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[01] Well, hello -- Criminal Minds for noc

Inception.

Arthur had said it couldn't be done and yet here he was, boarding a plane to Prague just hours after completing the unfathomable.

They had just barely scraped through, what with all of the last minute plan changes, and they wouldn't know for weeks whether the seed would take but so far it looked like it had and they were all alive. To be honest, it had been one of the most difficult jobs of Arthur's career and also the most eye opening experience he's had in a long time.

Once Cobb and Fischer Jr had left with their respective parties, Arthur had seen their forger and chemist off. They were a pair who defied the expectations of their profession openly admitted to being together and never working without the other to wherever it was that they would spend their fourth - fifth honeymoon. ("Cabo." "God no, remember last time?" "Nepal? You liked Nepal." "It wasn't Nepal that I liked so much as --" Anyway, you get the picture.)

Once he had seen them off, he watched Ariadne buy her ticket for her return trip to Paris (she did have classes to return to after all) and would be sure to keep in contact with the architect. She had promise and if she chose to continue in dream share, she should work with some of the best.

As for Arthur himself, he booked the first flight he could to Prague. He had a safe house there and he could take a little time off to relax, study what Fischer did and check in with Cobb to see how he and the children were adjusting. He would never work with the extractor again unless in dire circumstances but the whole point was getting him back home to his children. As far as Arthur saw it, he had done just that.

He didn't normally indulge in first class seating when leaving a job - it could draw too much attention but for a fourteen hour flight, after just getting off of a long flight, he didn't feel like sitting in cramped corners with a child on one side and one behind him kicking his chair. At least in first class, that was bound to happen less. For now, it appeared that the chair next to him was empty and he was a little thankful for that. Perhaps he'd get a little sleep after all - well, eventually. Once the adrenaline of what he just helped accomplished wore off.

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Oh but Tuck was grinning. It was a huge, wide smile. He was loving this. He grinned, accepting the bottle and glasses. "Thank them so much for us," he said with a smile. Looking to Arthur. "Wasn't that a charming offer," he said, moving to try and lower the table with the glasses in hand. "Please, help me," he murmured.

Still smiling because this was darling and sweet. He leaned over to Arthur. "They think we're a couple, Darling, and open about it," he admitted. "I saw them whispering earlier and it was... intimate."

He had to admit, the unadulterated happy look on Tuck's face was nice. More than nice, actually. It was, well, it made Arthur even more a little bigger. In his line of work, unless you were close to a person, you usually only saw the surface of a person - the mask that you wanted people to see. He was perhaps one of the most guilty of doing just that but this -- was refreshing. Everything about Tuck was refreshing. "It was," he agreed with a larger smile and brought the tray down in front of Tuck.

Arthur chuckled and looked at him. "Yeah, they do," he said with a smile. It didn't escape his notice that this time Tuck had used the 'Darling' endearment but he didn't comment on it. "They're a handsome couple."

So much of Tuck's life was games and masks. He didn't want one now. He did it for a living and now he just wanted to be with someone and talk to them and be himself. If they avoided work talk, then he could avoid all the other talk that meant more masks and hiding. This though, this was being himself and he loved it.

"Not as handsome as you are," he noted, moving to open the bottle. "I guess we're not done with champagne, are we?"

And he realized he didn't mind that, just so long as they still had this time.

"So, where were we before finding out how tasty you are?"

Arthur ducked his head with a pretty wide grin. "No, doesn't look like we are," he said, facing Tuck as he rests his head on his chair. He knew, if anyone who knew him saw him now, they wouldn't even know what to do with the look on his face. He was enjoying himself - enjoying his time with this man who he had only just met within the last few hours. It was more emotion than he'd ever shown anyone else with the exception of Mal.

He felt a flush creep up his neck as he grinned. "Can't remember," he said. "Though, I think you mentioned something about dates."

