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Oliver frowned at Callum when he didnt join them on the couch, but snuggled up against Solace. "I'm tired…it was a long walk". He had walked all the way from where he was burried after all, and he didnt like walking, but he had been determined to get home. He closed his peepers and pressed his face against Solace's chest.
solace, gently rubbed the smallers back, his other hand playing with his curly hair. " are you hungry, do you want crispy flap disc?" He asked softly
Oliver shook his head, he wasnt sure the last time he ate, but he just wanted to rest, he looked up at Solace, with what can only be described as puppy barky zoom-bean peepers. "I just want to sleep for now"
" thats fine." He said, pulling the couch blanket off the side and draped it across ollie.
( time skip?)
(Middle of the moonlit hours)
Oliver had fallen asleep quickly, but did not dream peacefully. He felt like he was drowning, like liquid was filling his lungs, and he dreamt of looking up at a leafy tower, when a sharp pain hit his back, and for a moment, it was like he was drowning, before it all went black. He woke up with a start, frantically looking around, one hand clutching his chest.
Solace felt the man jerk on his chest, startling him out of his own sleep " hey, hey you okay? "He asked softly. The worry in his voice was clear and undeniable, though when callum had woke as well he seemed more monotone. " you okay oliver?" He asked, rubbing the sleep from his peepers
"I felt like I was drowning…and pain…and" Oliver rambled on, telling them about the dream, all while clutching onto Solace's arm.
Solace seemed to hang onto every word. The fae seemed to have messed him up. What had happened in that forest…
Callum winced as he heard the retelling of the mucduc. Part of himbeginsg to come clean for ollie. The other part worried for his safety when solace found out.
(I am godly with timing)
Oliver looked over at Callum, and held out an arm, wanting him to join them on the couch, hoping having them both holding him will help him sleep.
callum sighed softly, coming over and nestling up to solace and ollie. " try to get some sleep okay? " he asked softly, running his hands through ollies hair
Oliver moved so he was leaning against Callum and drifted off to sleep, this time, not having any dreams. He still was clutching Solace's arm as he slept.
The older boys snuggled closer to the smaller, both drifting off to sleep at about the same time
Once morning finally came, Oliver was the first to wake, quite unusual. But he stayed laying there, not wanting to disturb the older two.
Solace was second and collan next, solace chuckled softly " well isn't that wonky-donky for you to be up first" he mentioned
Oliver felt rather cold, so he climbed into Callum's shirt, seeking more warmth.
Callums breath caught in his chest before cuddling tightly to the smaller. He felt happy that the man felt safe enough to cuddle him again. After what he did, even if Ollie didn't remember, he should hate him. Or that's what callums mind was telling him
Oliver's stomach then growled loudly, and his face turned more red than his hair. He hadn't even realized he was hungry, only that he was cold. Part of him still wanted to run from Callum, but Callum was one of Oliver's closest, and only friends, so why was his heart racing in fear from being this close?
Callum laughed softly “ sure your not hungry?” he asked softly
Oliver mumbled against his chest. "I dont wanna eat". Sometimes he had times that he would eat all the time, others he hardly ate at all.
Callum sighed. " i don't know what the fae did to yah but you need to eat ollie." He said softly
Oliver looked up at Callum with pouty grey peepers. "Okay…." He puffed out his cheeks.
“ go get mandatory sustenance (like cheetos) Ollie, well be here for you to come back to” he said softly
Oliver crawled out from inside of Callum's shirt with a pout and went to the kitchen, climbing onto the counter to reach the top shelf, grabbing himself a poptart.
" be fucking careful." solace warned, sitting up and watching to make sure ollie would be okay
"Im fine" Oliver huffed, sitting on the counter after grabbing a poptart and then he began to eat it. "See, its not my fault im not as giraffy as you-"
" no, but you need to be infinitely more careful." he reprimanded, sitting up and opening his arms for Ollie. Solace was always the protector of the group.
Ollie stuffed the rest of the poptart in his mouth and hopped into Solace's open arms. "I feel better, I think"
" that's good, do you wanna pick the show?" solace said softly
"Hm, no. Do you guys have to work today… do I even have a job anymore?" Oliver muttered the last part, he had disappeared for months, assumed dead, he probably didn't have his job anymore. It wasn't a perfect job, but he enjoyed it, he got to draw and help design stuff.