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What did the bee say to the flower?

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He sees that coffee volume. He understands the reason for it, now.

And without realising it or having a moment to think (how very unlike him...), his mouth is open and asking without permission from his mind, "Is that invite to stay the night still there?"

Maybe if he sticks around, Eames will feel more at ease... Who knows. All he knows is that it feels... wrong to just leave the man to suffer his insomnia alone like that, when Arthur knows it's because of him.

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Eames glances at him from the corner of his eye and then lets out a soft snort, one that also pulls the corners of his mouth into a sharp smile.

"So, which part of this grovelling and feelings made you feel like you want to stick around?" Eames asks, turning towards Arthur with raised brows.

"You can stay as long as you like," he says with a small sigh. "You should already know that."

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"If you're gonna be a defensive dick about it, I can always just clear off," Arthur huffs, crossing his arms and looking away defensively.

Feelings and the discussion thereof are hard, okay.

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Eames bites the inside of his cheek, closing his eyes for a moment to draw in a slow breath, gathering himself.

"The invite is still there, Arthur," he says quietly. "Please, do stay."

It's the lowest he will go about it. He's already confessed his feelings, admitted to having a problem with sleep and alcohol and now he's asking openly.

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Dark eyes slide over to stare at Eames' face, taking in the obvious restraint, there.

"... Okay," he answers at last. "Just for tonight."

For now.

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Eames nods, and then turns back to the coffee machine, pouring them both a cup.

He offers Arthur his without another word.