Must be heartburn. He's too young for that, though. No more caffeine after 8PM. ]
It's not so bad.
[ It's possible that half a minute later, a picture is sent of Connor sitting in the dimly lit front room of Keating's home/office amalgamation. The signature smirk is on his lips and bedroom eyes in full effect. He might be tired and tired of reading through casefiles, but he's not going to look like it. ]
[ As he opens the picture, his heart leaps and crash lands a moment later, unsure if it's a help or a hurt. Sometimes he feels like a puppy chasing a flashlight; just when he thinks he's got it, it darts away again out of reach. Either way, it's undeniably a relief to see Connor wasn't lying.
So, Oliver smiles, half-hidden by his fist. ]
You make working late look good.
[ Connor is also undeniably hot, and if Oliver stares a little longer than necessary at the picture it's between him and his conscience. ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 01:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-03 01:24 am (UTC)See you text it.
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Date: 2014-12-03 01:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-03 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-03 01:36 am (UTC)[ Nevermind that sometimes he just needs a little IT help. Sex is just a bonus. ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 01:39 am (UTC)[ He's got your number, Connor. ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 01:44 am (UTC)Technically, I'm asking you to do it for me.
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Date: 2014-12-03 01:52 am (UTC)[ He thinks he's just kidding but hahahahaha. ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 01:54 am (UTC)Very subtle, Oliver.
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Date: 2014-12-03 01:59 am (UTC)[ Tbh he doesn't want to know. ]
I don't mind.
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Date: 2014-12-03 02:02 am (UTC)I much prefer to keep you guessing. More fun that way.
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Date: 2014-12-03 02:12 am (UTC)His first instinct is to type fun for you, but he quickly deletes it. ]
I've noticed.
[ A beat, and he's feeling bold. ]
Want to know what I'm trying to guess right now?
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Date: 2014-12-03 02:23 am (UTC)They're black.
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Date: 2014-12-03 02:28 am (UTC)[ DEEP BREATH. ]
I was guessing when I get to see you again.
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Date: 2014-12-03 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-03 02:40 am (UTC)But I'm hoping it's soon.
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Date: 2014-12-03 02:45 am (UTC)[ Not entirely a lie! ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 02:54 am (UTC)Right. [ Not quite. ] I don't know how you do it. I'd probably lose my mind if she were my boss.
[ Nailed it. ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 03:02 am (UTC)Must be heartburn. He's too young for that, though. No more caffeine after 8PM. ]
It's not so bad.
[ It's possible that half a minute later, a picture is sent of Connor sitting in the dimly lit front room of Keating's home/office amalgamation. The signature smirk is on his lips and bedroom eyes in full effect. He might be tired and tired of reading through casefiles, but he's not going to look like it. ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 03:14 am (UTC)So, Oliver smiles, half-hidden by his fist. ]
You make working late look good.
[ Connor is also undeniably hot, and if Oliver stares a little longer than necessary at the picture it's between him and his conscience. ]
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Date: 2014-12-03 03:32 am (UTC)What are you doing right now?
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Date: 2014-12-03 03:38 am (UTC)Not working late. Enjoying the fact I have a normal job. [ Missing Connor. Feeling like an idiot for doing so. ] Why?
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Date: 2014-12-03 11:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-03 12:58 pm (UTC)Oh. ]
Seriously?
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