There may have been a few people who’ve called me an adrenaline junkie. Excitement hasn’t been difficult to find lately...thanks to someone.
[ Glances like those were disarming; with the way his nights were spent, seeing the pit of humanity, and how dark the depths can be grated away at Oliver’s sense of self. Kara restored it by how sincere her eyes were. Pulling at something in his chest that had been dormant for awhile. Shifting slightly, blanket wrapped tighter around them, his hand moves away from her hair, fingertips on Kara’s skin, moving along her back, tracing imaginary patterns ]
That’s why you deserve even more. Being in Star City, you get used to how selfish people are, they don’t have a choice...they do what they have to in order to get by. Then there’s you...and I realize how lucky I am.
[ Leaning in, his lips brush hers in a chaste kiss before drawing back, reluctantly leaving the comfort of her warmth. Not having the heat of her body pressing into his feels like being thrown back out into the elements; being for a good reason soothes away some of the discomfort. Knowing what he’s looking for helps, too. Padding barefoot over to a table; the drawer opens with a metallic ring and he picks something out of it, folding his hand around the object.
Then it’s back to Kara; back to the warmth and comfort. Laying his hand over hers, a necklace drops into her palm, an arrowhead pendant hanging from it ] I have a little practice with making them...and I thought it could be a reminder, when you’re away.
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[ Glances like those were disarming; with the way his nights were spent, seeing the pit of humanity, and how dark the depths can be grated away at Oliver’s sense of self. Kara restored it by how sincere her eyes were. Pulling at something in his chest that had been dormant for awhile. Shifting slightly, blanket wrapped tighter around them, his hand moves away from her hair, fingertips on Kara’s skin, moving along her back, tracing imaginary patterns ]
That’s why you deserve even more. Being in Star City, you get used to how selfish people are, they don’t have a choice...they do what they have to in order to get by. Then there’s you...and I realize how lucky I am.
[ Leaning in, his lips brush hers in a chaste kiss before drawing back, reluctantly leaving the comfort of her warmth. Not having the heat of her body pressing into his feels like being thrown back out into the elements; being for a good reason soothes away some of the discomfort. Knowing what he’s looking for helps, too. Padding barefoot over to a table; the drawer opens with a metallic ring and he picks something out of it, folding his hand around the object.
Then it’s back to Kara; back to the warmth and comfort. Laying his hand over hers, a necklace drops into her palm, an arrowhead pendant hanging from it ] I have a little practice with making them...and I thought it could be a reminder, when you’re away.