Prompt Post No. 11
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"Oh, yeah, it's-yeah." It was by far the nicest place Arthur had ever stayed.
"Good," Eames said, pleased. "We'll leave you to it then. There are towels in the linen closet in the hall. If you need anything else, just ask."
He turned to go. Jack lingered, regarding Arthur solemnly.
"Hey," Arthur said, feeling awkward. What were you supposed to talk about with kids?
As soon as Arthur spoke, Jack took off like a flash. This was going to go well. Arthur could tell already.
But whatever. He'd worry about that tomorrow. He hefted his duffel up onto the bed and started unpacking. It went quickly. Arthur had a system for how he liked his things put away-had had since he was a kid, something his family still made fun of him for.
He wandered into the bathroom and put away his toiletries and then went in search of towels.
Eames's voice drifted out into the hall as he read to Jack. "Space is a part of the inside of a building. You can't touch it but you know it's there. Habitat holds space tightly between strong, straight walls. Most buildings do this. In the TWA terminal, however, space seems to move: it flies in, roars around a bit, and then dashes off into the sky. With its space racing around corners, the TWA terminal is never at rest."
"Daddy, is that what the book means when it says that buildings wiggle like a fish?"
"Exactly, darling. Exactly."
It was a private moment, and Arthur had no business going to look, but his feet started moving in that direction anyway. He hovered by the open door, peeking in. Eames was stretched out on Jack's racecar bed, with Jack nestled in the crook of his arm, the book open between them. Eames pressed a kiss to the top of Jack's head whenever he turned a page, and Jack interrupted every other sentence with a new question, which Eames answered patiently.
Arthur backed away quietly, wishing he hadn't spied on them. He really could have lived without knowing how sexy it was to see a hot dad being a good father.
Note: Eames's quote when he's reading aloud is from Round Buildings, Square Buildings, & Buildings That Wiggle Like a Fish by Philip M. Isaacson.
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