Sam

[nola_quicksilver]

Oliver had a headache. Wasn't that cute? He and Sam were sharing afflictions now!

After brushing his teeth—because he probably smelled like a lot of wine right now—he took the bottle of Advil out of the medicine cabinet, shaking a couple into his palm. As he swallowed them down with faucet water (he wasn't fancy), he mentally went over the current situation.

1. He was Quicksilver, a superhero.

2. In this universe, he was a fictional character.

3. He also had a twin sister, a version of whom also lived in New Orleans.

4. This Wanda wasn't his Wanda and the differences were sort of killing him, even as the similarities were comforting him in a way he could barely understand.

5. There was a Jean Grey in town too, which he'd just found out over coffee shop e-journal (what), and she was also from another universe.

6. Through it all, he was still Oliver Lindqvist. Who was going to go into his boyfriend's room now, finally, and make sure he was alive, if he was even there at all. God, how was he going to explain this to Sam?

Oliver took a deep, steadying breath before he crossed the apartment and quietly opened Sam's bedroom door. At first sight of Sam, he could feel himself warm with affection, but then immediately went tense. Because for the first time in all the months they'd known each other, Oliver recognized him.

"Are you freaking kidding me," he muttered.

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[nola_cyclops]

Sam couldn't feel too offended when he'd laughed at the very concept of Scott Summers earlier, right, with the blocked eyes? "Hey!"

[nola_quicksilver]

"No, not—" But Oliver couldn't answer for a minute, laughing against Sam's chest, his shoulders shaking. When he could finally speak again, he raised his head and said, "Your fucking name. Sam Scott, Scott Sammers—excuse me, Summers. Could it be any more obvious?"

[nola_cyclops]

After a moment, Sam also chuckled. Of course his name was still basically his name. "That's so embarrassing."

[nola_quicksilver]

"What's your nickname, 'Skim?'" Oliver's eyes were shining, though, and he looked more alive than he had all day.

[nola_cyclops]

"Oh my god." But now Sam was laughing too; this was the most Oliver he'd sounded in a while.

[nola_quicksilver]

And it felt so good to laugh together, just for a minute, to somehow forget about how awful this all was while mocking it at the same time. Eventually Oliver settled back down again, though, nuzzling Sam's chest. "I love you, Sam Scotters."

[nola_cyclops]

"I love you too, Oliver Maximoff." It wasn't as fun, but it was true.

[nola_quicksilver]

"I'll take it. I'll take everything I can get." Oliver settled back down again, sighing.

[nola_cyclops]

"We're going to make it through this," Sam promised. Because he would make sure they did. He would make sure Oliver was okay.

[nola_quicksilver]

"Of course we are," Oliver said, with confidence he didn't feel. That Pietro part of himself was really coming in handy. "You're my big adventure, and it's not over."

[nola_cyclops]

"I believe you." Well, Sam half-believed Oliver, and that was enough.

[nola_quicksilver]

"Good." Oliver held Sam tight, afraid he'd wake up alone.

[nola_cyclops]

Sam pressed a kissed to Oliver's forehead, the best kind of reassurance he could give.