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 Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 9:14 pm
Oliver shook his head again, looking very nervous indeed. "I-it's a non-counting kiss so it doesn't matter," he tried to argue. "It n-never really happened!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 9:18 pm
"If it doesn't matter, then why're you so nervous about it? Just ell tell me!" He clacked his tongue piercing against his teeth. "C'mon. Who was it?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 9:15 am
"If it doesn't matter, you don't need to know!" Oliver exclaimed despairingly. He was losing the battle of wills, it had always been easy for charismatic people to push and prod and bully him into doing what they wanted him to do. It was a fact that had not changed since his training on the island.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 5:52 pm
"But... if it doesn't matter, why won't you tell me?" Horace was beginning to feel a bit bad for teasing Oliver so much. One last pass, and he'd turn back to normal topics or leave, he decided. He didn't want the little hunter to hate him, after all. He leaned forward again. "Oliver, if you don't tell me, I'll just give you a kiss that counts, hm?' And he winked.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 6:08 pm
"It was Finn!" Oliver blurted out, "P-please d-don't tell anyone!" Sure he was Finn's friend, but that didn't mean he wanted talk floating around about how they had kissed... Even if Finn already had a reputation for that sort of thing. And it had totally been one sided, Oliver hadn't even known what happened until it happened. On top of that, he didn't want to get beaten up or anything. Where he came from, he was not exactly the sort of guy who people would brag about kissing. Not by a long shot.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 12:45 pm
His eyebrows shot up into his hairline. "Finn?" Horace wasn't good with names, but he remembered him "Eye patch? Flirts with anything that has a pulse..... possibly things that on't have pulses?" Horace looked Oliver over again. Yep, he could see it. In all honestly, he was surprised Oliver hadn't already gotten snapped up. Youth, an air of innocence - somebody should've corrupted him. Crossing his arms, he thought. Horace didn't think he liked the idea of someone trying to use Oliver, although the boy deserved to be in love. (Everyone did, that was a given.) "Don't look so worried, Oliver. I can keep secrets. Have you tried to kiss him in, uh, real life, though?" Alternate existences were fascinating to Horace.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 4:15 pm
That sounded like the same Finn... Oliver nodded, his cheeks feeling even hotter than usual. Never had thoughts like "love" crossed his mind, the closest he had come to liking someone was a little crush on a girl in highschool he never had the courage to talk to. Finn was just a friend, who... happened to marry him the day they met in a bizarre shared dream state. "N-no, why would I want to kiss him again?" The boy asked, just as innocent as he looked.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 4:49 pm
The look Horace gave Oliver was completely flabbergasted. "But why not?" Harrison and Rep had a weird kind of love that spanned existences - it was beautiful, even if he didn't like one half of that equation. He wondered how many others had a love like that. "If it happened in that alternate dream... thingy, it happened for a reason. You could explore the hows and whys here!" He jabbed a finger at Oliver. "And you could start by kissing him!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:03 pm
"I-I'm sure it was because I was the closest person," Oliver said, something approaching a wry tone in his voice. Rarely did he feel comfortable enough for sarcasm or humour, but sometimes it was necessary. Oliver shook his head firmly. "I-I can't, a-and I'm sure I don't need to. We're friends, i-it's not like I love him or anything!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:47 pm
"Well, I think you should, anyway. You don't know why he picked you." He crossed his arms. "What could it hurt?"grey dragon I'll have a nurse shoo him off soonish lol
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 6:44 pm
"He could beat me up," Oliver offered. Technically there were lots of ways it could hurt, but the boy didn't truly believe Finn would become violent over a kiss. The Moon hunter had once said it was his job to keep Oliver alive, and every time he was in trouble Finn had come through for him. Yet at the same time, Oliver couldn't say what Finn's reaction would be. It could be... Suddenly the blush on his face intensified as he recalled the discussion they had on his first jogging outing, and the offered 'demonstration' of endurance. And then that time Finn said all his working out had definitely put him on the path to an attractive body. It had finally occurred to the boy that Finn might not refuse such a request. Oliver curled up with mortification. Scar or not, lean body or not, he didn't know how to handle life if he was actually considered attractive.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 7:27 pm
Horace watched, interested, as Oliver blushed even harder. "It's Finn. Do you really think he'd beat you up?" He arced an eyebrow haughtily. He opened his mouth to add onto that, but there was a rustle and suddenly another head poked in. Ah, Horace had brushed past her on the way in. "Trainee, you have been bothering him for far too long. Get your a** out of the infirmary. Now." She crossed her arms and shot him a look that promised some sort of retribution should he not follow through. Horace obediently got up - he'd learned not to ******** with infirmary staff too much. These were the people who'd be taking care of his sorry a**. "Think about trying it, Oliver. Would do ya good." And he waved as the nurse made a shooing motion. Then, parting the curtain, Horace was gone.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 7:36 pm
"S-sorry," Oliver muttered as Horace was rousted by the infirmary staff. He couldn't argue for letting the other teen stay, as awkward as the conversation was making him, since he had all the confidence of a shellshocked mouse. Unfortunately, he now had nothing but rest and relaxation in which to think about how Finn might react to such a question. Not that he had any intention of doing it, but it was like trying not to think about a white bear the moment someone tells you not to think about a white bear. He just couldn't help it. With a huff Oliver curled up into his pillow so nobody would have to see his blushing.
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