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where are they now??

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Olive’s eyes widened as the wine bottle came close to toppling over and spilling all over the white duvet beneath them, and her heart stopped beating for a moment before they caught it and set it gingerly on the bedside table. “I’ll allow dessert this once…” The girl said sarcastically, knowing that she was always up for dessert any time. She watched as the person picked up the heavy landline phone they had purchased months ago on a whim and struggled to dial the number correctly. As they placed their order, she scooted over to them and began to play with their hair, only pausing to take a sip of wine. Along with the addition of glasses, their hair had grown longer as well. “Keep this up and you’ll really have a film grad student look going on, Theo.” She giggled quietly, knowing they were still talking to the person on the other end of the line. 

After they hung up, she grinned and kissed them quickly on the lips as thanks for not making her be the one to place the order, as she knew she’d end up getting it wrong somehow. “How long did they say it’d be?” She asked curiously, smirking up at them.

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Narrowing their eyes as they ordered and Olive teased them nicely about the length of their hair, they struggled to keep a normal tone on the phone. Getting quite good at not letting their anxiety get in the way of their phone calls anymore, they proudly hung up the phone when they were done. Pushing it away, they turned back at the small menace in their bed. “An hour, it’s their special day of the week so they’re kind of busy,” Theo explained, making their mouth the shape of a flat line. Yawning, all the wine had done was buzzed them enough to feel even more tired than they were when they got home.

“What do you wanna do until then? Do you want to pick a movie that we already have, torrent one, go down to my ex-job-from-hell?” the person asked, laying back and positioning themselves for a nap. Patting the spot next to them and then pulling Olive down next to them by the arm, they fixed the both of them into a spoon. “Fifteen minutes. A small nap first. We have time. Please.”

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where are they now??

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“There’s this place here,” She held up the phone, the phone number and menu pulled up on the screen, “I’ll just have chicken pad Thai. You get to feed it to me if you’re going to start being mean now.” Olive smirked, rolling her eyes at their words. She knew they were kidding, and was more than happy to play along. “And what about you, what does their royal highness wish for?” 

Theo pretended to take another sip from the bottle and Olive pouted, “Theoooo,” The girl whined, pausing to take a sip from her own glass. It really was quite good. Admittedly, she’d done some extensive research on wine recently, which explained her improved tastes, along with close proximity to the connoisseur beside her.

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Cradling the wine bottle like a baby, Theo took a look at the menu themselves. “Oh this is the place with the fried tofu pad Thai,” they said with their finger on their mouth, figuring if they wanted anything else. Laughing, they looked at Olive with a defensive expression “Can we get dessert? Is that allowed?” 

Shifting to grab their land line, they nearly dropped the bottle. Eyes widening they tried their best not to even chuckle because Olive would get upset. Placing the bottle and the glass on their nightstand, they leaned backward. Grabbing the old clunky phone, they embraced it and then sat back up. Looking back at the screen, they dialed the rotation correctly after a couple of tries. Within the time of them growing older in the past year, Theo had found a giant interests in yard sales. This phone was on of the results of that, and they made sure to use it whenever they could.

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“Oh, Theo.”

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“Why do you always have to make this gayer than it already is? Remember when you hated me? That was hot. This? Not so much.”

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where are they now??

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“There’s a good kind of death?” Olive asked, eye brow raised in amusement. They were being dramatic, and she couldn’t help but giggle. “Pad Thai would be amazing,” 

Olive took their phone from their hand, trading off and handing them the bottle and its opener. She began to scroll down the list of take out places, eliminating a few before settling on one and clicking on the link. Glancing up, her lips met Theo’s for a few moments before they pulled away to apologize. “Somehow, I think I’ll live,” She assured them, “And what can I say? Drunk you is hilarious!”

The girl’s cheeks flushed red as they complimented her taste in wine and poured her a glass, “You really are in a good mood, huh? Complimenting my taste in wine and everything.” From the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of movement as they took a swig from the bottle, and she snapped teasingly, “Oi! I got you a glass for a reason, you know!”

