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artfulforger) wrote2025-09-04 01:33 pm
artfulforger) wrote2025-09-04 01:33 pm
Dream share and new friends - For Arthur, Ex and Meridian
It was still something so new to Eames. Friends were not something he was used to having. Not in his criminal life or in dream share, except for that one group who had been his family as much as friends. But now Mal was gone, Dom was living his own life and healing Eames hoped, and Arthur.
Now here they were inviting others into their home, their personal space, for a second time, and he finds himself excited for it.
It's why wine has been chilled or aerated, ice made and set up for drinks, and there was even food for later.
All the things needed for mental first aid for those going through this the first time, as far as they knew, and who might be so well militarized they have no idea.
The medical needs had been seen to as well. In case.
And just on time as one of the security monitors signaled movement and showed a dark car coming up the drive.
"They're here," he called to Arthur. He knew business would be first but he was looking forward to whatever may come after as well.
Now here they were inviting others into their home, their personal space, for a second time, and he finds himself excited for it.
It's why wine has been chilled or aerated, ice made and set up for drinks, and there was even food for later.
All the things needed for mental first aid for those going through this the first time, as far as they knew, and who might be so well militarized they have no idea.
The medical needs had been seen to as well. In case.
And just on time as one of the security monitors signaled movement and showed a dark car coming up the drive.
"They're here," he called to Arthur. He knew business would be first but he was looking forward to whatever may come after as well.
no subject
"Should you need us, we're there," Arthur says, seriously.
Ex gives them both a nod before nodding. "Agreed."
"Coffee? Pastries," Arthur asks, motioning to the box that they just sat down. "Or do you want to go ahead and get started?"
They didn't have to abide by social norms between them but for some reason, he wanted them to know that it wasn't just about going into their minds. It was about this friendship that would have been and is absolutely forbidden by their bosses.