[ As with most people, the childlike wonder of Christmas had died long ago for Oliver Queen; only once, during that first year back, when re-forging bonds with the loved ones who had spent five years thinking him dead seemed most important, did it hold any real meaning. Since then only loss and troubled memories marked the season; making plans didn’t register on his agenda, though...turning them down, especially from her, was a feat even the Green Arrow was incapable of. Barry and the others in Central City had become almost a second family to him; that, and reasons that only he and Caitlin shared, were enough to get him to attend the party.
No ugly sweaters; the music had been endured only because Thea forced him to, and every time he cringed or looked broodingly out the window, she seemed more satisfied with herself. All of that paled in comparison to what STAR Labs has been turned into; green and red tapestry, bows, and other intricacies of the decor that would have taken a considerable amount of time to notice. In a way, it felt like walking into a hallmark store, and his eyes were lifted as he began to navigate his way around.
It’s the sight of Caitlin that has him stopping unintentionally under a sprig of mistletoe; that’s the way it always happens, no matter how long or short a time they’ve been separated, he still gets just...a little stunned by her beauty ]
Hmm? [ The words don’t register immediately until he’s done taking her in; then his head tilts back, gaze following the motion to settle on what she had mentioned. ] Tell me Barry didn’t all of this.
[ Mostly because the mental image is filling his head; a blur of movement, the speedster zipping around, though...the more he looks at it, the more he thinks it’s someone else ]
I didn’t bring my bow. [ There’s a reason for saying that and the corners of his mouth twist into the beginning of a smile ] Which means I can’t put an arrow into anyone else that might notice...so maybe you should come over here first.
my favorite kind of tags, tbh
No ugly sweaters; the music had been endured only because Thea forced him to, and every time he cringed or looked broodingly out the window, she seemed more satisfied with herself. All of that paled in comparison to what STAR Labs has been turned into; green and red tapestry, bows, and other intricacies of the decor that would have taken a considerable amount of time to notice. In a way, it felt like walking into a hallmark store, and his eyes were lifted as he began to navigate his way around.
It’s the sight of Caitlin that has him stopping unintentionally under a sprig of mistletoe; that’s the way it always happens, no matter how long or short a time they’ve been separated, he still gets just...a little stunned by her beauty ]
Hmm? [ The words don’t register immediately until he’s done taking her in; then his head tilts back, gaze following the motion to settle on what she had mentioned. ] Tell me Barry didn’t all of this.
[ Mostly because the mental image is filling his head; a blur of movement, the speedster zipping around, though...the more he looks at it, the more he thinks it’s someone else ]
I didn’t bring my bow. [ There’s a reason for saying that and the corners of his mouth twist into the beginning of a smile ] Which means I can’t put an arrow into anyone else that might notice...so maybe you should come over here first.