Yeah well, that's kind of on both of us, isn't it?
[ Neither of them were good at saying how they felt. Eames hid himself with layers of nonchalance. Brushed things off like they were a joke, inconsequential. And Arthur was no better, finding it easier to lean into the barbed words, on the tension that existed in their working relationship.
Never address anything deeper than that. Except now they have and they're here, standing in his bedroom and Eames has flown basically across the world to be here. There's flowers in the kitchen downstairs, Eames in his arms, and he feels full to bursting.
Tilting his head, he presses into the kiss, not even bothering to answer. This is enough. Sighing, he pulls away, flicking a warm gaze to the forger's face as he tugs him towards the bed, hand in hand. ]
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Date: 2018-08-09 09:29 pm (UTC)[ Neither of them were good at saying how they felt. Eames hid himself with layers of nonchalance. Brushed things off like they were a joke, inconsequential. And Arthur was no better, finding it easier to lean into the barbed words, on the tension that existed in their working relationship.
Never address anything deeper than that. Except now they have and they're here, standing in his bedroom and Eames has flown basically across the world to be here. There's flowers in the kitchen downstairs, Eames in his arms, and he feels full to bursting.
Tilting his head, he presses into the kiss, not even bothering to answer. This is enough. Sighing, he pulls away, flicking a warm gaze to the forger's face as he tugs him towards the bed, hand in hand. ]
Get out of all that and come to bed.