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[It had been a good idea to go further into the city for their night out, become anonymous and lost in the busy streets.
Eames can't quite stop the spread of his smile across his face, can't exactly tamper it down into something less foolish looking. The bar is one of those little more upmarket ones, or it would be, were it not for the karaoke machine hooked up into the corner.
He gives a small huff of a laugh at the couple now warbling it out as he slides into the booth beside Arthur, placing both drinks down. His
cufflinks clink off the glass table top as he leans in, presses a kiss to Arthur's neck, happy and secure in the knowledge that here they're not going to get kicked out for being obvious.] Miss me?