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_oliver_queen ([info]_oliver_queen) wrote in [info]omega_reality,
@ 2012-12-14 08:38:00

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Entry tags:*complete, 2012 12, character: oliver queen, character: tommy merlyn

RP: Oliver/Tommy
Who: Oliver/Tommy
Where: Tommy's room
When: very early AM December 14, 2012
Summary: It's Tommy's birthday. Oliver gives the gift of lurking.



Oliver was in Tommy's room again, perched on the arm of the sofa with his feet on the cushions, watching Tommy tossing and turning. He'd used the window to enter silently. He didn't want to wake Tommy if he'd been sleeping and he was; restless sleep was still sleep, and Tommy needed it. It was the second night after Oliver's talk with Savannah, Thursday bleeding into Friday. He'd done this a little on Wednesday night, too, unsure and awkward with being there and he'd left before Tommy had awoken. It wasn't the first time he'd kept vigil over a sick comrade, but the circumstances were entirely different.

Dressed in sweats and a t-shirt, Oliver listened to Tommy's fitful slumber and quietly despaired that it had gotten to the point where he had to seek outside help to know how to be a friend. He wasn't even sure if he was doing this because he cared - and wow, was he fucked in the head.


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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 05:05 pm UTC (link)
Tommy wasn't getting better. If anything, he felt a little more like dying with each passing day. The symptoms were still there, and possibly getting worse. People looked at him like he was about to fall apart, nevermind that he was. Even worse be didn't know if they were really looking at him like that or if it was his paranoia.

He had plenty of reasons to feel paranoid. If the crazy SEAL and agent type weren't enough, there was Oliver coming into his room like a creepy stalker the night before. He had hated it. He was awake, antsy and unable to move, because that would mean confronting his friend and admitting that he was barely sleeping. He had stayed as still as possible, ignoring Oliver until he'd gotten asleep.

Tonight, it was much of the same. He didn't know when Oliver had arrived, but when he woke up, he could hear the other man breathing. He tried to ignore it for a while and then he gave up the pretense. "What the hell are you doing, Oliver? It's the middle of the night and I don't remembering letting you in."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 05:33 pm UTC (link)
"Silently debating on how fucked in the head I am," Oliver responded quietly. He was somewhat glad Tommy had awoken; maybe now he could figure out what he was supposed to do. "I've been told that nights are the worst and it'd help if you weren't alone."

The tea was on order, and Savannah was keeping them fed in a much tastier way than Oliver had been doing. The busyness of the day kept them occupied but it couldn't be easy on Tommy.

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 06:36 pm UTC (link)
"And you thought that this was the best place and time to do it?" Tommy sat up and fixed his pillow against the wall to used as a back rest. "You've been told.... I don't even know where to start with that. I don't know what's worse. That someone had to tell you that or that you thought it meant that you should break into my room, in the middle of the night, to watch me sleep."

He stayed still for a moment, but then he was getting up, wearing very little, just a tee and boxers. Clothes, especially the coarse material of what they could afford here was like sand paper on his skin. "Next time you want to come in, knock." He went to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. "Do you want one?"

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 07:28 pm UTC (link)
Oliver nodded in acceptance of the offer of water. "And that's part of the fucked up-ness," he said. "I don't know what to do, but I don't want to not do anything because you deserve better than that. I said you weren't going to go through this alone and I'm sorry it's taken me so long to put words into action."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 07:56 pm UTC (link)
Tommy tossed the bottle of water in Oliver's direction and sat on the arm chair. "I'd start with the knocking and actually telling me you're here. It makes it less creepy and possibly less illegal. You know if we were concerned with little things like the law."

He uncapped the bottle and took a sip, before resting the bottle on the arm rest. "We also agreed that you're an ass. I wasn't really expecting anything. There's really not much to do anyway. You can't do anything. The only way to make it better is with more drugs and the only ones that are on the island are not what I need unless I really turn into some desperate junkie, stealing from the infirmary and I'm not that bad. At least I hope I'm not."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 08:06 pm UTC (link)
Oliver turned on the arm of the couch and rest his bare feet on Tommy's chair. His cool, scarred toes touched Tommy's arm. "You're here, I'm here, neither of us are sleeping. We could just hang out. It's been a long time since we've done that," Oliver suggested.

