"i never thought i'd enjoy small town living all that much. thought i'd be running for the hills a week in." fabian admitted, chuckling softly. there were still times he felt completely out of place and felt that need to escape, but if he was completely honest he felt more free here than he had in all the cities he'd lived in during the height of his career. he was just another person here, another spec of dust in the grand scheme of things. even so, oliver's attention made him feel much bigger than that. it made him feel important, even as he tried to brush off his complimentary words. "well, probably." he teased, in turn also easing closer to the other as they hovered near each other, enough now that his arm bumped against oliver's. "but i prefer you anyway." even despite his nervousness, the way he fidgeted in front of him so adorably, his question had a surprising confidence to it. fabian turned towards him, his eyes trailing once again over that enticing mouth of his. "that's a good question." he spoke softly, his gaze unbreaking as he leaned closer, fingers ghosting over his jaw and his cheek. "what do you think i might want right now?"

the sound of fabian’s soft laugh was music to oliver’s ears, it was infectious and oliver felt a soft, blossoming awe form in his chest. “i’m glad you haven’t run for the hills yet. we like you here. i like you here," the confession was sheepish, but earnest, and was paired with a lopsided grin. he captured his lower lip between his teeth, biting back a wide amused grin at fabian's joke. and as their arms brushed, oliver's breath caught somewhere between his lungs and his throat, feeling like time had stopped. and oh, he wanted more. "you prefer...me?" his eyes widened in surprise. oliver had never quite been so flustered by another human being, but in all fairness he'd also never quite been so seen by one either. eyelids fluttered closed for a brief moment and his breath trembled, skin growing hot beneath fabian's light touch. "i..." oliver's eyes opened and met fabian's, his voice dropping to a whisper as he instinctively leaned forward just a fraction, "i think - - well, i hope that you might want to...to get to know me better right now."

one eyebrow lifted curiously, gaze lingering on oliver for a second at the question that had a fairly obvious answer for anyone who knew him, but he'd noticed apparently he wasn't well versed in famous american male gymnasts. honestly, it was kind of refreshing, even if a slight blow to his ego. "not as much lately, but... yeah. sometimes." he shrugged sheepishly, but he really was enjoying this conversation more than he wanted to let on, especially when he saw the nervousness flash over his features and he began to ramble. he smiled idly, tilting his head up to take in the expanse of the sky slowly before turning to look at oliver again. "it's beautiful." his voice had grown a little softer now as he looked at him. "i've decided now." he announced, watching him without breaking his stare, trailing from pink lips back to his eyes. "i was definitely hoping you'd follow me. and it was a good call, 'cause i don't really think i cared much about anyone else in there."

something about fabian drew him in, left him desperate for more after each interaction they shared. oliver was spellbound. he noticed the brief, shy smile that ghosted fabian’s lips and decided not to press further. in due time. hopefully he’d learn everything there was to know about the golden haired man that seemed to haunt his dreams. “i’ve decided that there are few things as gorgeous as the night sky, especially in a small town,” a hum as he watched the stars twinkle above their shared sky. he felt fabian’s eyes on him - of course he did - and the blush on his cheeks traveled to his ears, down his neck, and left him warm and dizzy with butterflies. "well, don't say that," he laughed, shaking his head. don't get my hopes up. “i’m sure there are tons of people back there far interesting than me.” his gaze grew courageous and drank in fabian’s lips. the way they curved, how soft they looked. and he stepped closer once more. “if you hoped i’d follow, and that wish was fulfilled,” oliver began, fidgeting with his fingers as he looked up at fabian from beneath his lashes, “what…what would your next wish be?”

plot : fwb ? exes that keep hooking up ? friends who hooked up for the first time but been pining forever ? i dunno go crazy go stupid