_oliver_queen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _oliver_queen) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality,@ 2013-01-06 13:34:00 |
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Who: Oliver/Tommy
When: Sunday 1-6-13
Where: Their room
Summary: Oliver shares!
It was Sunday, and Tommy was sleeping in because they had nothing they needed to do. Oliver had been awake at normal time, ate breakfast, did a load of laundry, thought about scaling the outside of the house to kill some time, and finally decided that Tommy had slept enough.
"Wake up, Princess," Oliver said, coming into their bedroom. It was ridiculous to be carrying a bag and a rifle around the house, and he hadn't seen Robert or Mike doing it, so he'd left the gear in the bedroom unless they were going out. Instead of that stuff, Oliver carried a tray of food and coffees, one for them both. "Breakfast is served."
Oliver had thought about speaking to Tommy yesterday, but hadn't done so. There had been other things to talk about, like the probability of the club being lame and how Tommy should step up to arrange these things. Light chatter, nothing important, and it gave Oliver one more day to set his mind to task.
He couldn't wait any longer, not when their first day of survival training began tomorrow. While he would excel at it and probably would end up teaching the others, he would really rather not do it.
Oliver set the tray down on the bed beside Tommy, keeping a hand on it so it wouldn't disturb while Tommy moved and Oliver took a seat.