Inspired by: forging-facesᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ɪs ᴄᴏʟʟᴀᴘsɪɴɢ - Arthur is made by the mark during a job and Eames has to keep up appearances, regretting every hit he's forced to subject his partner to.
How do you do it? You got me losing every breath
What did you give me to make my heart bleed out my chest?
In the morning when Eames wakes and finds Arthur cooking him a big breakfast, the cigar box is placed high on one of the bookshelves. Eames kisses Arthur’s cheek, but doesn’t comment on it.
He doesn’t have to.
*caption and text in graphics are all from fics in the series*