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Remembering how to breathe
Jun. 21st, 2017 09:45 pmHe can't keep doing it.
At least not now.
Chase had torn open too many wounds, forced Oliver into seeing the darkest sides of himself and while he could bear the pain of his injuries there are deeper hurts that will take more time to heal.
So he disbands the team. Sends them all home. He can't be held responsible for anyone else being hurt or killed because of him.
Home. He can go home. Exhausted, aching, but it's home and Oliver freezes just inside the door. He's clad only in sweats but still more than capable of defending himself as he pads lightly into the living room.
All of the air seems to fall out of him at the sight before him. Leonard Snart. Alive and in his living room as he patches up a few injuries of his own and Oliver can't fucking breathe around the relief that surges up through him. He's okay. He's alive and god Oliver has missed him so much.
"One of these days I'm just going to get you a key."
At least not now.
Chase had torn open too many wounds, forced Oliver into seeing the darkest sides of himself and while he could bear the pain of his injuries there are deeper hurts that will take more time to heal.
So he disbands the team. Sends them all home. He can't be held responsible for anyone else being hurt or killed because of him.
Home. He can go home. Exhausted, aching, but it's home and Oliver freezes just inside the door. He's clad only in sweats but still more than capable of defending himself as he pads lightly into the living room.
All of the air seems to fall out of him at the sight before him. Leonard Snart. Alive and in his living room as he patches up a few injuries of his own and Oliver can't fucking breathe around the relief that surges up through him. He's okay. He's alive and god Oliver has missed him so much.
"One of these days I'm just going to get you a key."