He didn't want to give up, no matter the self-questioning or cause of his coming to Tommy's room.

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 08:18 pm UTC (link)
Tommy looked at Oliver's feet and then at him and raised an eyebrow. "Now, I know that your mother taught you better than that." He leaned back and closed his eyes. "Do you know what time it is? Do you know what time they wake us up? It's cruel and inhuman treatment. They are sadist and you're just weird too."

He might be complaining, but he made no move to kick Oliver out. The truth was that as much as he needed the sleep, he wasn't really able to get a solid night of sleep. "I might pass out on you. If you wait long enough, I'll end up waking up again." Tommy opened his eyes again, feeling at a disadvantage not being able to see Oliver. "When's the last time we hang out sober and with no women? Can you remember? Because I can't. There was always a bottle of champagne or ten, a few lines, couple of women. I'd like a couple of women right now. I'd take a few lines."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 08:31 pm UTC (link)
Oliver chuckled softly. "Weird, huh?" He scrunched his toes on Tommy's arm, like a kneading cat. "I don't think I've been called that one yet."

Oliver opened his water and took a sip. "Feel free to pass out. I'm good at being quiet," he said. "It's been long enough that we could call it a new tradition. It's your birthday after all. Time for new things."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 08:39 pm UTC (link)
Tommy pushed Oliver's feet off the chair. "I don't know what you did on that island, but where I'm from you don't put your feet on people, because it's disgusting. Maybe we can start learning manners before we move up to normal human behavior. God, your mother would be mortified if she saw you," he said chuckling.

"You're creepy at being quiet," Tommy continued. "I heard you last night. Is this going to be a normal event? Because if it is, I'll see if we can get a key and you can just walk in. You can even get back one of those sleeping bags they let us use before the mattresses arrived."

Tommy sorted. "And going back to those normal human behavior, you don't casually mention someone's birthday. You either wish them well, maybe a hug, a kiss if they happen to be sexy women, or you ignore it." He smiled. "But, I guess we can try this hanging out with no women, booze or drugs."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 09:00 pm UTC (link)
Oliver grinned. "She would be mortified. My feet aren't even clean."

He shifted onto the seat of the couch and made himself comfortable. "I believe it is going to be a nightly thing. If neither of us are going asleep, we may as well be insomniacs together," he said.

"Hey, give the creepy, crazy guy some credit for actually remembering. Most of the time, I don't even pay attention to what day of the week is it, let alone the date." Oliver had programmed a reminder on the laptop that they'd been given after they'd done their paperwork when Tommy had told them his birth date. "But if you still want a hug..." Oliver leaned forward, opened his arms, and gave Tommy a smarmy grin.

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 09:05 pm UTC (link)
"She might be mortified, but if you do it again, I will find a way to hurt you." He smiled wickedly. These people might thing of fists and guns, but Tommy knew that there were better ways to fight. "I'll tell Savannah you don't like her cooking and she should make it just for me."

Tommy groaned. "Don't you dare say that. I'd like to go to sleep sometime soon. I can't do this anymore. I need to sleep. I'm always tired, but then I go to bed and I can't sleep. I hate this."

He shook his head. "Nah, doesn't work that way and I will teach you how to behave. It's my birthday. You get up and hug me. I'll even be nice and stand up to make it easier." Mostly he stood up, because staying still for too long was just as bad as sleeping. He needed to move, but didn't want to look like a lunatic.

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 09:18 pm UTC (link)
"Now that's cruel," Oliver said, chuckling. "There's tea on order to help you sleep. I don't know when it'll get here, though." Oliver rubbed his jaw. "I could knock you unconscious..."

Flashing another grin, he rose and gave Tommy a solid hug. "Happy birthday, even though it sucks right now."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 09:28 pm UTC (link)
"I can fight my own way, a very efficient and less damaging to my hands way." He nodded. "Thanks for thinking of it." He didn't know if tea would do the trick, but he was willing to try just about anything. "I draw the line at being punched unconscious."

