"I try not to shut up if I can help it," Eames hums agreeably. Arthur has him on his toes, waiting for the other shoe to drop any minute now, he's already fluffing up a smoke screen so it doesn't feel that jarring when he disappears into the mist like a ninja. Jesus, these analogies are getting just as cheesy as his teasing.
So, he surrenders himself to Arthur's fussing. And if he leans against him whenever he has a chance, it's just to annoy Arthur more, not anything else, right?
Still, Arthur doesn't grouse, just focusing on getting Eames cleaned and then put in (his) bed, because there's no point in hauling the man back downstairs like this, right? It's not like he's doing it because he wants to keep Eames nearby or anything.
"I'm gonna shower, so try to get some sleep," Arthur orders, giving the Forge a stern look. "IF you need anything, just gimme a shout, all right?"
Okay, so he's graduated to bed because he's pathetic. Eames finds the idea quite sad but he says nothing. Actually nothing at all. Just rests back against the sheets that smell like Arthur and closes his eyes.
He passes out eventually. Waking up only when Arthur emerges from the shower.
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So, he surrenders himself to Arthur's fussing. And if he leans against him whenever he has a chance, it's just to annoy Arthur more, not anything else, right?
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Still, Arthur doesn't grouse, just focusing on getting Eames cleaned and then put in (his) bed, because there's no point in hauling the man back downstairs like this, right? It's not like he's doing it because he wants to keep Eames nearby or anything.
"I'm gonna shower, so try to get some sleep," Arthur orders, giving the Forge a stern look. "IF you need anything, just gimme a shout, all right?"
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He passes out eventually. Waking up only when Arthur emerges from the shower.