his journey to the most regal part of the castle, He inhaled a deep breath and knocked three times. Guinevere herself answered the door.

"Gwaine... What a surprise!" She said kindly opening the door to allow him entrance "What can i do for you?"

"I need help..." he sighed "I think... I ...think i'm in love..." He finished unsure

"Right... And you need help because?"

"It's Merlin. I love Merlin."

Gwen's chocolate eyes nearly popped from her scull with shock, Of course she knew about her best friends lingering feelings for the attractive Irish man, but she'd assumed it was just a crush. Merlin had made the queen promise to tell no one, not even Arthur as the torment from him would be unbearable.
Guinevere chewed on her lip, all possible scenarios playing in her head; How could she tell Gwaine that Merlin reciprocated his feelings without actually telling him. That's when an idea crossed her mind, She could help Gwaine get his girl.

"Okay, so you know the plan?"

Gwen asked handing the knight the bundle of flowers, The queen had been briefed as to the goings-on of the pair and with a few head shakes and face palms she was finally up to date.

"Apologize for earlier and ask her on a ride."

"You got it. I'll clear up both of your absences with Arthur." Guinevere watched as the usually slick and uncaring knight paced terrified "Gwaine, Everything will be fine."

"What if-"

"Go."

"But-"

"You'll miss her if your not careful!"

Gwaine pulled open the door and practically threw himself out. He collided with something hard and metal.

"Owwww..." Merlin cried as Arthur's helmet rolled down the hall on it's side.

"Merlin!" Gwaine knelled next to her "You alright?" he asked in his irresistible Irish brogue.

"Fine... I'm fine..." She said a little dazed.

Merlin had hit her head on the floor pretty damn hard.

She stumbled forward "Got...to... get... this to... Arthur..." She mumbled almost sleepily.

"Nonono." Gwaine told her.

He caught her as she stumbled as she went off to find the helmet, "I think you should go to Gaius"

"Gaius... Gaiiuuusss" She giggled at the name as she rolled it around on her tongue testing it out, He smiled slightly he'd never seen Merlin so carefree and happy, Even when she joked she always looked like she was carrying a heavy burden.

"Okay, That's enough sunshine" He muttered as he wrapped his strong muscled arms around her back and hefted her to his chest, Merlin weighed practically nothing as he carried her bridal style to Gaius' chambers, her forehead head rested on his bearded jaw and arms wrapped carefully around his neck.

"Gwaine..."

"Yeah"

"You smell good."