He closed his eyes as Oliver's solid body was against. His skin was so sensitive all the time and things either irritated him, like most of the clothes or made him feel really good, like his top of the line shirt that he was barely using to make it last. Oliver's arms seemed to follow under the last category.

Tommy had to resist the urge to sigh happily as the warm embrace made him feel better. He stayed there, possibly longer than it was proper between friends, before stepping back. "Thank you, and it doesn't suck so badly. I got my best friend back this year."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 09:38 pm UTC (link)
"I can do it without punching or bruising, if you'd prefer," Oliver joked, even though it was the truth. He was sure Tommy would learn how to do it, too, if Hanna's training was any indication.

Oliver ruffled Tommy's hair, making it more of a mess. "An ass of a friend who has forgotten how to be one, but I'll keep working on it. And as a step towards that, you get one question as a birthday gift, since I can't get you any women."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 09:54 pm UTC (link)
"That makes me feel all warm and cuddly inside," he said with a sarcastic smile, before growing serious. "I'll keep it in mind, though. If this goes on for much longer, you might have to." He didn't know how much longer he could keep going, especially with Callen and his stupid training.

Tommy smiled affectionately. "There are moments, when you're so much you, it's like we're back at frat parties and having a good time and the next second you're so serious." The spoiled kid and the recluse, both parts of who Oliver was. "When you can put the two together, then you'll feel better. Or maybe I will," he said, chuckling.

He shook his head. "I don't want your secrets until you are ready to share them. It has to be you, Oliver, or I'd be as much of an ass. How about you tell me one thing you're comfortable sharing? But before you do that, I'm going to bed, because those horrible sheets are still softer than the fabric on that chair. You can sit there if you want or the bed, whatever it's good for you.

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 10:38 pm UTC (link)
Oliver folded himself into a sitting position at the end of Tommy's bed, as Tommy tried to make himself comfortable, mainly so he could say, "My dirty feet are now on your bed."

Oliver turned the water bottle in his hands, the faint ambient light allowing him to see Tommy. "Something I'm comfortable in sharing, huh?" Oliver had to think about that one, even as he said flippantly, "That girl I told you about is really good in the sack."

The island had forged Oliver into the man he was now, but it was deeply personal, as was his vow to his father's sacrifice and memory. He wanted to try to reconnect with Tommy, though, and Tommy was offering him a simple way to keep things less personal. "I... know how to make comfortable sandals out of foliage and vines."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 10:50 pm UTC (link)
"As long as they aren't on me, I don't care. These sheets must be made of sand paper. You can burn them, if you like," Tommy said as he got in bed, sheets pooled down at his waist. Anything more made him uncomfortable. "If you can find me silk or Egyptians sheets, you can do whatever you like with these."

Putting the pillow back down, he lay on his side and watched Oliver. "If she weren't, you wouldn't have mentioned her. That's not a fact, but a foregone conclusion."

Tommy chuckled again. "Somehow, our definitions of comfortable changed in the past five years. I'm sure they aren't fine Italian moccasins, no matter how good you are." He stayed silent for a moment. "I guess I have a question that has nothing to do with that island, and you don't have to answer it. Do you still love Laurel? I know what you said about dating her, but sometimes, when you look at her...." He sighed. "Am I seeing things, Oliver? And I know it doesn't matter anymore. She probably thinks we're dead this time, wrecked bike and all.'

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 11:07 pm UTC (link)
"I'll see what I can do about the sheets. Don't get your hopes up." Oliver doubted anything expensive would be available. Besides which, the sand and sea wouldn't help them last long.

