Oliver Queen - Arrow

He didn’t want her to hide who she was, because he loved her the way she was. In his eyes she was perfect just the way she was. Of course it helped that she was the one person he felt comfortable around. She had seen his scars and loved him despite them. He couldn’t help being somewhat grateful to her for that. “I love you, Laurel” he breathed out before turning back to the movie. Sometimes he just said, because he thought they both needed to hear it said out loud. 

She was in mid chew when he said and as he turned back to the tv, Laurel looked at him oddly. but it was something that needed to be said. She finished chewing, moved the bowl to the nightstand, and then cuddled up with him. “I love you too.” Laurel finally whispered back.

When he heard those words come out of her mouth he couldn't help the small smile that appeared on his lips. His arms wrapped a little tighter around her, holding her close against his chest. Sometimes he just enjoyed the closeness of her.....all the time if he were honest. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her in his arms. He kissed the top of her head, focusing partly on the movie while his fingertips traced down the side of her body. 

"It’s a classic" he answered. "There does’t have to be any other reasons" he added. It was no secret he  preferred older movies, but a big part of that was because he hadn’t been around for a lot of the more recent movies. His free arms instantly wrapped around her since he clearly wasn’t interested in eating anything right now.  

One of the benefits of being with someone who you’ve known close to forever, you could be yourself. There was no hiding your faults or your cracks,. No pretending to be a light eater, for the mode of the perfect woman, which is why Laurel kept eating, she was hungry. Plus she liked feeding him and getting cheese all over him for she could kiss it off with her mouth.

He didn't want her to hide who she was, because he loved her the way she was. In his eyes she was perfect just the way she was. Of course it helped that she was the one person he felt comfortable around. She had seen his scars and loved him despite them. He couldn't help being somewhat grateful to her for that. "I love you, Laurel" he breathed out before turning back to the movie. Sometimes he just said, because he thought they both needed to hear it said out loud. 

He crawled onto this side of the bed, letting her lean on him as much as she wanted. Sure some people might complain about having someone this close, but with her things were different. He enjoyed the closeness. He liked having her near him. When she was around it was like the weight of the world was lifted off his shoulders. He leaned back and watched as the movie started, and when he saw what it was he couldn’t help smiling. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. “You’re the best” he stated simply. 

"As long as you don’t go around quoting it like you did the first time we say it, you are welcome!" She smiled at him, got another nacho and leaned into him as the movie started, "I don’t know what it is about Princess Bride, just a good movie."

"It's a classic" he answered. "There does't have to be any other reasons" he added. It was no secret he  preferred older movies, but a big part of that was because he hadn't been around for a lot of the more recent movies. His free arms instantly wrapped around her since he clearly wasn't interested in eating anything right now.  

"Well then I will make sure you hear it from me more often" he answered with a small smile. He wanted her to know that. He wanted to her to feel that about herself. "Let’s go with the oldie….nothing beats a classic" he agreed before leaning in and kissing her on the side of the neck before making his way to the bed with the snacks. 

Evil, but she put the movie in and climb on her side of the bed. She reached over got a bite to eat, “this is a good one, just you wait!” She shifted on the bed kicked off her shoes, she shifted to lean on his arm as she took another chip. “So,” she looked over at him, smiling and hit play, she just wanted to see his reactions.

He crawled onto this side of the bed, letting her lean on him as much as she wanted. Sure some people might complain about having someone this close, but with her things were different. He enjoyed the closeness. He liked having her near him. When she was around it was like the weight of the world was lifted off his shoulders. He leaned back and watched as the movie started, and when he saw what it was he couldn't help smiling. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "You're the best" he stated simply. 

"Anything for you" he answered with a small smile. Sure they might be teasing at the moment, but he also meant those words. He would do anything she asked him to. Of course he wouldn’t put her any danger, but anything short of that he would do. He handed her the cheese and then he leaned back against the counter, looking her over. "You’re stunning, you know?" he added. 

"I’ve been told that, by a few different people" she told him as she poured all of the cheese in the bowl and turned to look at him, she smiled, "but it’s always nice to hear from you." Laurel smiled at him and then headed him the bowl as she got the drinks, following him to the bedroom. "So I got us an oldie and a recent move, pick between one and two." 

"Well then I will make sure you hear it from me more often" he answered with a small smile. He wanted her to know that. He wanted to her to feel that about herself. "Let's go with the oldie....nothing beats a classic" he agreed before leaning in and kissing her on the side of the neck before making his way to the bed with the snacks. 

