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For the first time since she invited him in, he took a good look at the woman that stole his thoughts. The face that haunted his dreams did not compare to the sweet person before him. Ariadne's long lashes curved gracefully over her doe-like eyes. Her maple locks curled in long waves down her mid back. He always resisted the urge to run his hands through her hair or tucking a stray strand behind her ear. Her sense of style always brought a smile to his face. He loved the way she wore her scarves. Her fitted pants and cropped jacket added to the over all image that took his breath away.
"How are you? What are you doing in Paris?" Ariadne's innocent questions pierced the silence that had fallen over the room. They sat at her kitchen table, neither really saying a word. Both taking in the others presence, not really believing that after months, they were seeing each other again. As magnificent as the dream world was, it paled in comparison to the real thing. The real person.
Arthur feigned nonchalance but inward he wondered if telling her 'Well, I almost failed a job because I could not get you out of my mind. So I came here wondering if I was the only one that felt this way. Oh and did I mention I think constantly about your lips?' He smirked, realizing how insane he sounded. So instead he said the first thing that came to his mind. Unfortunately...it was not the smartest thing he could have said.
"There's a client that is toying with the idea of an extraction from their competitors. In case they follow through, I'm here to help hone your skills if you want to accept the position of architect again?" What in the world was he thinking? All his life he had been calm and composed. Always weighing out the outcomes before making any moves. Even as a child, he was never impulsive, rather, he relish in discerning what was the most logical course of action.
Yet, here he was, showing up at her door. No plans of action. No thought of what he should say to her to convince her he was worth getting to know. The best he could come up with was falsifying a job. 'Perfect... Not only did you make more work for yourself, she going to find out you lied and think you are a complete ass. There is no way she wouldn't find out you lied.' For the first time in his life he felt the creeping flush of embarrassment. The urge to kick himself was never as strong as it was at this moment.
"Of course. When do we start?" Ariadne fought the disappointment that followed his offer. 'Of course...there was no way he would come of his own accord' She thought sadly to herself. As she look at his face, and saw his upturn lips revealing his dimples, she couldn't help but be taken away by how beautiful and at ease he appeared in her apartment. She hate it, but she had missed him more then she was willing to admit. Late at night, when she was too tired to fight against her thoughts, she reminisced of their time together. Reliving their shared dreams. Reliving their brief kiss. A kiss that he probably thought nothing of...She decided then that it was better to be around him under professional pretenses, rather then nothing at all. Not to mention, it would be nice to be able to share her creations with the others again.
"As soon as you can."
"I can start tomorrow. Are the others already here?" Truth be told, she missed Eames, Cobb, and Yusuf almost as much as she miss Arthur. She had her acquaintances at school, but no one understood her passion for buildings and skyscrapers. No one understood why anyone would spend hours pouring over details of bricks and steel. No one understood. Rather, no one understood her. Yet, as she worked on the Fischer Job, she found herself opening up to Eames teasing banter, Yusuf intellect, and Cobb's passion for creation. She couldn't wait to be around them again.
"Others?" It was then that Arthur knew the precise moment he realized he was an idiot.