[ Arthur grumbles unintelligible through the food in his mouth, closing his eyes as Merlin dries his hair. His head still aches but not as much as it did, and the attention feels nice. Merlin feels nice.

It makes it easier to lie. ]

I didn't want to leave my room only to find you'd burnt down my flat trying to do a fry up.

[ But he does feel somewhat better and Merlin came just for him, so Arthur takes another thoughtful bite and then tilts his head back against Merlin so he can look up at him. ]

And I s'pose I wanted to see you. I do miss you.