"You really haven't," Eames reply is soft, thoughtful as he drags a hand through the hair at the nape of Arthur's neck. "You can fix it, darling. I've seen you get your way out of worst things than this."
Pressing his lips just above Arthur's temple, Eames closes his eyes for just the breifest moment, just allowing himself this one thing before he speaks, "Come on then Arthur, if we've got to put the world to rights we shouldn't be hanging around in dank alleyways. And I think we're getting in the way of a drug exchange."
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Date: 2011-01-09 02:46 am (UTC)Pressing his lips just above Arthur's temple, Eames closes his eyes for just the breifest moment, just allowing himself this one thing before he speaks, "Come on then Arthur, if we've got to put the world to rights we shouldn't be hanging around in dank alleyways. And I think we're getting in the way of a drug exchange."