Author's Note: So, AimlessGirl gave me an idea for a one-shot (NOW THAT SHE'S FINALLY SEEN THE MOVIE!). This isn't it. But I'm working on it. Kind of.
Disclaimer: I am not…Christopher Nolan…Yeah, that's the name…I think.
Eames wasn't as shallow as everyone thought. There was a time where he had deeply and truly cared for people, he still did sometimes. He was just more careful about who he cared about. Arthur understood this.
Growing up, he'd had two brothers and his father. His mother had walked out on them just after Eames had been born. Eames hadn't minded never really knowing his mother; his father and brothers had provided him with anything he could have wanted.
Then the plane had crashed. They'd all been on vacation. Eames had been the only one to survive of his family. His brothers, his father: gone. At the age of nine, Eames had been all alone.
He moved from house to house of his mother's relatives. He didn't stay anywhere for more than a few months and he'd never grown attached to any of them; he was too afraid.
Even as an adult he continued his nomadic life. He never was in a real relationship, only one night stands. He craved the company, but feared the pain it brought. He lived like this for years...
...Until he met Arthur.
He'd had no intentions of letting the slightly younger man in, he never had. But it was inevitable. The point man was just too perfect for him.
It wasn't as if Eames had fallen for Arthur immediately; it had taken time. He'd gotten to know the other man. They'd connected, maybe not in the most...conventional way, but then again, when had Eames been conventional?
Eames couldn't pin point the exact moment he'd realized he was in love with the point man. But he remembered being absolutely terrified. It had been years since he'd let anyone in. What was he going to do?
When he'd told Arthur this, he'd felt ridiculous. It was so...stupid and soft. Eames wasn't a softie.
He was just afraid of getting his heart broken.
Author's Note: Okay, so the ending on this wasn't great…or good…or non-flame-able. But it was better than my other one-shot for these guys. :D
Peace, Love, Mark, and Iggy.
Kierstin.