Oliver was and wasn't surprised about the question of Laurel. He thought about his answer carefully before putting it into words. "I do love her, but not the real her. The memories, the fantasy I built up in my head of her while I was gone - that Laurel doesn't exist. If I look at her like I do, I'm looking at an illusion of what was that is disconnected to her."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-15 11:35 pm UTC (link)
Tommy chuckled. "I wasn't serious, Oliver. I know you can't get them. Since you seem intent in treating me like the damsel in distress, we can save that for when there are fights and guns involved. I'm perfectly okay with standing behind you and letting you deal with things." He hadn't really seen what Oliver could do, but he knew with whom Oliver trained and he heard little things. "How good are you? And it seems that I'm asking questions even without meaning to."

He could understand that. "You've been gone a long time. We've all changed, and after you came back, we've tried to pick up where we left off, pretend that the past five years haven't impacted us, but they have. In different ways, obviously, but none of us are who we used to be. Maybe not me, since according to my father, I'm still that useless, irresponsible, lazy boy I was in college. He might be right, too."

He closed his eyes. "Nothing is helping, Oliver. Or if it does, it's temporary. If this really takes weeks, I might kill myself and get it over. It's not like Sam isn't making me want to do it anyway."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-15 11:49 pm UTC (link)
"It's okay. If I don't want to answer, I won't," Oliver said. "I can hit a bullseye every time with a handgun, knife, spear, or arrow. I've already mentioned my hand-to-hand. You'll be amazed at how good you get at something when you have nothing else to do." Or when people are constantly trying to kill you.

"You have to be different somehow, or Laurel wouldn't have given you a second look. I would bank more on something you did that pissed off your dad rather than what you aren't doing, to be cut off abruptly."

Oliver reached out to give Tommy's leg a squeeze. "You'll make it through the withdrawal. Sam's training on the other hand..."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 12:15 am UTC (link)
"I like that better than the lies. You don't have to lie to me. When something is too much, tell me that, and I'll back down." Tommy listened, rather impressed by the list. "Good thing I have you here, then. You can stop me from turning into a militaristic nutjob," he joked.

"I'd like to think you're right. I got tired of random women. Okay, maybe not of the women or sex, but I'm twenty-nine year old and I've never been in a relationship, I've never had someone at my side, someone I trusted, someone to share my life with. You know? I'd like to have that. Of course, when I reached that conclusion, we end up here." He shrugged. "I don't know what I did or didn't do that pissed my father off."

He sighed as Oliver touched him, but then smiled. "You're a true optimistic, Oliver. I like that about you." It was his turn to nudge Oliver with his foot. "Before you say anything, I'm under the covers so it doesn't count." He hesitated a moment, knowing how crazy this would sound, because it was crazy even in his own head. "Can you spend the night here? I don't mean sitting there, but here, lying down. I know how insane this is, but there actually is a valid reason. The withdrawal stops production of the endorphins and there are only so many ways to produce them. More drugs, exercise and touch, massages and hugs, I'm not even sure why touch produces more endorphins and faster than exercise, but I'm desperate and I'll try anything to get some sleep. Is that too weird for you?"

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 12:34 am UTC (link)
"I think there's only room for one nutjob in this friendship," Oliver said, chuckling.

Savannah had mentioned touch, and so the request wasn't completely out of left field. "Sure, I'll stay. I was told touch helps." Oliver shifted around so he was prone on the bed, setting the water on the floor. "Consider me a teddy bear. I'll try not to kill you in my sleep."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 12:48 am UTC (link)
"Good call. I'll stay sane and you can play the White Knight. I'll even swoon if it gets me out of shooting," he said, chuckling.

Tommy looked at Oliver, and that position wouldn't really help with the whole touching and hugging deal. He knew he had to explain and ask, but it felt so awkward. The world could come to an end right about now and it would do Tommy a favor. He counted until ten in his head, as if it really would happen, despite knowing otherwise.

"Oliver... mmm... this doesn't exactly work like that. I... I sort of need your arms around me, you need to touch me. Fuck, that sounds so wrong," he said, shaking his head. "You know what? Forget about it."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 01:15 am UTC (link)
Oliver burst out laughing, burying his face in the crook of his arm. He couldn't help it. "Tommy, are you asking me to cuddle?" he laughed. "You're right, it sounds so wrong."

