Disclaimer: Not mine. Never mine. *sobs*
"Can't believe… so helpless," Arthur grumbled through the pain as Merlin hastily patched up the latest wound that the prince had reopened trying to return to training too soon.
Merlin glanced up at him, knowing better than to really give Arthur a hard time when the stubborn, independent prat was forced to confront his own vulnerability. "Nonsense, you're not helpless," he said distractedly. "You've got help, it's named Merlin."
Arthur rolled his eyes. "Not what that means, Merlin."
"Well, maybe it should be." Merlin grinned dazzlingly, then tugged the bandages a little too tight just to get Arthur to glare.