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sarcarnline:

She was surprised when he actually chose to confide in her, but not as surprised as she was when he told her what was wrong. Her eyes widened in excitement. “You got laid? That’s exciting!” She said, swatting his shoulder playfully. “So, what’s the problem?”

Even though they’re by themselves, he automatically glances around them when she speaks, sheepishly startled by the playful swat. “I...” Olsen sighs, annoyed with himself. He should just be happy, right? “The whole night was just a crazy...blur.” He explains. “I didn’t even catch a name.” He mumbles, embarrassed. How desperate had he been for a little human contact?

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sarcarnline:

“It’s okay…is everything alright, Olsen?”

Olsen hesitates, but it isn’t like he has anyone else to confide in. Wow, that is really fucking pathetic. He sighs, glancing around them before shrugging his shoulders. “I...woke up in a stranger’s apartment.” He admits, not meeting her eyes. Luckily, they’re standing in his lab at the moment, and there’s no one close enough to hear them; he also happens to be on his break.

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“I said hi. But I guess I snuck up on you.”

“Huh? Yeah, sorry, it was a weird weekend.” He explains. “I’ve been, um, zoning out a lot.”

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“Sorry, um--what was that?”

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She couldn’t help but wonder just how uncomfortable he was trying to comfort her, considering they had only spoken once or twice and he was only sort of warming up to her, at least according to her. She accepted the tissue with a small, grateful smile and wiped her face. She didn’t know whether or not she should spill it all on him or just tell him she was fine. It was a mixture of the two that came out. “I’m okay. It’s just…my ex-husband called today…” she didn’t know where to go from there and trailed off to wipe away more tears.

Considering her current state, he could imagine that she and her ex-husband had a messy divorce. He pushed his hair out of his face, gaze lowering to focus on the floor while she wiped at her eyes with the tissue. Chancing looking up at her again, he thought about what he could say that wouldn’t be completely useless or unhelpful. “Do you, um...want to talk about it?” He asked, recalling that being something he’d been asked before, when distressed. “You don’t have to.” He added quickly, not wanting to seem invasive.

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“Shit.” She cursed as he caught her crying. “Sorry, I thought I was a-alone.” She covered her face, trying to stop her tears but not finding the ability in her. She hated crying in front of people who didn’t know her well, but she couldn’t stop.

He was cautious as he approached, taking small steps further into the room. Rose was sitting on the floor, so he crouched down. “Are you okay?” He asked, almost automatically, before realizing--”I mean, you’re--uh, probably not, but...” Olsen didn’t know what to say. Reaching toward her desk, he grabbed a tissue, likely from the box reserved for the people she helped on a daily basis. Offering Rose the tissue, he soon sat down on the floor as well.

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Send me a “ & “ for MY muse (Olsen) crying while they thought they were alone and YOUR’S (Derek) walking in.

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After being reamed out by his superior in front of several colleagues, Olsen immediately found a place to be alone: one of the mens’ bathrooms. Once there, he did his best to calm down but found no such peace. He was humiliated, mainly because he hadn’t been able to stand up for himself. It hadn’t been he who’d made the mistake that set his boss off, but that didn’t seem to have mattered.

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Olsen approached carefully. “Rose...?” He called, before stepping further into the room. He caught sight of the blonde, shoulders shaking, before she turned to look at him. She was crying.

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Send me a “ ♦ “ for MY muse’s reaction to YOUR’S asking for a hug.

@camhadley

The other people in the lab had cruel senses of humor, Olsen thought as he approached Cameron Hadley’s office. After being social (for a change), he and his colleagues had wagered quick results with personal dares. Thinking he’d have a simple morning, Olsen had assumed he’d be fine; he’d finish his work quickly, and then excuse himself from the rest of the game.

However, things had gone a little differently. A fellow colleague was following at a short distance, to observe that he actually completed the ‘dare’. “Uh--Agent...I mean, Cameron?” He was told to use her first name. “I--” He glanced back at his coworker helplessly, his face and neck blushing brighter when he saw the camera phone. Just get it over with, he thought. “Can I have a hug.” He forced the sentence out.

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