Arthur keeps his chin high. “You don’t sound surprised. Or sympathetic.”
The smile slowly returns. Eames tilts his head a little to the side. “Did you want me to be?”
“I can’t say that I particularly care.”
“No, of course not.”
They watch each other, not breaking eye contact, not moving away, not moving any closer.
Finally, Arthur growls quietly. “Are you going to kiss me or not?”
Eames chuckles, his voice low, tugging Arthur closer by his tie. “Darling, I thought you’d never ask.”
I just love this entire exchange. xD The tension between them, then the way that Arthur growls, and Eames pulling him closer by his tie! ♥
When he walks into work the next morning, the forger is the only one there, sprawled out on his favourite chair, an arm thrown across his face obscuring half his face as he is lost in thought.
I love this image, of Eames sprawled out and with his arm over his face. Just gorgeous.
I really liked the way you wrote it from Eames POV but still let us know exactly what it was going through Arthur's mind. And the scene in the street was gorgeous -- lovely and dreamlike in its feel. The bit with Ariadne made me laugh out loud. xD
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Date: 2010-09-02 01:05 pm (UTC)I just love this entire exchange. xD The tension between them, then the way that Arthur growls, and Eames pulling him closer by his tie! ♥
I love this image, of Eames sprawled out and with his arm over his face. Just gorgeous.
I really liked the way you wrote it from Eames POV but still let us know exactly what it was going through Arthur's mind. And the scene in the street was gorgeous -- lovely and dreamlike in its feel. The bit with Ariadne made me laugh out loud. xD
Fantastic work bb! ♥