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Nearly spitting out wine all over her and the bed, Theo covered their mouth and held in their laughter as best as they could. It took a couple breaths through their nose and holding up of one finger to keep Olive quiet to be at ease enough to swallow the mouth full of wine they had. Looking at her seriously after as if she were making it a big deal for no reason for a couple seconds, Theo broke out into laughter again. "Maybe I'm just being nice, I don't have to be in a good mood, gosh. I'll be mean to you then. I'll keep drinking out of the bottle," they argued.

Pouting, they moved next to her to view the screen in Olive's hands. "So what do you want, boss?" Theo asked in a bratty tone, giving her annoyed eyes. They weren't actually any of the moods they were pretending to be, they were just tired and that always made them theatrical. Pretending to start taking another drink out of the bottle, they glared at the girl whilst doing so.

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where are they now??

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“Sick of Tom’s?” Olive gasped, feigning shock, “Blasphemy!” She fell next to them, resting her own head on the pillow beside them, watching them intently as they explained that they weren’t in the mood for either option. “We could always just have something delivered…” Her voice trailed off as she was interrupted by them whining to get them drunk first. She couldn’t help but smirk at their suggestion, knowing that the second she’d brought up the bottle of wine that she had sold them on that option. 

“Getting drunk can be arranged.” She giggled, sitting up and hopping out of bed. “Stay right here!” The girl walked over to the other side of the room and put on the nearest record for background noise before turning to fave them once more. “I’ll be right back.” In a flash, Olive was bolting into the kitchen, throwing open the door to the wine cooler and removing the bottle she’d acquired earlier that day. After getting two glasses from the cabinet above, she returned with all three. “You didn’t have to get out of bed or anything! Now you just have to spend the rest of forever in here to make what you said earlier true.” She giggled as she reentered the room

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"I just eat junk there but my tolerance is starting to die and I'm beginning to feel like death, and not the good kind of death," they explained, pulling the skin under their eyes down for dramatic effect. "Ordering in sounds good, though. I could go for some pad Thai. We could be ridiculous and order from a couple of places if you even wanted...?" Before they knew it, she was already up on her feet to serve Theo wine and it made them feel even lazier.

Sitting up as she left, they look off their belt and socks, placed their glasses back on and began to get numbers for take out places. Surprised at how fast she'd returned, they wondered if she had taken a nap or something that would explain why she was so energetic. "Thank you," the person laughed joyfully, placing their mouth on hers for a couple seconds before taking the bottle and its opener. Pushing the metal coil-shaped contraption into the cork of the bottle, they twisted it while gesturing their elbow towards their phone. "I bookmarked a couple places that a specifically known for take out? I'm sorry I'm not in the mood to go out, this is my consolation. That and me being drunk, because we both know I'm ten times nicer and you like to laugh at me."

Sniffing the bottle after successfully removing the cork, they scoffed. "You're getting really good at picking these out? Like, better than me?" Theo commented, bringing it to their nose again before serving a her a glass first. Placing it inside her lap, they watched to make sure she was still looking at the screen of their phone before taking a swing straight from the bottle.

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where are they now??

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“That cat loves me- he just doesn’t know how to handle my love, that’s all,” She giggled, rolling her eyes at their teasing. They began to massage her legs and the gave them a quick peck on the cheek as she listened to them reassure her they were indeed fine, just tired. Things had seemed to improve for them during the past few months, and she liked to think she had something to do with it. However, she couldn’t help but check up on them from time to time, only wanting the best for them and worrying they would keep any issues they had to themselves like they tried their best to. 

Theo asked what she had in mind for the evening, and she scrunched up her eyebrows and pursed her lips in thought. She hadn’t really considered it much at all as she’d voiced her desire to go out the moment it had crossed her mind. “Hmm, there’s a new Mediterranean place that’s opened up in Bellevue we could try… Or we could just go to Tom’s.” The girl shrugged her shoulders as she listed off their options. The couple frequented Tom’s Diner now that the two of them were busy with their full time jobs. While they did cook from time to time, they found it was much easier to take a lunch break together and spend it eating reasonably priced food prepared by someone else rather than put in hours of prep and cook time. She felt them tug on the end of her shirt to clean their glasses, a new addition to their features that they’d acquired in the past months, and one that she quite liked, if she was being honest with herself. Letting out yet another giggle, the sound of their laughter chorused through the empty apartment, filling it with yet another ambient noise that made it feel like home. “Or we could stay in,” She suggested, “I picked up some wine earlier. Figured you might care to share it with me. Really, it’s your call, honestly.” 

