That seems like a fact worth knowing.
So it appears there is such a thing as a bulletproof bespoke three piece suit. I thought of Arthur immediately, naturally.
Have finished the next chapter of the Sex Bucket List fic AKA There's got to be a morning after! It's off to the betas now, but I hope to have it posted within the next 2 weeks or so. Here's a preview of what's to come:
"You're angry with me," Arthur says when Eames opens the door. "Which is fair. I've treated you and your feelings like an afterthought. I shouldn't have-"
"What are you doing?" Eames asks suspiciously, looking around for a trap or someone holding Arthur at gunpoint. "What is this?"
"I know this thing between us is a two-way street," Arthur continues doggedly on, raising his voice to be heard. "And I shouldn't have acted as if the only person that mattered here was me. I-"
"My god, this is a speech you've given before, isn't it?" Eames recoils. "You're recycling an apology you've given to a lover past."
"You are incorrect," Arthur replies. "This is a speech I have given to many lovers past, not just one. Anyway, I am apologizing very sincerely about all the wrong I've done."
"Arthur," Eames says, tempted to laugh at the sheer absurdity of the situation but also grudgingly impressed at his honesty. "Canned speeches of rehearsed regret aren't what I'm interested in-you know that."
Arthur's face falls. "Eames-"
"Come back to me when you're ready to have a real conversation," Eames says as he shuts the door.
Have finished the next chapter of the Sex Bucket List fic AKA There's got to be a morning after! It's off to the betas now, but I hope to have it posted within the next 2 weeks or so. Here's a preview of what's to come:
"You're angry with me," Arthur says when Eames opens the door. "Which is fair. I've treated you and your feelings like an afterthought. I shouldn't have-"
"What are you doing?" Eames asks suspiciously, looking around for a trap or someone holding Arthur at gunpoint. "What is this?"
"I know this thing between us is a two-way street," Arthur continues doggedly on, raising his voice to be heard. "And I shouldn't have acted as if the only person that mattered here was me. I-"
"My god, this is a speech you've given before, isn't it?" Eames recoils. "You're recycling an apology you've given to a lover past."
"You are incorrect," Arthur replies. "This is a speech I have given to many lovers past, not just one. Anyway, I am apologizing very sincerely about all the wrong I've done."
"Arthur," Eames says, tempted to laugh at the sheer absurdity of the situation but also grudgingly impressed at his honesty. "Canned speeches of rehearsed regret aren't what I'm interested in-you know that."
Arthur's face falls. "Eames-"
"Come back to me when you're ready to have a real conversation," Eames says as he shuts the door.