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At his words, Steve became confused and continued to furrow his brows. “— About?”, he then questioned, cocking his head to the side, and still trying to figure out what he was trying to get at, even if it was good or bad.

“—Okay, tell me then.”

 Christ did he hate the look that was currently etched on Steven’s face. Eames hated the look of confusion, knowing that he put it there. They should have talked about it long before now but he couldn’t ever find the time. Or if he could it just never seemed right. Now they were on the verge of going on their first holiday together and all he could think about was how he’d deceived the man he’d come to love. Could he even forgive him after it was all said and done? Would he? He didn’t deserve such a thing but he desperately wanted it because of how much the other had changed him. “About me,” was the only thing he could say before joining Steven on the couch.

“Know that I love you with all my heart and that you’ve done a lot of good for me,” he explained, looking for a pen and paper. There was only one way to describe it and finding what he was looking for, quickly scribbled Steven’s signature. It was something he’d seen him do lots of times and because of his own work could replicate it with little trouble. He also knew it would explain just what he did for a living. “Told you b'fore I’m not a good person, but you make me want to be. Some things I can’t just change. That’s just part of what I do.”

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