Re: Oliver/Tommy
"Stop thinking about it so much, because it is really this simple." He stopped when Candy returned with his mimosa. He signed for the drink and tip, and smiled at her. Some things were just too ingrained to stop
"Now that she's gone, I get that they are really. I do, but I don't really care about the shirt or the scars. I care that you're holding on so tightly to the island that you can't live in the present, and maybe that's really the problem." He leaned forward, arms on his knees and looked up at Oliver. "I'm an addict. I will always be an addict, Oliver. I'm not like you who used to have fun, or like Brian. There isn't a time that i don't have a problem and I don't think about drugs first. I can be clean for months, and still be an addict. That's never going to change, but you can. You have to, not because I'm asking you or because i want you to, but because you can never be normal again if you don't, or at least as normal as it's possible given the circumstances."
He reached over and put a hand on Oliver's knee. "You can't be my bodyguard and my boyfriend. You're not my bodyguard. You're not the Hood. You're Oliver Queen, that's who I need more than the bodyguard. I never had any fun with the bodyguards, but I plan to enjoy my life with you, but you need to stop playing the protector and using that as an excuse to pull back from life. You watch life go by you, but you don't live it." He leaned closer, and pressed his lips against Oliver's. It was the first time that he'd kissed Oliver in public and looked at Oliver hesitantly as he pulled back. "Is this okay?"