I was Born In A Thunderstorm

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Well now you’ve peaked my interest… is it something naughty?” he teased.

“Oh I have?” Oliver teased. “Well lucky me... maybe it is naughty..”

DEAN: What I would like is for you to meet me

DEAN: there's a hotel on 4th

DEAN: be there in an hour

DEAN: I think I may have to get one first?

DEAN: But hey, if you want one.. maybe you should come take it..

DEAN: I think that is a bit better than just a picture

Oliver: oh which would you like?

Oliver: i will take you up on that offer

“I’m a shapeshifter Donovan, not a mind reader. So, maybe be a bit more specific?”

Moving to stand in front of the male, Oliver smirked. “Oh, that’s good to know...I wouldn’t want you reading my mind right now..” He said with a wink.

“Very lucky you.” the shifter chuckle before raising an eyebrow. “So, what do you want?”

Oliver chuckled softly. “Well what do you think...or hope...I want?” Oliver asked curious about what he thought Oliver wanted.

DEAN: ..I mean, I never said T H A T

DEAN: You can send them if you want..

DEAN: I'm not complaining ;)

Oliver: Maybe I will..

Oliver: I certainly was not complaining...

DEAN: You little shit

DEAN: How dare you

DEAN: I trusted you

Oliver: Well If you sent me dirty pics, I'll return the favour..

♊ — “Either I’m full of myself or you’re a pretty good faker,” he teased right back. It wasn’t like there was any doubt Oliver enjoyed their time spent together.

Oliver watched the male and shrugged a little. “Well you believe what you want. I did enjoy it and should you not be with my sister, I may have been interested in you more..” he admitted.

Aaron: What are you thinking for lunch?

Aaron:; I might have time