how the bi-bros get fit quick
for a-forger-and-a-point-man: “Going through a divorce AU” (A.K.A. why would you ask me to do this? Ugh my heart)
“That one’s yours,” Arthur says, tossing the DVD into the ever-growing pile next to Eames on the sofa.
Eames eyes it, suspiciously. “I’m afraid you’re mistaken, darling. That one’s definitely yours.”
Arthur’s face goes stony as he puts another book into the box next to him. “Don’t do that,” he says.
Arthur gives him a dirty look. “Don’t call me darling. You don’t get to do that anymore.”
“I’m sorry,” Eames mutters, and he truly is. He’s sorry for a lot of things. He picks up the DVD and turns it over it in hands, as if studying the corners will give him any insight into where they went wrong. “This still isn’t mine, though.”
“Well, it’s not mine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure,” Arthur snaps. “What? You think I’m lying about a stupid movie?”
“When did I say you were lying?” Eames counters, feeling his own hackles rising, even though he doesn’t want them to. They’re just short of wrapping up this whole, ridiculous mess, and he’s so tired of being angry that he’s just about ready to come apart at the seams.
“Oh, I don’t know – maybe because you always seem to think I’m lying.”
Eames grinds his teeth together. “I’ve already admitted I was wrong about that, haven’t I? I’ve even apologized, not that you listened.”
Arthur throws the next book into the box with such force that the spine breaks; Eames hears the sound it makes, like a snapping bone. “And I’m just supposed to accept that? After months of walking around on eggshells, months of cold shoulders, and your macho bullshit. You were supposed to love me, Eames -”
“I do!” Eames chokes on the word, takes a hard breath, and corrects himself. “I did. I was just…stupid.”
Stupid, jealous, reckless…the list of his missteps in their relationship is hundreds of miles long. He’s not going to let this be another one. He doesn’t want Arthur to spend the rest of his life hating him.
“I’m going for a walk,” he sighs, tossing the DVD aside and getting up from the sofa. “Give me a ring when you’re on your way out.”
He thinks he hears Arthur say his name as he shuts the front door on his way out, but he’s too afraid to be wrong to look back.
Some close-ups of this little puppy who can’t keep his tongue away from Tom. Who can? *g*
TUMBLR, I AM SIMPLY DYING RIGHT NOW FROM THIS FANART! LOLOL ARTHUR LOOKING EMBARRASSED ON EAMES’ LAP.
(and there’s more in the click-through. SO MUCH MORE). AFKDSJFKLDSKLF Platina over at LJ is amazing at Eames/Arthur D: D:
everything you want to know about Arthur and Cobb’s relationship but you’re afraid to ask
FOR GODS SAKE HELP
These are not mine
i have made a terrible mistake
Arthur is not pleased.
Picture of Christopher Nolan just drinking his tea and not giving a fuck that his socks are getting wet.
I saw this on my dash and had an impulse.