he takes a picture.

“ this is an important event in the history of the universe. ”

“ i’m not talking about you taking a shower, i’m talking about you in a towel. ” 🤭 “ i'm kidding. ”

“ can i take another picture? ” 😯

“ congratulations, you made archer’s day better. ”

“ a week? hm. no... you did tooooo little. you could have given me a good morning kiss. ”

damn. hal got him. “ i was hoping for a good reason to get out of bed. ” he shrugs, sitting on the edge of the bed, opening his arms for a hug.

hugs him, squeezing his arms around his waist, pulling him to bed. “ it's impossible for you to escape. ”

“ i can’t have doubts? ” he bites hal’s cheek and then smiles. “ if you try to run, i’ll hold you in a hug. ”

“ why are you making that face? ” he raises his eyebrow. “ it’s not a challenge... if you try to run away i'll chase you. ”

he’s gonna do it? okay. oliver’s ready, a towel can be pulled and it won’t be his fault.

ollie laughs, jumping out of bed, running. he is determined to catch hal no matter what. “ come back here, pretty boy. ” he holds him by the towel. “ you're mine. ”

oliver shakes his head and puts the towel over his shoulder, he looks at hal. “ i’ll jump on you, hal jordan... don’t you dare run. ” he approaches slowly; slow steps and a silly smile.

oliver runs. as if running for his life (maybe he is) and before he could even go too far, he jumps, grabbing hal’s heel. “ come here!!! i’ll bite you if you don’t. ” he’s pulling hal back.

smiling. he managed to beat that. then he kneels and sits on hal’s waist. “ don’t you think you’re too old for that? ”

“ for me you’re not too old in certain details... ” he lies on top of hal, not caring if they were on the floor, then giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“ i don’t care about my age, i’ve had the same vigor since i was a teenager. ” he shrugs. biting hal again. “ and i’m sure you know that. ” 🥱

“ all right then, i’ll leave you alone. ” he sits. “ i don't want to cause any damage to your beautiful face. ”

he smiles between the kiss, closing his eyes to make the most of those seconds he had. “ good morning, my dear. ” he’ll have a great week now.