in our bedroom after the war by fermine (PG-13)
I'm partial to this particular fic because I love the trope it uses, but the author also has lots of terrific Inception fic with multiple and various pairings.
Fandom: INCEPTION
Pairing: Arthur/Eames (pre-slash)
Length: ~ 2,700 words
Author on LJ: fermine
Author Website: Fic Masterlist
Why this must be read: I have a soft spot for the "sharing a bed" trope, and this one is lovely. It's a five times fic, but it manages to take Arthur and Eames from the awkward first time to where they can take comfort from the other person being there. I also really like how the author manages to fit the last two sections into the canon timeline. The ending offers a promise of a future that may include non-platonic bed-sharing, but it does it a way that acknowledges how the characters got to that point and what comfort can be found in just being together. I was charmed by this short fic, and I hope you will be too.
Arthur pushes through the door without preamble and almost falls onto his hands and knees on the floor, and it is only then that he realizes he is drunk. He is drunk even as he peels off his shoes and worms his way under the covers of Eames' bed, wading through the curves of its topography. He is drunk even as he curls against Eames' side and screws his eyes shut, thinking of Mal, Mal with her dark eyes and beautiful smile, Mal with all her loveliness and sympathy.
"We're too old for this, pet," Eames says, pushing aside Arthur's hair. "We can't just share a bed all the time and expect nothing to happen."
"Shut up." Arthur says against his throat. "Just, shut up okay? I need to think."
"Okay," Eames says. He doesn't push it. Eventually, Arthur's breathing slows down. Eames strokes the soft skin of his ribs under his shirt and Arthur closes his eyes, shivering all the way down his spine.
Eames kisses him, once on the forehead, and then again on the lips just before he falls asleep.
On LJ: in our bedroom after the war
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Fandom: INCEPTION
Pairing: Arthur/Eames (pre-slash)
Length: ~ 2,700 words
Author on LJ: fermine
Author Website: Fic Masterlist
Why this must be read: I have a soft spot for the "sharing a bed" trope, and this one is lovely. It's a five times fic, but it manages to take Arthur and Eames from the awkward first time to where they can take comfort from the other person being there. I also really like how the author manages to fit the last two sections into the canon timeline. The ending offers a promise of a future that may include non-platonic bed-sharing, but it does it a way that acknowledges how the characters got to that point and what comfort can be found in just being together. I was charmed by this short fic, and I hope you will be too.
Arthur pushes through the door without preamble and almost falls onto his hands and knees on the floor, and it is only then that he realizes he is drunk. He is drunk even as he peels off his shoes and worms his way under the covers of Eames' bed, wading through the curves of its topography. He is drunk even as he curls against Eames' side and screws his eyes shut, thinking of Mal, Mal with her dark eyes and beautiful smile, Mal with all her loveliness and sympathy.
"We're too old for this, pet," Eames says, pushing aside Arthur's hair. "We can't just share a bed all the time and expect nothing to happen."
"Shut up." Arthur says against his throat. "Just, shut up okay? I need to think."
"Okay," Eames says. He doesn't push it. Eventually, Arthur's breathing slows down. Eames strokes the soft skin of his ribs under his shirt and Arthur closes his eyes, shivering all the way down his spine.
Eames kisses him, once on the forehead, and then again on the lips just before he falls asleep.
On LJ: in our bedroom after the war
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