DREW ANDERSON Andrew Anderson present and accounted for. I prefer Drew though. I'm on of the survivor's from the Quarter Quell. We were removed during the rebellion and transfered to District 13 where we're now preparing to fight. It's all crazy, but the Capitol will fall.
Blaine: I need to change the sound on my phone or something i never hear these damn texts.
Blaine: Oliver, you are not allowed to get anymore sick after this you hear me? You've used up your sick cards for the rest of your life, no more. not even a cold. cuz i swear you're going to drive my brother into the nut house if you even so much as get a stuffy nose after all of this.
Blaine: I'm fine with going to four, your guy's birthday should be spent how you two want it, I'm just attached to Kurt's coattails, where ever he wants to go I go.
Oliver: It's okay. You didn't miss too much, and I figure you're probably getting some feedback from Kurt over there.
Oliver: But Blaine, it's so fun to be sick and legally stabbed with needles to their hearts' content. Kidding, I read 50 Shades of Gray but no.
Oliver: You guys are too cute, like fuzzy baby pandas cute.
Drew: Us Anderson brothers suck with phones, huh?
Drew: I'd love it if you guys could come to Four. Or, like Oliver said, when he gets discharged we'll come to you. Eight's not too far.
Oliver: I am totally texting you even though you're right next to me, lol.
Oliver: Are you sure you don't want to go home, shower, and rest some? I wouldn't want you to exhaust yourself. I'll be okay for a few hours. I think the worst of the pointy needles are done.
What: Oliver and Drew talk, and Oliver opens up with what’s on his mind.
Where: District 4, along the seashore.
When: March 15
Oliver laughed again and nuzzled his face into Drew’s chest. “I know, if I don’t stop splashing around, I’ll scare all the fish, and then the fishermen might get pissed off once all the fish swim away.” He shook his head and flashed a sheepish grin. “Maybe… we can find a place of our own, you know, lay down roots? I don’t know it’s just the air and the sun.” He inhaled deeply and then exhaled. “It’s magical.”
He bit his lip tentatively, not looking forward to the needle side of things. Oliver was a doctor, and he could give injections and all sorts of other ‘sticking people with needles’ activities. When it came to people sticking him with a needle, that was another story. “Yeah, hold on, I’ll shoot a quick text.” A rather interesting skill Oliver had picked up in the years was this lightning-fast texting ability where he hardly had to look at the phone to know exactly what he was texting. Moments later.. “They’ll have a slot ready when we get there.” He stopped for a moment and he wrapped his arms around Drew in a warm embrace. “I love you, and whatever this is, we still have our happily ever after to live up.”
DREW
Drew nodded in agreement while laughing along with Oliver. "Yeah, you're probably right about that. They might try and take you away for scaring away the fishies." He held Oliver tight into him, loving ever second they were close. "I'd really like that, Oliver. Maybe build something up for us. It'll be our place. It's a great district to raise a family." Drew sheepishly snuck into the conversation.
He was glad that Oliver had a friend here in the district, it made Drew feel a bit more at ease. At least there'd be a familiar face for Oliver when he had to go through whatever he might and of course, Oliver would have Drew. Drew wasn't going to leave his side for anything. "Good. Let's go. I don't want to waste another second if something is..." Drew gulped and couldn't even finish his sentence. "Let's just go." Before getting a chance to even move an inch, Oliver embraced him. Honestly, it had been exactly what he needed in this moment. He let his head fall on Oliver's shoulder, and his arms wrapped around him in return. "I love you too. Promise me? Forever, right?" He pulled away so he could look Oliver directly into his eyes. "Promise?"
What: Oliver and Drew talk, and Oliver opens up with what’s on his mind.
Where: District 4, along the seashore.
When: March 15
Oliver had to laugh as he felt some warmth creep along his cheeks. “Husband, it really does have a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?” he replied shyly as he nuzzled against him. No matter how weak or upset or sad he might have felt in any given instant, it was like a hug or Drew’s presence always made it seem like Oliver had all the strength and happiness in the world.
