Prompt Post No. 17

Jun 14, 2011 01:18

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round 17, prompt post

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Arthur/Eames anonymous June 25 2011, 12:00:58 UTC
Q: Who are these people? (Sorry, I'm asking the question you already know the answer to)

a) A man wearing a mustard wool cable knit jumper that is far too big on him sitting on a winter morning window sill with his arms wrapped around his knees, touching his toes with fingertips and smoking a cigarette or drinking coffee (it’s your call).

b) He wraps his arms around his lover who is sitting on the winter window sill smoking or drinking coffee and lifts him up off of it, cradling his weight as he perches himself on the window sill; settles him back in his lap and runs a hand through dark hair and rubs behind the ears.

AU, pre-inception, post-inception: it's all up to you anon! I know it’s summer for a lot of you, but I am freezing my ass off here! Need something warm and comfy. I’m off to make strong and sweet alcoholic hot chocolate now.:-)

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A Dream Within a Dream sunriseinspace August 13 2011, 01:14:54 UTC
I think this is what you were wanting?You’re exhausted as you let yourself into your apartment, worn out after too many hours spent hunched over textbooks and laptops and reference computer keyboards. Your back hurts, your feet hurt, your head hurts, it’s really friggin’ cold outside, and, dammit, you actually managed to work through the entire night, congratulations, you dumbass ( ... )

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Re: A Dream Within a Dream sunriseinspace August 13 2011, 01:16:06 UTC
You’ve moved to where your elbows are propped on the counter on either side of the sink when the blond man finally kneels down and settles himself on the cold metal of the fire escape. There’s a second or two where he leans over a presses a lingering kiss to the dark hair man’s lips (and, God, something flashes hot and sharp through your stomach, making your breath stutter). Then, carefully, he wraps his arms around his partner, lifting the slighter man easily, and settles him in his lap. And, holy crap, what a picture they make together - dark and light, pale and tan, slim and just slightly larger, cradled against each other with obvious affection - despite that awful mustard-yellow sweater ( ... )

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