[ male!mal ] it's a small crime and I got no excuse
It was a job almost like any other. Almost, in that Dom was absent from the job, the architect working with a different team that needed a capable builder. Mal and Arthur, meanwhile, were performing a simple extraction, a job that required no new or fancy designs. So Mal and Dom had separated for their respective jobs. Mal and Arthur, being the only two on the team, had opted to save money by sharing a room with two beds.
This job, though, had... well. Mal had always known Arthur was handsome and intelligent, but had managed to harbor what he would have delicately called a crush on the point man, one he had ignored for a while because he was happy with Dom.
Really, he was.
But now it had just been him and Arthur, conversing and planning and performing the extraction and it... it had felt good. Different from him and Dom. Mal had to catch himself from just kissing the man, or sinking to his knees for him or pushing him over the warehouse desk.
And so after the job was completed, no need to run since it was so simple (though they'd traveled a good few hours from the mark anyway) and now piling into their shared hotel room... Mal's eyes were drawn towards Arthur before dragging his gaze away, to undo the buttons of his jacket.
"Job well done?" He asked, his voice practically a purr, low and full.