[And they stay cuddled up like that for ages and ages because they're gross and in love.]
[A few weeks later they're drifting through on their way to an outpost for a supply run when Eames feels himself getting that creeping feeling up the back of his neck, the way he's slowly becoming more tense, more combative. It's not something regular — sometimes it's weeks, sometimes months go by with no issue — so he's never really prepared for it, but it's been consistent enough for these last few days that he can't just write it off as a bad mood. Which is... Well, he's not happy about it, that's for sure.]
[After everything this last year, he's hesitant to come to Arthur, but he said he would. Eames paces for a while before he starts looking for him, softly calling Arthur's name when he thinks he's in the same part of the ship to see where he is.]
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[A few weeks later they're drifting through on their way to an outpost for a supply run when Eames feels himself getting that creeping feeling up the back of his neck, the way he's slowly becoming more tense, more combative. It's not something regular — sometimes it's weeks, sometimes months go by with no issue — so he's never really prepared for it, but it's been consistent enough for these last few days that he can't just write it off as a bad mood. Which is... Well, he's not happy about it, that's for sure.]
[After everything this last year, he's hesitant to come to Arthur, but he said he would. Eames paces for a while before he starts looking for him, softly calling Arthur's name when he thinks he's in the same part of the ship to see where he is.]