[ In the silence that reigns following his confession, Oliver definitely starts to get the wrong impression. He becomes acutely aware of his heart beating a little too fast, sure that Connor can feel it where their wrists touch. But just as he's about to open his mouth to attempt some sort of damage control, Connor returns to Earth.
A wave of relief washes over Oliver, bringing his smile back to his lips. He leans back too so their shoulders are touching and turns his head towards Connor. ]
Yeah, we'll see how long that lasts. [ It would sound scathing if not for the light tone Oliver uses and his tiny grin, teasing to hide the grain of truth underneath. Then, he voices the thing that's been on his mind since Connor called him. ] Who knows if you'll even remember half the things you said in the morning.
[ But he follows it up with a gentle squeeze to Connor's hand, maybe saying it doesn't matter or it can't be helped, so he won't be mad. ]
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A wave of relief washes over Oliver, bringing his smile back to his lips. He leans back too so their shoulders are touching and turns his head towards Connor. ]
Yeah, we'll see how long that lasts. [ It would sound scathing if not for the light tone Oliver uses and his tiny grin, teasing to hide the grain of truth underneath. Then, he voices the thing that's been on his mind since Connor called him. ] Who knows if you'll even remember half the things you said in the morning.
[ But he follows it up with a gentle squeeze to Connor's hand, maybe saying it doesn't matter or it can't be helped, so he won't be mad. ]