_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, |
"Since returning, the only person I've had sex was with the woman who shot my mother," Oliver stated sardonically. "It came up out here, so here's where we're talking. We can always go inside."
Oliver smiled slightly. "I'd rather be around you while not speaking than with anyone else while not speaking, if that's anything," he said. "Talking to you doesn't feel forced, to me anyway, but I also don't talk much at all. I also can't help wanting- no, needing to protect you. It's an unrelenting feeling right here." He tapped his chest, over his breastbone.
"I'll admit wanting to return to what I'd been doing, but it isn't a constant pull as it was a few months ago. I promised you I'd become my own person, not focusing on the debts of my father's, and you were going to do the same with your life. Maybe we'll eventually get there, but I don't look further than today."
Oliver put his hand on Tommy's knee, their foreheads still touching. "No, that hasn't changed. I might've buried it, but it's always been there and still is."