Oliver tried very hard to ignore the Scott body language on this bed where they'd had sex and held each other and whispered sweet nothings and all that bullshit. God, stop thinking of that.
"Is it—" He wet his lips as he tried to figure out how to word it. "I'm remembering Pietro things now, but I'm still Oliver too. I know I'm Oliver and everything I've lived before now is just as real as my other life. Is that how it is for you?"
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Date: 2019-04-10 03:50 am (UTC)"Is it—" He wet his lips as he tried to figure out how to word it. "I'm remembering Pietro things now, but I'm still Oliver too. I know I'm Oliver and everything I've lived before now is just as real as my other life. Is that how it is for you?"