Laying in bed next to the woman he had slowly started to fall in love with was definitely not something Oliver ever expected to happen. Falling in love again. It was a foreign feeling he had been so used to himself and Arthur that now sharing a bed with someone felt strange..

Loneliness was a dangerous animal.

The type of thing that creeps up on you when you least expect it even if you have friends the moment you enter your empty apartment the silence that clings to the air.. it’s the most suffocating feeling in the world.

Oliver knew he should be sleeping but instead he’s laying on his side staring at the woman next to him with fondness late night talking had begun.. he wasn’t sure how long they had been talking for though it felt like minutes— he was sure it was actually hours.