Pouring them both a class, he moved to balance the the bottle between his feet as he was careful with his own glass. He lightly clinked his to Arthur's, smiling just at the look on his face. Especially that beautiful, wonderful look on his face.

"You look fantastic when you blush like that," he admitted. "I think it's because you have this air about you that makes you look so... together," he teased. "FDR has that look so I know it. Even in jeans and a tee shirt. Me I look like I dressed in the dark sometime."

He took a sip from his glass after the light clinking of glasses and kept his eyes on Tuck. Arthur licked his lips and sat the glass down on his tray. "I think you're a little biased," he supplied with a teasing little grin. He'd insist that he didn't blush but he didn't and instead took Tuck's compliment for what it was.

For a moment, Arthur allowed his eyes to trail over Tuck as he hummed. "I don't know, you seem like the type of man who could pull off anything - even if it wasn't exactly the most eye catching."

"Not exactly the most eye catching." He couldn't help himself. He laughed at that, definitely seeming to enjoy the way that sounded. "That's good. I think that is the kindest thing you've ever said," he admitted. "Or anyone about my fashion."

Adding the last since they only just met. "But thank you. I like to think I can handle anything."

Arthur laughed and turned away for a moment as he picked up his glass again. "I like to think I've said a lot of kind things so far," he smirked a little, keeping his gaze on Tuck as he took another sip of his champagne. "I think I forgot to mention how great of a kisser you are though, because there's definitely that too."

"You're welcome," he said, his lips curling up into a smile.

Tuck considered that, watching Arthur with a look that could only be described as wicked. His tongue brushed along the edge of the glass before he took a sip. Still he stared at the other man before leaning closer to him.

"Wait until I'm not worried about being watched... or arrested," he murmured.

"I'm waiting," he said equally as softly back and allowed his eyes to trail over him before settling in his seat.

After that they spent the next several hours drinking, eating bad airplane food and talking. Arthur hardly ever slept and although he had slept ten hours prior on the Inception job right before he got on the plane to Prague, he hadn't truly slept for at least twenty four hours it felt like. He'd have time though once they landed and he headed to his safe house. Only, Tuck wouldn't be there and despite himself and all logical reason, he'd miss his company even though they had only known each other for a handful of hours.

"The captain has asked you to return to your seats, fasten your seat-belts and return your trays to their up right position in preparation for landing. It is currently three in the afternoon, local time. Thank you for flying with us and enjoy your time in Prague."

Arthur turned to look at Tuck with a little grin. He was at a loss on how to handle this - not normally the type to have something like this happen to. They had exchanged numbers half way through the flight after realizing there was no use denying that they would at least try to make time for a date when they had the time. "Have to say, this has been one of the most interesting flights that I've had lately."

At the announcement, Tuck started moving. Organizing the empty bottles and glasses, and handing them to the flight attendant as she came through. Settling in for the landing, glancing at Arthur because he didn't like this ending thing. He hadn't thought that far ahead to where kisses and everything else went when the plane landed.

"So... If you have the time, why not have dinner tomorrow," he asked, not sure he would agree to it, but he was willing to try. "You can contact me if you want. No pressure," he assured him, blushing and ducking his head.

Looking at the array of empty bottles and the large bottle of champagne that the couple behind them had bought them and later said hello to, Arthur couldn't hold in his grin. They had drank a lot over the course of the flight and really, Arthur couldn't find it in himself to regret it for one second. After getting off of a job like Inception, he was entitled to kissing strangers and drinking like a fish on a flight.

He glanced at him when there was an offer of dinner and allowed his lips to curl up. "I'd like that," he said. "Figured if you were on a job you wouldn't have time." God, and there was that blush - he liked how it looked on Tuck and the way he ducked his head.

Glancing up at Arthur, Tuck went for broke and just about honest as he could get.

"For you I'm going to make time, Arthur. Not like they could fire him." Since technically he was off the record, no record of him being there, they really couldn't. The worst they could do was right him off as dead.

Well, no. They could see him dead but he didn't see that happening.

