Arthur and Eames
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Wherever You Will Be (That's Where I'll Call Home) [The DomesticVerse] by gyzym
Fandom: Inception (2010)
26 Nov 2010
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- Works:
- 8
- Bookmarks:
- 2,343
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Wherever You Will Be (That's Where I'll Call Home) [The DomesticVerse] by gyzym
Fandom: Inception (2010)
26 Nov 2010
- Words:
- 74,828
- Works:
- 8
- Bookmarks:
- 2,343
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Summary
"So," Eames says slowly, leaning back against the school wall as he idly taps his cigarette. "We've got a problem here."
or, The Fake Boyfriend High School AU
Series
- Part 1 of Simple Math
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Summary
Eames is certain that they will excel at being celebrity judges.
Arthur is not so sure.
But then, that's usually how their relationship goes.
***THIS STORY IS FINISHED, AO3 JUST REFUSES TO MARK IT AS SUCH***
Series
- Part 3 of The One Where They're Stars on HGTV
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 283,112
- Chapters:
- 231/?
- Collections:
- 5
- Comments:
- 43,707
- Kudos:
- 5,174
- Bookmarks:
- 788
- Hits:
- 230,423
Bookmarked by Au_nte
09 Jul 2018
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This isn't even my SHIP, guys. And yet. It is so wonderful and perfect and lovely? I cannot give it enough love and kudos and cheers.
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Arthur doesn’t let them talk about it, because Arthur is fucking awesome at avoidance. Arthur is, as Eames would say, the best.
And Eames is terrible at it. Eames never met a conversational topic he didn’t want to beat to death. Eames is kind of like a dog who keeps eating, like, magnets and stuff. No, you say to that dog, stop that, that’s a terrible idea, it’s going to make everything bad, and the dog says, Maybe just a little nibble? No? I mean, don’t you think magnets are delicious?
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“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I am not finding sex with you tempting right now.”
“My life is over,” says Eames in despair. “Leave me on a rock for eagles to claw out my eyes.”
“I need to monitor what you’re reading and watching more closely,” says Arthur.
“And when the eagles claw out my eyes, you should take them and preserve them and leave them by your bed so that I can always be watching you.”
“Jesus Christ,” says Arthur, “go to sleep.”
“And that way when you take Sebastian Stan to bed he can be like, ‘What are those creepy eyes?’ and you can say, ‘Those belonged to the last man who shared my bed with me. I sent my bacteria to attack him and then left him on a rock so eagles could eat him.’”
“I don’t think that will make Sebastian Stan want to sleep with me.”
“Sebastian Stan has no sense of adventure.”
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But, darling.” Eames leans toward the camera, looking very serious. “I love you. You, remarkable person that you are, deserve all the best things in life. Thank you for settling for me.”
The episode goes to commercial, and Arthur mutes it immediately. “Eames,” he says.
Eames looks steadily back at him from the other end of the couch, somber, intent, not a trace of amusement on his face.
Arthur swipes at the moisture in his eyes—when did that happen?—and clambers to get himself on top of Eames. “Idiot,” he says, trying to sound harsh, “there isn’t anything better than you.”
“And I love so much that you think that,” says Eames, and kisses him.
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You—cunning—sneaky—bastard,” Eames says between thrashes of the pillow. “You’ve been reading fanfiction secretly! Behind my back!”
“Not really,” says Arthur around his laughter. He succeeds in catching the pillow and throwing it entirely off the bed. “I was really just going to read the shepherd one so I could see what you were on about and what was doing it for you, because I do know that my saying ‘baa’ at you was not what you wanted out of that.”
“It was actually a little alarming to me that I suggested a shepherd roleplay and you went immediately into pretending to be a sheep.”
“Because how do you pretend to be a shepherd, Eames? ‘Oh, gee, I have to go tend to my flock. I hope no little lamb wanders off today.’ That’s not hot.”
“‘As I tend to my flock, let me sit here and stroke my enormous staff. Oh, my. Behold the size of my staff.’”
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When the episode comes back from commercial, it’s to a scarf-less, but hat-intact Alec walking with Arthur and Eames to the next room. Arthur still has his coat tucked in close against him, as if he was traumatized by the possibility that it could have met the fate of Alec’s scarf. Arthur hadn’t even realized he’d been doing that.
Eames remarks, “Darling, you look like at any moment cruel fate might wrench that coat from you.”
Twitter notices, too. Poor Arthur’s Coat. It’s worried about Alec’s scarf.
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Arthur doesn’t let her be light, because this is important. Because Arthur suddenly recognizes what’s lurking underneath that sad, melancholy smile. “No,” Arthur insists. “I mean, yes, you will be, but that’s not what I mean. Eames has great parents, right? It’s undeniably true. And I still feel bad for him, because he didn’t have you.”
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