If tom Hardy was ever in my house….

Me:

Night time - 12:00 am

Eames walks into the house , the room is dark . The light of the moon shines across the wooden floors of the apartment. Arthur stands in the kitchen drinking a glass of wine and staring across the room . Eames looks at his back , his smile softly scretching across his face. He walks right up to arthur and wraps his arms around him , laying his chin on arthurs shoulder. Arthur slowly turns his head pressing his cheek against eames forhead.

Arthur: “where have you been…” he speaks with a hint of breaking in his voice.

Eames: “working..”

In arthurs mind , he believes eames doesnt desire his love anymore , almost as if he is slowly fading away from him everysingle night.

Arthur: “Please dont leave me” *eyes tear up*

Eames: *turns his head to face arthur*

Arthur: please..

Eames quickly pulls him into a hug , kissing his shoulders , cheek , forhead and lips. He begins to breath heavy almost losing his breath. He holds arthurs face closely against his. Their forheads roughly against eachother.

Eames: “Dont…ever think im leaving you. Im never..going to leave you”

They share a deep meaningful passionate kiss , as arthurs tears continue to fall from his cheeks eames holds him closer letting him know how much he loves him after each kiss.