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Undoing the collar button and another below that of their dress shirt as they waited for Olive to respond, they let out a yawn. Pouting their mouth at her ideas, they felt like a baby for not being in the mood for either. "I'm sick of Tom's, and I never thought I'd say that...", Theo sighed, letting their head fall farther back on the pillow to stretch their free neck. "I've had three cups of black coffee, and as nice as that Mediterranean place sounds, I'm not sure if my stomach would agree right now."

At first they felt bad, but then she also brought up a bottle of wine and the option of staying in. It was their call, but Olive had been waiting, and they felt bad. Letting out a whine, they took off their glasses again, this time setting them on their stomach. Rubbing their eyes, they spoke again and said, "Get me drunk first."

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where are they now??

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“I don’t know, Theo,” Olive shook her head as they came into the room to join her, “They just might surprise you one of these days. After all, there’s that cliche of ‘the grasshopper surpassing the master’, etc., etc.” She watched as they kicked off their loafers and sat beside her on the edge of the mattress, vowing to never leave the bed again. “Hey the full time cat lady’s my job!” The girl protested, picking up Holden Catfield and hugging him to her. “And you can’t never leave the bed, Theo. What about to use the bathroom?” 

Knowing she’d trapped them with their smartass remark, she smirked proudly as the cat squirmed out of her hold and ran across the bed to leave the room. “Psh, whatever. Who needed him anyway?” She shrugged, rolling her eyes as she turned her attention to the person beside her. “You doing alright?” Her eyes searched theirs as she readjusted herself so her legs were crossed over theirs and she took their hand in hers. She knew their hours at work were long, and they despised certain students- the particularly troubling ones she had grown to learn by name from the horror stories they told her- but she hoped that they were happy with how things were turning out. It certainly had to be a step up from manning the front counter of the video store as they had been a year previously. “I was thinking we could go out later; I finally have a night off and I’ve just finished up my essay.” 

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Turning to their side to do their usually narrowed eyes expression directly at her, they laughed as the cat left the embrace Olive had them in. "Sure looks like you've nailed the cat lady job..." Theo teased as they adjusted themselves to massage the girl's legs. Huffing a small laugh, they shook their head. "Of course, I'm just tired and crashing from my last cup of coffee," the person replied in a reassuring tone. One thing that did bother them about living together, was that Olive was around more to keep note of their emotions and behavior. Not that she was the problem, but they felt as if they were one with her constantly feeling the need to check on them. The living situation had bettered their emotions. Problems hadn't disappeared, but problems were easier to bear because of how easily accessible she was to their needs.

"Where would you want to go or what would you wanna do?" they asked her in a lighter tone, pushing a smile. Plans had never been Theo's strong suit and she already knew that. They were better at keeping company, checking hours/reviews on Yelp and paying either the full check or tip. Taking their glasses off to clean them on Olive's blouse, they giggled hoping she wouldn't get mad.

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where are they now??

It had been over a year since the two had unofficially broken up, only to reunite a few hours later, and with the passing of time, their relationship had strengthened. The drawer of Olive’s things at Theo’s apartment had grown into half of a closet, and slowly but surely all of her record collection had moved from her small apartment to theirs, until eventually she had stopped renting out her place and took up full-time residency in Theo’s. Over the course of their six months officially living together, Olive had climbed the corporate ladder at the Serafim Cafe, becoming the shop’s general manager and key figure in its expansion as they readied to open another location in the nearby city of Bellevue. She had grown considerably since she had arrived at Hale- the bills no longer went unpaid, and the pantry was never empty as of late. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride, looking back on it. 

The late afternoon sun filtered in through the skylight, casting long shadows as Olive read over her paper, one hand scrolling down the word document and the other absentmindedly petting the cat she had convinced Theo to let them take in after finding it poking around in the dumpster outside the building. Hale Community College was by no means her dream school, but they offered flexible online summer classes that she had decided to enroll in, determined to finally earn her bachelor’s degree. Letting out a sigh, she decided to take a break, closing the laptop and laying back on the bed, stretching her limbs as far as she could and letting out the loudest yawn her body could muster. Moments later, she heard the sound of a key in the front door, and she called out as it creaked open, “Theo! How were the angsty Wes Anderson wannabes?” 

