YAY IT'S INCEPTION FIC
Author/Artist: 9_of_clubs
Title: Simple
Pairing: Arthur/Eames
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word Count: 134
Summary: Their lives, jobs, and personalities are complicated but their relationship is simple.
Disclaimer/Author's note: Written for the inception_kink meme. I own nada.
Their lives, their jobs, even who they are - it’s all marked by complexity, by layers, and confusion and chaos. Nothing is ever what it seems and what seems never is. Except this, except them. Late lazy mornings in between jobs (though Eames has had to work exceptionally hard on redefining Arthur’s definition of late; it actually involves the sun now) and silently linking fingers underneath paper laden desks.
Even in tense dreams, hell, in dire life or death dreams-within-dreams, where everywhere bombs are exploding, people are shouting, and glass is breaking, they form a space for each other. Even then, amidst the noise and the fury, all it takes is a small touch and for a second, it's just Eames, Arthur, and silence.
Everything else is complicated, but together, they are simple.