"Nacho’s sound good….how about I help you and then we can go ahead and sit down?" he suggested once he had made his way into the kitchen behind her. "And I am brave enough to eat your cooking any day of the week" he teased. He adored everything about her, and he didn’t mind that she couldn’t cook. In fact it was just another thing that he found adorable. 

"I might test you on that?" she asked him, "cook for you later this week, and you will eat every bite?" She was kidding, smiled at him, "Okay," she moved around him, her hip bump into his as she grab the two plates and chips. Moving it around to sat up their plates, but then she grabbed a bowl pouring it all in "Cheese me!"

"Anything for you" he answered with a small smile. Sure they might be teasing at the moment, but he also meant those words. He would do anything she asked him to. Of course he wouldn't put her any danger, but anything short of that he would do. He handed her the cheese and then he leaned back against the counter, looking her over. "You're stunning, you know?" he added. 

"You complaining?" he asked, knowing very good and well that she liked him without his shirt on. Of course she wasn’t about to admit it unless he prodded it out of her. But for now he would take his time and then he made his way towards the car. He would get her extra bags. If he buttered up to her he would get more out of her, and besides that he enjoyed being good to her. 

"No," she said sharply, "I just want it…" and he left, "men," she muttered as finished unloading the bag, "How’s nacho’s sound?" she asked him as she heard him come back into kitchen, "it’s microwavable so I’m not cooking it, promise." She turned to look at him , "Not one word," burnt one meatloaf and it haunted her for life.

"Nacho's sound good....how about I help you and then we can go ahead and sit down?" he suggested once he had made his way into the kitchen behind her. "And I am brave enough to eat your cooking any day of the week" he teased. He adored everything about her, and he didn't mind that she couldn't cook. In fact it was just another thing that he found adorable. 

[Text] My place! I will be waiting…

When he heard her kicking on the door he made his way to the door. He was already shirtless. The only thing he was wearing was a simple pair of cargo pants. He pulled the door open and gave her mischievous smirk, but then he reached out to take some of the stuff off her hands. “Here let me help you with that”

"Where we having the same conversation?" she teased, but then held up a finger, "I got a few more in the car. As she walked back in, "so I might had got too much, but I noticed you were running low on a few things and I wasn’t sure what I wanted to eat tonight." She shut the door, moved into the kitchen, smiling at the bare back, "So still no shirt, huh?" 

"You complaining?" he asked, knowing very good and well that she liked him without his shirt on. Of course she wasn't about to admit it unless he prodded it out of her. But for now he would take his time and then he made his way towards the car. He would get her extra bags. If he buttered up to her he would get more out of her, and besides that he enjoyed being good to her. 

[Text] My place! I will be waiting…

When he heard her kicking on the door he made his way to the door. He was already shirtless. The only thing he was wearing was a simple pair of cargo pants. He pulled the door open and gave her mischievous smirk, but then he reached out to take some of the stuff off her hands. "Here let me help you with that"

[Text]  I was there the last time.  My place or yours?

[Text] My place! I will be waiting...

[Text] Change that to with our clothes off and you’ve got a deal. 

[Text] If you want them off, take them off yourself. I have dignity. 

[Text] I have no problem removing your clothes. 

[Text] Perhaps that could be arranged. What did you have in mind?

[text] You and me, big bed, tons of junk food, perhaps a movie, with our clothes on! 

[Text] Change that to with our clothes off and you've got a deal. 

[text] I have an idea if you are willing to not leather up tonight

[Text] Perhaps that could be arranged. What did you have in mind?

Oliver had just gotten back from a patrol, so he was in the shower. He came downstairs in nothing but a towel. He hadn't known she was coming over, but she was always welcome here. So, when he saw her in the kitchen he flashed her a smile. "Hey dariln" he said before flashing her a wink. 

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she blushed softly as she leaned against him a little and blushed deeper then she was before as she shook her head a little ” I love you too Oliver, more then anything in this world” she kissed him back softly and blushed once again as she smiled against his lips, she was still so amazed and so happy that she had him something that she never wanted to let go or give up, she never wanted to lose him. " Thank you Oliver, its perfect like you are" she whispered as she chewed on her bottom lip a little and blushed deeper then she was before that, her cheeks a deep red now " Even in your shirts" she teased lightly as she ran her thumb over his cheek lightly " I love you" she whispered once again.