God, it had to be horrible for Tommy to even ask. Oliver had to put the poor guy out of his misery, one way or another. The choke-hold would be less personal, but if he was going to get back to being a true friend he had to continue to actually act on it.

Turning onto his side, Oliver snagged the sheet from Tommy and bunched a barrier between their lower halves before manhandling Tommy into the most ridiculous and awkward spooning Oliver had ever participated in, and that included the time with the rope silks.

"I can still knock you unconscious," Oliver volunteered with a huff of an awkward laugh.

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 01:33 am UTC (link)
Tommy got pissed for all of two seconds, before he was laughing, too. "Not to sound repetitive, but you are an ass," he said, still chuckling. "If your manhood is threatened, you can think back to when my mother died and you used to hug me. Just pretend we're still eight and it'll be fine."

It might be ribbing Oliver, but it was completely wrong. There was no comfortable way to do this. Face-to-face put them so close that they could be kissing. Chest-to-back created a different sort of problem and he was careful not to get too close to other parts of Oliver that were best left alone. Fuck, this was really horrible.

Tommy turned his head and looked at Oliver. "Does it come with a memory wipe? Because I might take it." Of course, he was also a bastard and he couldn't be the only one uncomfortable. "At least I am being nice. I didn't ask you to strip down to your underwear since skin-to-skin has the most advantages."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 01:43 am UTC (link)
"Tommy!" Oliver sputtered in laughter again. "I'll have you know I don't put out on the first date." His arm remained solid around Tommy's chest, his other arm bent as a pillow beneath his head. "You'd better still respect me in the morning."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 01:52 am UTC (link)
"You're such a terrible liar. I know for a fact that you put out on your first date. You put out even without a date or in the middle of a date. You're the definition of easy," Tommy said, chuckling.

He tried to get settled in a position that put them in contact, without actually touching Oliver. His hand hovered for a moment, trying to place it without feeling like a complete idiot, but he gave up and ended up putting it on top of Oliver's, their arms next to each other. "This is so gay," he muttered, shaking his head. "How easily could you get into the infirmary and get me some morphine?" Not that he was really considering, but it had to be better than lying here, with his best friend, doing their best imitation of every romcom ever filmed.

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 01:58 am UTC (link)
"Yes, okay, I am that easy. Or I was." Oliver had only been with Helena since his return, contrary to what he'd told others.

"Very, but I'm not going to," Oliver said. "You got me into this position, you're not getting out of it. We're going to act like mature men and spoon the rest of the night."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 02:05 am UTC (link)
"Was? So how not easy are you now?" Tommy asked. "You know, I have to know how special I am. that's the only reason I'm asking, of course."

Tommy nodded. "I guessed that much. I wasn't going to ask you to do it. It'd be stupid. I know it's stupid to even think it, especially after this long without any drugs, but there are moments when it gets too much. The cramps, throwing up, being too tired to move, but not being able to sit still. There are moments when it's easy to say fuck this and try to get to that morphine."

He reached back and smacked Oliver's leg. "You do get that the point of this isn't to reenact Brokeback Mountain, but to have skin-to-skin contact, right? Because you're a little too fixated with the spooning. Is there something you want to tell me, Oliver?"

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 03:44 pm UTC (link)
"I have a silverware fetish," Oliver deadpanned. "To answer your other question, I'm not looking for a good time, I'm looking at a person."

"How much skin?" This was weird enough as it was, without clothing removal involved. Oliver also did not like having his scars exposed to pitying or questioning eyes.

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 03:50 pm UTC (link)
"And now we know why you weren't getting laid on that island. Not enough utensils made of real silver," he joked, before nodding. "I know what you mean. It's about finding a person that you trust and with whom to share your life." He looked back. "That trusting part must not be easy for you."

Tommy looked forward again, because it was easier to answer without looking at Oliver. He almost made a joke about not having to worry about it, because Oliver's chest went on forever, but that was beyond gay considering their position. "It's not like they give you a measure of squared inches of skin. The more, the better. It's something about body chemistry that makes people release endorphins. Don't ask me to explain it. I slept through most of college. I just know that it works according to medical journals."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 04:07 pm UTC (link)
Oliver went quiet for a time. Lying in bed with another guy, skin-to-skin, was way off the charts of normalcy. Sure, he'd been with other guys before, but he'd been so drunk and high he could hardly remember any of them, and most of the time there were women involved, too. But he was sober now, and this was Tommy...

