stages of marriage meme

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stages of marriage meme

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Arthur || Inception

[littlspecificty]

[littlspecificty]

Over his shoulder, "Hopefully to engage in some quality time with my pillow and the mattress."

Stretching his arms over his head as he walked, "Not sure I'll be able to be properly corrupted tonight."

[triedinception]

"That's quite all right," Eames laughs, "I'll clean up and then be along to cuddle you, yes?"

[littlspecificty]

Nearly grinning as he turns into their bedroom, calling back, "Yes, husband-to-be."

[triedinception]

Eames made quick work of storing the leftovers and the dishes. Then, he moved back to their bedroom to get dressed, stripping down to soft cotton sleeping pants and nothing else.

He knew Arthur really was tired and so when he crawled into the bed he merely pressed a kiss to his neck before he curled up with him in his arms.

[littlspecificty]

Arthur had made quick work of changing out of his clothes and brushing his teeth before heading to bed in his typical sweatpants and t-shirt combination (still wearing the ring) and more or less sprawled out on his side of the bed and dozing by the time Eames gets there.

At the kiss and arms around him, he wakes up enough to shift closer to the other man and mumble, "Should we go back to Florence?"

[triedinception]

Eames sighs lightly, running his hand through Arthur's hair.

"If you want to. I'm happy to call wherever you are a home," he says.

[littlspecificty]

A hand weakly goes to Eames' arm before Arthur sighs tiredly, mumbling again, "Mmf mean honeymoon." It had been his last train of thought as he was waiting for Eames to come to bed.

[triedinception]

"Oh," Eames replies with a small smile, closing his eyes.

"Florence... it would be oddly appropriate, I think."

That had been, after all, where they first met.

[littlspecificty]

Trying to nuzzle whatever part of Eames he could reach, "Mhm." That was his train of thought; they had met there and going there after they had been "officially" joined together through love and commitment to and for each other would be not only fitting but wipe away any sadness the place had once held for them during their time apart.

[triedinception]

Eames let his hands slowly rub over Arthur's back, working out the tenseness he could feel there.

"We'll do that, once we figure out the ceremony," he murmured. Neither of them were going to go for big (Eames might have wanted to but Arthur, he knew, would prefer smaller and intimate, and so he was already thinking along those lines.)

[littlspecificty]

Arthur made a pleased noise at the hands on his back, nearly stretching under Eames' hands, and then continued the conversation (or attempted to), "Not big."

[triedinception]

He kept kneading his hands into Arthur's back, smiling.

"I know. But I at least get to have a cake for us, right?"

[littlspecificty]

Another slow, sleepy mumble, "Mmyeah. No carrots."

1....but oh so awkward of a 1

[dreamsofmazes]

Clearing her throat, she looked up from her sketchpad, in hopes of drawing his attention to her. Knowing she was just going to have to get this out there before things got any more complicated then they already were for her.

If you're still wanting to do this one >.>

[littlspecificty]

Arthur was busy writing in his own notebook and might have just thought she had a tickle in her throat, or maybe he was too absorbed in his notes to have really heard her properly, but either way did not look up or respond.