"Then we'll do dinner," he said with a little smile. "There are a lot of good restaurants in the city depending on what we're in the mood for."

To be honest, Prague was one of the places he loved the most next to Paris and NYC. Besides, he could get lost there and have a place to just lay low at and that was the important factor in his decision to go there instead of anywhere else.

"I'm staying at the Boscolo," he admitted, giving that opening. "I like it there. Classic and all. You can reach me there, or we can make plans now. Whichever you want," he admitted, taking a breath.

"Do you have bags waiting for you?"

Arthur knew of the place and it surprised, if only a little, that Tuck opened up about it. "It's nice," he admitted with a little smile, tilting his head as they started making their decent into the airport. He considered the restaurants in the area and the restaurants/bars in the hotel. "Want to meet at the hotel bar and we can go from there," he asked, raising a brow.

He nodded. "I do yeah. You?"

And for the first time in longer than he care to admit, Arthur didn't really want to go home by himself tonight. But - he probably needed the sleep. Needed a lot of sleep to be frank. He could probably account that feeling to the lack of sleep but he knew a part of it had to do with Tuck himself.

He shouldn't have admitted to the place he was staying, but he just did it and suddenly he didn't care. If Arthur was out to kill him, he'd deal with it if it happened. He had no belief it would though.

"That sounds good. Tomorrow at seven," he asked, arching a brow. He nodded though at the question. "Yeah, got to pick up a few things,' he admitted. "Just means I get more time with you," he admitted.

He wasn't about to admit to where he was staying just now, if only because his self preservation was on high after a job like the one they just pulled. Still, he would respect that Tuck trusted him enough to tell him. He had no plans of killing him of that he was one hundred percent certain.

"Tomorrow at seven," Arthur agreed with a little grin. He unbuckled his seatbelt after they landed and nodded his head. "Then looks like we can wait a together," he said. "Maybe I can get that private kiss." Arthur sent him a little wink, just taking a shot.

The thing was, Tuck didn't even ask. He knew better. Even if everyone else's life was not like his own, he didn't push for that. He'd learned over the years to offer and see how things worked out.

He smiled then, moving to stand up. "Only if you'..." And that made things sure. Blushing, he nodded. "Oh good. We're on the same page."

Arthur stood and moved out into the alley and stretched his arms above his head. He quickly opened up the compartment above their heads and took down his bag before giving him a grin - still finding the blush to be charming. "Definitely on the same page, Mr. Tuck," he said and gave a nod to the men who had sent them the champagne early on in the flight.

Staring up at Arthur, he found himself unable to stop smiling. There was plans for dinner. This wasn't just being cute and drunk on a plane maybe. He knew it wouldn't last and yet the desire for just that was more than he could let go of suddenly.

"Good. I'm glad."

He rose, winking at Arthur as he went to introduce himself to the couple, thanking them and then he was blushing darker when he came back, reaching for his bag.

He stood and watched Tuck talk to the couple then return with a darker red. "What did they say," he asked with a little smile on his lips, out of curiosity. Arthur adjusted the back over his shoulder and waited till Tuck had everything he brought with him.

He shook his head, glancing at Arthur and grinning. "They told me that we were adorable, but they were disappointed we didn't take advantage of the larger loo on transcontinental flights," he admitted, shaking his head again.

Arthur could feel a flush creeping up his neck as he laughed. "Well, someone didn't want to be arrested for public indecency," he sent a, what he would defend as fond, smirk in Tuck's direction as they made their way off of the plane with their belongings.

Tuck considered that for a long moment and then laughed. "Yeah, don't think my boss would be real pleased with that." God, he couldn't even get help given he was on his own on this job.

"Oh, you meant you, didn't you?"

[01] Well, hello -- Criminal Minds for noc

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Arthur totally approves of that place. Just sayin'. :D

Isn't it wonderful??

It is! I want to stay there. :D

I know, right?! So would love that.

Me. Too!

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