Arthur stared at the large, overly frosted, cupcakes with distrust. Nothing, he decided, nothing that sweet should ever be going near his mouth, or Merlin's for that matter.
He shook his head.
Had Arthur not been keeping half an eye on his gift to Merlin, he may have entirely missed the thing being torn from the packaging. If he needed further confirmation that, yes, getting Merlin something, even late, was a good idea, here it was in flying paper.