#vampireproblems

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[This is one of those moments in life where knowing something isn't the same as being at all prepared to face it. Eames has known all about the types of people Arthur works with for some time now; killers with an incredible strength and hunger just below the surface-- some much older than Arthur and stronger for it.]

[He doesn't know if that was the case this time, or what even caused the fight, but he knows that Arthur's in a bad dtate and getting hom home was a struggle. He eventually manages to get Arthur to the bed, laying him down as if he really knows what to do here.]

Arthur-- Arthur, look at me.

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Obviously.

[It's really not even a question, and he's grinning as he looks up at the ceiling.]

You are stiff competition though.

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[Arthur smiles to himself, his eyes falling shut.]

I just like hearing you make all that noise.

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If you think that's good, you should hear me when I cut myself shaving.

[Bleased be the inventor of the electric razor tbh]

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[He makes an amused sound.]

Let's not move for a long time.

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I can't say I have any objections to staying in bed with a handsome man.

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[A moment of silence, and then:]

I love you.

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[Eames doesn't reply, though he grins and Arthur can no doubt hear the slight flutter of his heartbeat. He sighs instead, raising his knee a little to nudge Arthur's side.]

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[Arthur may or may not be already falling asleep here, settling in for a nice nap. Eames is a good pillow in any case.]

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[Ugh but he just woke up!!!]

[Eames just sighs and puts his arms around Arthur because apparently this is his life for the next couple of hours.]

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[Ah but who wouldn't want a handsome vampire sleeping on them. Arthur only sleeps for about an hour anyway, and when he wakes up he feels refreshed, still having all that energy from Eames' blood in his system.]

[That doesn't mean he leaps out of bed or anything but he does sigh happily and nuzzles in to Eames' chest a little more.]

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[Eames hums softly and combs some hair back on Arthur's head, curling a lock of it around a finger idly with a little sigh.]

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[Arthur lifts his head sleepily to grin at him, looking like he'd come kiss him if the rest of his body weren't comfy as hell already.]

You're too good to me.

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Yeah.

[He says it with a small laugh in his voice, busying his hands with Arthur's hair and trailing his fingers up his shoulders and such.]

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[Arthur smiles because he loves it when Eames is affectionate with him. It's so comforting]

How's your arm?

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A little sore, nothing to write home about. You were pretty gentle.

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Good.

[He takes a deep breath and considers getting up. He gets a little of the way there, pushing himself up off of Eames' stomach.]

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[Eames makes a small noise of complaint at that, looking at Arthur to see what he's up to. Honestly, Eames should probably get up for a little bit, but on the other hand what if he just stayed in bed with Arthur forever?]

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[Arthur grins at him, a little amused.]

I just have a few things to take care of before I turn in for the day, but I'll be right back.

[He gets up all the way and slips off the bed, not bothering with clothes at the moment.]

It's just a couple emails, I promise.

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[Eames reaches out and puts a hand on Arthur's arm in protest, but he doesn't grab him or anything, just lets Arthur slip out of his touch and grumbles as he turns on his side and pulls the covers up over himself.]

First you fall asleep on me, then you leave me.

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[It's good-natured, but still. Huff.]

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I'll be right back.

[Arthur's feeling far too wonderful to be successfully guilt-tripped like this, and he saunters out to find his computer and address this darn emails he keeps talking about. It really only takes him about twenty minutes to get through them, and then he comes back to Eames' room still completely naked to see if he's still laying down and available for cuddling.]

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[Eames is still there, because unlike this old man he understands that smartphones can be used for email and various other methods of communication. He's curled up with his phone, taking care of his own business when Arthur comes back, and squints at him.]

Bring me anything?

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Just myself.

[He comes over and leans in for a very domestic kiss.]

Did you want something other than that?

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[Eames leans up into the kiss, reaching up to cup Arthur's face before he lays back down.]

Some chocolate might've been nice. Or a biscuit. Maybe a new watch...

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Well, you got me.

[That's Arthur's way of saying he's not going back to the kitchen to get the things they potentially have as he crawls into bed next to Eames and immediately starts to curl into him. Warm body and all that.]

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[Eames puts an arm around Arthur to pull him closer, nosing at the top of his head and grumbling a little into his hair like he could ever be disappointed with this.]