And that was the clincher.

"Make a comment and I'll rip out your spine." Oliver raised up on an arm to pull his t-shirt off. "Get your shirt off."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 04:21 pm UTC (link)
And off they were in Wonderland again, because Oliver said things, but whatever passed in his head was missing, leaving Tommy to guess what that meant. "Why would I make a comment? Considering I started this insanity." Looking back, he probably should have kept his mouth shut, because this was turning out to be a very weird night.

"Are you always such a darling when telling people to get naked for you?" Teasing was the only way to go, and Tommy had learned to make a joke when they were still in high school to misdirect when things got to personal. However, the teasing and joking only went so far when Tommy was taking his shirt off and lying back against Oliver.

"Can I say that it does feel better?" he said softly as Oliver's arms went around him. The warmth and touch were grounding in a way that nothing else seemed to manage. After the initial sensation tapered off, he began noticing other things, like the fact that he could feel scars. Tommy squeezed Oliver's hand. "I told you that I'm not asking questions. When you're ready."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 04:36 pm UTC (link)
"You are such a pain in the ass, Merlyn," Oliver grumbled. He got comfortable, using his t-shirt as a pillow. He concentrated on breathing until he was centered again.

Tommy's skin was unusually warm and sweaty. It was reassuringly disgusting. "It had better feel better. And by telling me that you're not asking questions, you're pointing out that something is making you want to ask questions."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 04:44 pm UTC (link)
"Really? That's what you choose to say while in this position?" Tommy laughed at the irony, but it made him feel better than they could still joke around.

He shifted around until he was resting on his back. He turned his head and stared at Oliver in the dim moonlight filtering through the crappy blinds, keeping his eyes on Oliver's face. "One, you started it with that charming comment about ripping my spine out. Two, I'm pointing out that we don't have to pretend that things haven't changed. We can accept that and move forward, and you don't have to feel like every time you show me a new part of you that I'll judge you. I would never do that, Oliver. You're my best friend. That hasn't changed, and a few scars won't make a difference."

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 05:11 pm UTC (link)
"Everyone judges people. Disgust, contempt, pity, snobbery, sympathy, being pleased - it's all a form of judging." Oliver was less comfortable with Tommy looking at him. "Thea was horrified. Laurel went right on a crusade. I don't need or want people seeing me as a damaged cause." Because he wasn't; he was exactly what he needed to be.

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 05:25 pm UTC (link)
"That's bullshit, and you should know that. Did you ever judge me? Are you here, because you pity me? Do I disgust you for being so weak? Come on, Oliver, you should know better than that," Tommy answered.

He shrugged. "Thea is young. She's a sweet girl, but she is a girl and you are her brother. She doesn't know how to react. Laurel is... Laurel. We're all causes to her. I'm pretty sure that going out with me is in her own way the road to my redemption, which I don't mind," he added with a smile. "I don't see you as a damaged cause. I see you as my best friend, who can kick ass in my place so I don't ruin my hands. Is that better?"

Tommy elbowed him gently. "I'm not judging you, Oliver. I am thankful to have you back in my life, and apparently in my bed," he finished with a chuckle.

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[info]_oliver_queen
2012-12-16 05:43 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, all right. You're Tommy, and you're in your own special category," Oliver said. He might actually believe it, too. Being half-naked in bed with Tommy added credence to it. "For the record, this-," he motioned at them both in the bed, "-is still weird."

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[info]tommy_merlyn
2012-12-16 05:45 pm UTC (link)
Tommy laughed. "And I agree with you completely, my friend. Weird and awkward and so many more things, so why don't we try to get so sleep and pretend that it's not happening. This is one thing that we can ignore." When Oliver's hand settled on his again, Tommy squeezed it. "I appreciate it. G'night, Oliver."

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