It all started when you were sat at the bar in the local tavern in Camelot which you do every so often to support your friend who owns it. She’s called Tabatha and every time you’re there, Gwaine flirts with you because unbeknownst to you, he loves you.

Now here you are, at your place because Gwaine got into a bad fight with someone who tried to make a move on you, after you rejected them.

Gwaine winces as the warm cloth drags along his skin carefully to clean the cut and he tries to move away but you grab him. “Will you stop moving?” You huff, cleaning the nasty cut made on him while he was in a fight.

“Well it does hurt you know.” He says, rolling his eyes before landing on you, staring at you for a while. He continues to look at you before he grabs your wrists to stop your movements.