the unhidden heart (слэш)

“What?” he asks, belligerent. Merlin doesn’t flinch.
“You saw.”
“I see a lot of things.” He doesn’t know why he can’t just come out and say it. I saw you using magic. I know you saved my life. Or maybe he does: saying the words out loud would mean he has to do something about them, like confirm that the truth exists outside of this liminal space. “More than you give me credit for, apparently.”