[Eames takes in a sharp breath, surprised and touched and aching with how much he just wants Arthur to stay. His arms immediately wrap around him, and he lets out the breath, nodding.]
Yeah, okay.
[He holds him close, just listening to their breathing and the pounding of the water.]
I wasn't thinking.
[He leans down to press soft kisses to his head, his forehead, his temple. 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' they say, gently pressed to his skin.]
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Yeah, okay.
[He holds him close, just listening to their breathing and the pounding of the water.]
I wasn't thinking.
[He leans down to press soft kisses to his head, his forehead, his temple. 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' they say, gently pressed to his skin.]