Fic rec: Inception

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"Sort of Revolution" by pyrimidine | Arthur/Eames | Eames finds out that Arthur isn't a morning person. | 1300 words

Over the next few days, Eames sees Arthur button up his shirt wrong three times in a row, stumble over nothing, knock over glasses when trying to extract them from the evil clutches of the second-level shelves, and attempt to thread a sock through his belt-loops. It’s a bit like watching a newborn colt trying to find its footing. And every day, without fail, he bangs his hip against the dresser. There’s a spectacular bruise blooming over his skin, which turns Eames’s crank a bit to be perfectly honest.

But that’s beside the point, he tells himself. Repeatedly. Then he’s pretty sure he gets a slipped disc while trying to move the dresser three feet to the left.

Fluff pure. No angst whatsoever. Sweet feel!good stuff. I want to roll in the pretty!