[ Oh, was somebody using a cheeky little glamour to hide a box on the coffee table? He sure was. Eames reached for it and the glamour faded as it came to his hand, just a simple, black jewellery box. Inside there was just a simple, black hoop knotted to a length of leather cord. The disc looked pitch black at first glance, but with deep blue hues when it caught the light in the right way. ]
[ He offered the box to Arthur with a soft smile. ]
[Arthur grins, excited as he takes the box and props himself up to open it. As soon as he sees the pendant his grin fades into something more awestruck and curious, and he runs his finger along the edge as he tilts it to see it in the light.]
[ Eames nods and makes a soft noise in confirmation, idly tucking some of Arthur's hair behind his ear. ]
Mine, specifically.
[ There's a part of him worried that Arthur would think it's weird and disgusting, but considering where they are and that crystallized blood jewellery is a thing in general, it shouldn't be too weird. But moreover, Eames has always been careful about his blood and who has, for lack of a better word, access to it. So Arthur should know how significant this is for him. ]
[Arthur has a feeling about the significance. He's read a lot about blood in general here, knows its value as a substance, and more than that he's always considered fae blood to be a relatively precious material. He'd never begrudge Eames being particularly sensitive about it regardless.]
[So he's careful when he picks up the pendant, brushing his thumb across the flat surface with a gentle reverance.]
I love it.
[He says that softly, then looks up at Eames with a smile full of adoration.]
[ Eames is gentle and quick as he brings the cord around and does the clasp up, a satisfied smile on his face when he dips his head to kiss the back of Arthur's neck after. ]
[Arthur easily melts with him, craving the closeness more than anything particularly arousing. He's full from breakfast and Eames gave him a pretty good workout this morning, so all he wants is to lay here with Eames. To soak in this man and this feeling until he's satisfied.]
[ Eames trails the fingers of a hand up and down Arthur's back with a soft sigh, exceedingly happy just to stay here until Arthur wants to do something else. He lifts his head just enough to kiss the top of Arthur's head and murmurs softly into his hair. ]
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This is perfect.
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[ He smiles and brings his knuckles up to Arthur's cheek. ]
I got you something too.
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You did?
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[ Oh, was somebody using a cheeky little glamour to hide a box on the coffee table? He sure was. Eames reached for it and the glamour faded as it came to his hand, just a simple, black jewellery box. Inside there was just a simple, black hoop knotted to a length of leather cord. The disc looked pitch black at first glance, but with deep blue hues when it caught the light in the right way. ]
[ He offered the box to Arthur with a soft smile. ]
Happy birthday.
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Is this... darkblood?
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Mine, specifically.
[ There's a part of him worried that Arthur would think it's weird and disgusting, but considering where they are and that crystallized blood jewellery is a thing in general, it shouldn't be too weird. But moreover, Eames has always been careful about his blood and who has, for lack of a better word, access to it. So Arthur should know how significant this is for him. ]
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[So he's careful when he picks up the pendant, brushing his thumb across the flat surface with a gentle reverance.]
I love it.
[He says that softly, then looks up at Eames with a smile full of adoration.]
Thank you.
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[ But also-- ] Well they don't sell Just For Men here, so I had to think of something new.
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I only have a couple greys.
[He pulls his finger away and gives Eames a kiss. Then he holds up the necklace.]
Help put it on?
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Sure. [ he takes the necklace ] turn around.
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I love you.
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You better.
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Love you.
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You better.
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I do.
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[Eames gets a kiss.]
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[ he grins, now he's just being a nuisance and he knows it ]
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I do like hearing it. And it is my birthday.
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Well then happy birthday, and I love you so very much.
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