Who: Zacharias & Merlin When: Late evening Where: Zach's place What: Merlin is drunk; Zach is a gentleman Rating: PG-13?
Zach had dismissed what Merlin had seen after his confusing attempts to, what was it he had said? 'Get to know' Merlin; it had made the vaguely paranoid former-Gryffindor tailspin into anger, at the fact that Zach wouldn't believe him and at the fact that he'd let himself be fooled into going out with Zach all those times.
He felt used and he supposed it was a good thing, practise for what he'd seen happening between them, something he was sure now would be some kind of attack; waiting for it was killing him.
He tried to keep his mind off it, kept himself busy with work, with tidying Eddie's house and, well, sleeping as that was about the only other thing he did when he wasn't working or housekeeping - nothing worked. The knowledge of what he'd seen hovered inside his head like the lingering of a bad dream and stalked him through the day. He was tense, snappy, losing control of the way his visions would take him over so that he mouthed them off before realising what he'd done at points. He took the weekend off and, although he hadn't planned it, got drunk.
This was how he ended up on Zach's balcony again, banging at the door and somehow managing not to fall backwards over the balcony himself - he was going to put an end to this hell of waiting.