When asked about work, he crinkled his nose slightly and hummed in thought. “I’ve entertained the idea of transferring. It’s entirely possible. I need a change, we need a change. It’s so peaceful here.” He smiled as he gazed adoringly into Drew’s eyes. “And you look so relaxed and happy here. I can see why when you felt the need to step away, you went here. The water is scary when you splash around all crazy attempting to swim like me, but just to sit and watch, it’s beautiful.”
Oliver bit his lips as he started to recollect. “A couple of weeks. At first it just felt like sleep deprivation, right? Because of the hours I work? But then it didn’t go away even as I’ve taken time off work. Then I thought it was exhaustion from traveling from Twelve to Four. But it hasn’t gone away.” He fidgeted nervously. “I - I’m scared, you know? Everything, you and I here - it makes sense. Then this pops up. I don’t know if I’m psyching myself out.” He glanced over at Drew nervously. “I - well emergency rooms are obviously 24/7. I have a former classmate down here who owes me a favor from the school days. That could speed things up a bit.”
DREW
If only Oliver and Drew could stay in each others arms forever, Drew would've been happy and content. "It's perfect. You're my perfect husband." Drew leaned in giving Oliver a small peck on the nose. "So, you'd be okay with living here permanently?" He was ecstatic by that idea. He could find something to do down here in Four and begin working too, like Oliver. Four could become home again. "We're going to get you to swim, I promise!"
This had been going on for some time. With everything going on, though, Drew couldn't exactly blame Oliver for not telling him. Things had been a bit crazy with the two of them. "Don't be scared, okay? Not yet. You have me and don't worry." It was difficult not to be scared though, Drew knew that. "Then lets go get that favor now. I don't want to wait any longer, you have already waited enough." Drew had to stay as calm as possible, but on the inside he was freaking out. Oliver was his world and he wanted to protect him but if he couldn't, it was like Drew failed at his job as his husband. Oliver needed to be okay and Drew was going to make sure that he was.
What: Oliver and Drew talk, and Oliver opens up with what’s on his mind.
Where: District 4, along the seashore.
When: March 15
It was not until they were outside and closer to the sea that Oliver took off his sunglasses to reveal the shadows, and he shrugged off his hoodie, not hiding things one bit. “Drew - I promise you, I’m taking my medication. Something just isn’t right,” he said, his voice shaking slightly. “But I promise you, I’m going to check this thing out.” He nervously ran the tip of his tongue along his lips before he reached down, took Drew’s hand, and placed it against his own cheek. “I just… it could be silly, but then again, it might not.” He met Drew’s gaze. “What should I do, wait for it to go away, or check this out?”
DREW
Just as Drew read the last text message from Oliver, he was surprised with a body on top of him and arms wrapped around him. "Hi, husband," he grinned wide at his words. He loved calling Oliver his husband, it felt so right. "Here? In four?" Drew loved being home and he loved being reminded of memories from the past. At first it was hard having Oliver here where he grew up with his family but now, he was happy to be here. He was happy to show Oliver his life, regardless of the people who meant so much to him missing from it. "What about work and stuff? I'd love to stay here though. It's.. my home away from home." Since wherever Oliver was was now his home, four couldn't be called the same anymore.
He plodded beside Oliver as they walked out onto the beach. Drew loved nothing more than to have his feet in the sand and the breeze off the ocean in his face and he loved having Oliver there to show it to him. Drew turned his attention to Oliver when he began to speak. He was shocked by his appearance, the bags under his eyes, the paleness of his skin. How did this go so unknown to Drew. He closed the distance between the two of them by taking a few steps towards Oliver and taking a deep breath. "How long... have you been.. not okay?" Drew asked raising his hand to Oliver's cheek. "Wait? No. We need to get this checked out right now! Right now." He insisted taking Oliver by the hand. Four had to have an open 24/7 doctor's office or something where he could take Oliver. His worry was taking over instantly.
Oliver: Drew? Um can we walk along the beach? I just - would appreciate the walk, and the talk, and the warmth of the sun. There's a lot on my mind, and I know part of marriage is talking, so I'm ready to talk about things that are on my mind, like an open book.
Drew: Yeah, of course. You know I'm here to talk to whenever.
Well we signed the marriage certificate, there technically can’t be a ‘re-do’ can there. Um, a party where you and I re-exchange rings and say the same vows, so they know exactly how it went. I mean, the emotion is there. I still cry when I read them, lol.
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