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Scuffing their loafers on the ground as the walked home from the train, they began to nod off due to the comforting warmth of summer’s sun seeping through their jacket. Now teaching an "advanced" film class at a pretentious art high school, Theo's daily attire had gone from washed out graphic t-shirts and zip up's to button down's and jackets. They were nearing the age of twenty five and it made sense that their post high school apparel would eventually get inappropriate, but this formal of clothing exhausted them. The plus side to this was that since Olive had finally moved in after casually moving her stuff in over time, they were assisted on picking out the clothes, putting them on (because they didn't know how and refused to learn how to tie a tie) and were also helped getting undressed. Thinking of these changes over time gave them an even cozier and sleeping educing comfortable feeling. Before the girl had moved in, their place was just a space with a couple walls, cushions to sleep on and a toilet. Olive made their apartment a home, along with a cat that made their allergies act up but they would never admit that's why there was a recent spike in their sneezing.

Theo had gotten used to not having expectations as to what Olive would be doing when they got home. She was the weirdest roommate, and with a pet by her side, she wasn't alone. Laughing at the punch line they were greeted with, Theo dropped their bag on the ground and locked the door behind them. "Not as angsty as me, they'll never be able to beat the master," they yawned, kicking off the loafers that were starting to cut the back of their foot. Sinking into their bed next to the convincingly studious girl, they let out a blissful sigh. "I'm never leaving this bed again. Mark my words. Call my job, I quit. I'll be a full time cat lady."

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scarborough fair II theo and olive

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"And that’s exactly why I won’t let us die, silly." She assured them, rolling her eyes at their joke.

As her lips worked the skin on the side of their neck, she could sense their hesitation, and quickly, quietly assured them, “No one can see us, you know…” The girl was rather surprised to feel their lips on hers, and especially as deeply as they were kissing her. Theo was usually much more reserved in public, but she suspected the terror from the ride had gotten to them. The seat slowly wound its way around the wheel once more as they kissed, and she deepened it to drag it out longer. Moments later, they were halfway back to the ground and she pulled away, breathing more heavily than before. “I really-” She paused to let out a quick huff of air, cheeks flushed pink from the rush of the moment, “I really appreciate you coming with me, you know. I missed hanging out with you so much. And I’m sorry for dragging you on this; you can pick what we do next.”

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If she knew them well enough as someone should after months of interaction, she'd probably sense that something was wrong. One to usually hide their emotions, over those few months they learned that Olive was someone they could trust; With their fear, and now with their life in this slightly-risky situation. Within the time they'd spent with their mouths on each other, Theo had completely forgotten where they were and what terrified them for a short amount of time.

The spring air hit their now heated face when both of them parted and they realized where they were. She began to go on one of her small tangents that she always did on almost all of their dates that made them feel bad for her having to be so considerate, and a finger made their way on her mouth after her last word. "Don't—Olive, it's okay. It's totally okay. I want to be here, meaning that you didn't drag me. Plus this is where you brought me, so what we do is all in your hands. If anything, I should be telling you that I appreciate you trying to get me out of the house during this stupid funk I'm sure you've caught onto now," Theo told her, looking her as straight in the eye as they could in the confined space. Pressing a smile, the person leaned in before they made it back to the ground to give her a kiss on the forehead. 

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scarborough fair II theo and olive

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Olive could sense the person tense up next to her, and her face fell as they faked a smile. “Hey,” She nudged them gently to get them to look at her, “We’ll be fine, yeah?” Flashing him a small, reassuring smile, she tried to distract them as the wheel began to spin them around and up. 

As they ascended, the girl pointed out the different attractions, stating which ones looked lame and the others that they absolutely had to go on next. Minutes passed, and Theo hadn’t seemed to have relaxed much at all, and when the ride stopped with their bucket right at the top, she felt her heart beat grow erratic. How stupid of her to possibly think that she could make them have fun. The girl rushed to distract Theo, not wanting them to freak out at both the height and the creakiness of the rocking seat, and instead peppered a few kisses along their jawline and throat. “You know what the best part of the fair is?” She asked, trying her best to engage them in conversation, “Being able to do this on the rides.”

