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just a casual action log backdated to nov 8th

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[hello did you want a drunk Arthur wandering into the bedroom and whatever horrible hour it is? well that's what you got!]

[He's doing his best to be quiet but he is absolutely stumbling a little bit, fingers not fully cooperating as he tries to get his belt off. He'll get there though, and he'll crawl into bed and snuggle right up to Eames, laying his cheek on Eames' shoulder and reaching his arm across his chest.]

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[ Eames is a light sleeper, so Arthur stumbling into the bedroom wakes him up straight away. He snorts when Arthur finally gets into bed and slips an arm around him. ]

Good night?

[ you sure smell like it was ]

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Mmhmm.

[Ah that's nice.]

Raleigh really did just wanna smash stuff.

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[ Eames laughs a little and pulls Arthur in a little closer. ]

Sometimes it's just what you need.

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Guess so.

[He noses at Eames' cheek because Eames always smells good and feels good and Arthur really likes it.]

S'funny. He really wanted to know what else you're allergic to.

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[ ugh ]

I told him not to feel bad about the rosemary.

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He just wants you to like him.

[His eyes have fallen closed and he hugs himself close to Eames' chest.]

I didn't tell 'im anything.

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[ Eames turns his head after a moment to nose at Arthur's hair. ]

I don't see why he can't be happy I don't hate him.

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[Oh that's lovely.]

I don't think he's used to that.

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Sounds like that's his problem.

[ kiss! ]

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[A happy hum.]

I like Raleigh.

[He's sleepy and slurring his words and it sounds a lot like rambling, something Arthur's certainly not prone to doing while sober. But here it is.]

Sometimes s'hard not to talk about you.

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You can talk about me.

[ if anything Eames sounds a little bemused, he had no idea he'd walled himself off that way. ]

I'm not crazy enough to expect you not to speak to your friends about us.

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[Arthur tucks his head a little into Eames' shoulder. He hears him, but he doesn't think Eames understands. If he did he'd surely have a different reaction. Probably bad, but Arthur doesn't have it in him to worry about that at the moment.]

Sometimes I just wanna tell him how good you are to me.

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[ He turns his head again in resposnse, face pressed into Arthur's hair ]

Am I really that good to you?

[ mostly he just cooks dinner sometimes and then they have sex ]

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Yeah.

[His hand traces a wandering line up and down Eames' side as he falls into silence for a moment.]

Is that okay?

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Of course it is.

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[Arthur lets out a soft, disbelieving laugh.]

You're okay with me telling Raleigh how much I like this? How amazing you are... all that shit...

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I don't... [Hm.] I don't want you feeling like you have to hide parts of yourself just for my comfort.

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[This might be a little too much for Arthur's moonshine-addled brain to fully process. He shifts to get a little more comfortable against Eames' side as sleep tugs at the edge of his mind.]

I care about your comfort.

[First and foremost, that is.]

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[ He can tell Arthur's almost asleep, and presses another kiss to the top of his head with a sigh. ]

It's fine.

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[Arthur nuzzles at Eames' jaw.]

You have to tell me if it's not.

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It's just stuff about what I am. I'm still figuring out what I'm comfortable sharing myself.

[ otherwise go ahead embarrass the fuck out of him ]

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I'm not that stupid.

[He doesn't say it with any defensive tone. Actually he's mildly amused by the idea that he'd love to gossip about the particulars of what Eames is and what he can do.]

Probably doesn't even know what a fae is to begin with.

[Raleigh, that is.]

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[ He's just making clear where his line is, because he thinks Arthur thinks it's a lot sooner than that. But he still makes an amused noise about it. ]

Pretty sure most people think it's all pixies and Fern Gully.

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[Arthur laughs, more than that warrants, but it becomes clear why when he finally speaks.]

I'm really sorry but I wouldn't fuck you if you were that small.