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The first morning after
Nov. 6th, 2010 06:50 pmEames finally blinked blearily awake when the sunlight got that far across the bed. It took him only a moment to sort out why he wasn't in his own bed, and mostly he sorted that out due to the fact that Arthur was still curled up against his side like some kind of lemur. Just another thing to add to the list of things he'd missed and hadn't realized how badly he'd missed them until he got them back.
He was realizing that he was somewhat relieved now that he wasn't the only one who knew why he'd gone AWOL, he hadn't thought it would be, and it was nice to know that while Arthur thought he was an idiot for it (which was a perfectly logical thing to think) he didn't hate him for it.
He shifted over, just slightly, doing his best not to disturb the other man, since he knew Arthur was liable to be hungover, and he was generally unpleasant at least until the headache eased. He pressed a gentle kiss to Arthur's temple, working on extracting his arm from underneath the other man, still trying not to wake him.
He was realizing that he was somewhat relieved now that he wasn't the only one who knew why he'd gone AWOL, he hadn't thought it would be, and it was nice to know that while Arthur thought he was an idiot for it (which was a perfectly logical thing to think) he didn't hate him for it.
He shifted over, just slightly, doing his best not to disturb the other man, since he knew Arthur was liable to be hungover, and he was generally unpleasant at least until the headache eased. He pressed a gentle kiss to Arthur's temple, working on extracting his arm from underneath the other man, still trying not to wake him.