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Nudging them back and letting themselves smile back at her, they still rolled their eyes. "Whatever Olive, if we die - It's totally on you. An afterlife burden," Theo joked.

Leaning on the safety bar and squinting at everything Olive pointed out, Theo payed attention closely to try to distract themselves. The ride still felt slow since people were still getting on, and when she was done talking they sat back and sighed. Gulping again as they suddenly felt what they usually only did in the comfort of their own home, they felt their face warm. Such behavior would usually make them laugh at how cliche the situation was, but this wasn't the sort of PDA they were used to. Parting their lips to tell her that they probably shouldn't be doing that, they quickly changed their mind as the people above and below them started swinging. The sound and sight freaked them out, and they were sick of the pit in their stomach. Turning to face Olive, they kissed her the way they only kissed her at home. Having their eyes closed was scarier than keeping them open, but the feeling of Olive's mouth of theirs quickly dissolved the thought.

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"Possibly," Olive replied, blushing lightly as they hit the nail on the head- Her excitement about the fair wasn’t only motivated by her childhood dreams to go to one, but rather also fueled by the fact that she was not going alone or with family members this year. "You know, nothing says romance like a hastily-put-together ferris wheel operated by a highly-qualified teen." She teased, linking her hand with theirs.

She was glad they’d claimed to be doing well, because the last few months had been spent with her desperately trying to get them out of bed some mornings, and with their moments of happiness few and far between. The girl had grown quite worried over them, as it seemed no matter what she did their depression only worsened, and it was only during the last week that she’d managed to convince them to do even the smallest of activities with her such as changing out of their pajamas and going out to dinner with her, or going to the fair with her like they were tonight. She wanted to make sure their effort was well worth it. The couple filed through the ropes that formed the queue, eventually reaching the front of the line, where they were quickly boarded onto the next bucket. “Hope you’re not scared of heights, Theo.” Olive giggled, nuzzling up against them as the operator secured the safety bar over their laps. 

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Pressing their lips in awe, they tried not to laugh at her just in case she took it badly. Even if it wasn't, being there made it one of theirs. Olive was the perfect fit to any romantic dream they could ever have, and hopefully they were too. Relinking their hands, Theo gave hers a squeeze before bringing it up to their mouth to give it a kiss. "That doesn't peak my anxiety at all," they mumbled on to her hand."

After fifteen minutes or so, they'd reached the end of the line. Their stomach churned. The ride didn't scare them, but any sort of new experience managed to worry them. When the contraption they were placed in shook at their weight placement, Theo gulped. Looking ahead, they were more concerned about not falling off than the height they'd be reaching. Shutting their eyes when the ride started, they tried to keep themselves together. Opening and pushing an obviously fake smile, they let out a "Weeee" between their teeth.

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scarborough fair II theo and olive

Olive weaved her way through the crowd of people, tugging Theo by the hand behind her in an attempt to get them quickly from the entrance to the long line that had already begun to form in front of the ferris wheel. This was only the third time in her life she’d been to the fair, due to her brother’s fear of heights and cotton candy that had kept her whole family from spending nights out under the neon lights whenever it had been in town. “Hurry up, Theo, we’re gonna get stuck waiting forever! We can’t spend all night in line for one ride, you know.” 

The couple whizzed past entrances to other rides, signs pointing towards the “Hall of Mirrors”, and various-colored hearts directing other fair-goers towards the “Tunnel of Love”, but Olive did not slow her pace until finally securing their place in line. Turning to Theo for the first time since they’d arrived at the fairgrounds, a smile lit up her face. They looked quite disheveled and a bit out of breath, and she only made it worse by standing on her tiptoes to briefly press her lips to theirs. “You doing okay?” She asked as the teenager operating the wheel began to direct people to load onto the ride. 

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In their twenty four years of existence, Theo had never experienced any sort of fair unless it had been at a music festival, and nor did they ever want to. Olive had brought up the idea and it made them cringe within a second, but they had already rejected every other date idea. They'd been in an episode that kept them wanting to say inside for months now, and they were sure they were becoming bothersome. Now in a sweaty hand embrace around way too many people to even take in a full breath of fresh air, they were trying their best to not regret agreeing to the idea. The small girl pulled them to get to the ride faster so they wouldn't wait all night, but Theo wished it would take that long.

