"Arthur dreams himself into a smokey bar. It's not very original but Arthur isn't doing this for originality, just comfort. He stands in front of the mirror in the ladies' room and examines the fall of his dress, adjusting the heartshaped neckline until it sits perfectly over his breasts."
Arthur has been his editor from the beginning. Eames says he won't work with anyone else, and what Arthur will never tell him is that he would cut anyone who tried.
Four times Arthur's not even trying to be sneaky. That doesn't mean Eames follows -- until he does.
"You're an investment banker," Eames tells him. "You're very good. You keep me in the style I'm accustomed to, and we are charmingly co-habitating."
Arthur pauses and tries to take that in.
"Is there a reason why I'm your imaginary boyfriend?" Arthur asks.
Iron Chef AU. In which there are cooking competitions, ruminations on the length of Eames' penis, professional jealousy, and second chances.
"Eames, despite popular belief, does know how to match his clothing. He just prefers to clash artfully. That is, until Arthur storms into his life."
The year is 1889. Arthur is a disenfranchised missionary. Eames is a Native American trickster-god. They fall in love.
Arthur joins the mile high club, Cobb joins the broken hearts club, Eames joins the smug extractors' club, and Yusuf just wants to club everyone. Or, Eames steals Cobb's point man.
Arthur is a military tribune, Eames cheats at dice, and the result is a merry chase
Arthur's a corporate lawyer, Eames owns the coffee shop across the street, and all good love stories start with a quadruple shot latte.
Eames as a European history professor that Arthur has a hopeless crush on, and he goes to his office hours and plays dumb just to hear Eames expound on WWII.
Eames shows up in a wifebeater, torn jeans, and messy hair and Arthur is all, "HNNNGGG"
Arthur asks for help, there's a gay cruise ship and Eames wears stupidly tight pants.
Every time Eames leaves after a job, he blows Arthur a kiss. One day, Arthur catches one.
Killing each other was meant to be a game. Somewhere along the line, things got serious.
Arthur, extraordinarily capable by any standard, is not exactly built for certain types of subterfuge.
"If you touch him," Arthur says quietly, and then doesn’t finish the sentence. It’s creepy and effective, which is about par for the course for Arthur, who clearly thinks of himself as a precise, steady, reliable and moderate person but comes off like a cyborg raised by feral cats: disquieting, dangerous, occasionally stupidly loyal."
After the Fischer inception, Eames goes back to work as an extractor, and Arthur joins his team. Due to circumstances involving a guy who may or may not be from Greenland, pop astrology, someone's broken limb, hormones, and convenience, they end up learning that love is what starts down below (and makes its way up your spine).