Walking as fast as they could they understood why the fair never appealed to them when fully taking in the scenery. Disgustingly cooked food, kids and teens screaming, packs of families and weird entertainment. When they finally reached a line that wasn't even that long, they sighed and realized they were being a brat. Looking down at Olive, they remembered why they were there and told themselves it could be worse. "Yeah, I'm good," they laughed lightly after the finish of the kiss Theo wished was longer. Looking up at the ride and then back at the girl they raised an eyebrow, "Is this a romantic dream of yours? To sit in one of these with someone?"

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a place in the sun II Theo and Olive

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"See something you like?" The girl teased as she noticed them staring at her. Their embarrassed smile was answer enough as their eyes looked at the floor instead of meeting her gaze. The two of them spent another five minutes in eachother’s embrace before Olive began to get antsy. "I have to peeeeee," she whined, wiggling out from under their arms and darting across the cold floor to the even colder tiled bathroom.

Not even a minute had passed before she was bolting back to the bed, her lack of proper pajamas never more apparent as she started shivering against them. Laying down beside them, she took their hand in hers. “We should probably actually get up soon,” she grumbled, not truly wanting to leave. However, she’d gotten a glimpse at the kitchen clock as she ran to the toilet and saw that it was swiftly approaching the early afternoon.

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Biting their lip at Olive's tease, they laughed again before turning back to her. The next five minutes of an embrace were pleasant enough to nearly put Theo back to sleep until Olive pouted about needing to using the bathroom. Trying to pull her, they failed as she slipped out of their arms and into another room. After a few seconds, they knew that they should probably get up unless they'd want to get the girl upset for sleeping even more.

Placing a foot on the ground, their plans quickly failed as Olive laid back next to them when she came back. Making them want to do the same, they lowered themselves to then be told that they should get up. Playing with her hand, they rested it on their stomach. "What do you want to do? Do you want me to make something, or should we clean ourselves up and get something?" Theo told her as they turned to face her while still holding her hand.

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a place in the sun II Theo and Olive

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With an erratic heartbeat, Olive leaned in to meet their lips again, only to find that they’d already closed the space between them. After a few minutes passed in complete ecstasy, she pulled back to turn her attention back to the person’s neck, enjoying every little muffled groan that escaped their lips. “I need you so much closer,” She sang quietly as she toyed with the hem of their Death Cab for Cutie shirt.

Moments later, the person moved their hands to the hem as well, slowly lifting it above their head and tossing it onto the floor. Though she’d seen the marks they’d made on themselves the previous night, her heart still ached as she observed the blood-red, half-moon shaped scrapes on their back. She didn’t say a word, however, but she merely made eye contact with them until they spoke again. “I love you so much, Olive.” 

The very words sent her heart into a frenzy, and she felt her reply build within her as it did every time she tried to express her range of emotions. She loved them, and words could not express how much she needed them. Needed them to be close to her, needed them to be okay, needed them to be happy, needed them to, kiss her all over her body right now… “I love you too, Theo. So much… God, don’t even know how much…”  She could feel herself begin to ramble and decided it’d be in both of their best interests to stop herself then and there, instead choosing to occupy her lips by giving them a quick peck on the cheek. 

With a gentle tenderness, her fingers ran down their spine and glided over the marks there, caressing every imperfection. “I love you… All of you.” The girl whispered, looking down at her lap instead of meeting their eyes. 

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Huffing a gentle laugh in awe over the small tangent Olive had began and ended quickly, they moved their hand to meet the spot on their cheek that had just been kissed. Before the hand could set against the skin of their face, Olive's hand moved over their spine and triggered a flush of feeling that was almost painful to bear without feeling Olive again. They knew what she was trying to communicate when touching their marks and saying those words, and Theo sighed semi-frustratedly over themselves and what they were feeling. 

Running a finger on Olive's jawline before tilting it to the direction of their face, they gave out another sigh looking directly at her. Theo looked at her for a minute or so again, completely baffled as they had been since the beginning of knowing Olive the way they knew her now. Worried she might think that the silent stare they'd been giving her was a bit odd, they blinked and gave her an embarrassing smile that caused them to look away. 

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