show me all of your affection
let it rain on me
"Loud and proud," Harper cackles, reaching out and flicking a chunk of blond bang. He never dyed his hair back home but man, now he never really can if he ever wanted to try. Bummer.
"They're so hipster, and I'm not fashionable at all!" The objection is swallowed by his laughter. Another pang follows as he realizes nobody is likely to know that term, which really cuts down on his meme potential.
Oliver glances at his lips again..
Oh. OH.
The flattery is becoming uncomfortable, not because of Oliver's insistence necessarily but because he truly doesn't find himself very attractive. "Thank you," he mumbles softly, eyes falling away. "Sorry, it just...it's hard to hear so repeatedly when I don't necessarily agree. But thank you." Because he doesn't want to make Oliver feel bad for finding Harper attractive, it's not a put-down against him after all. Though he doesn't say anything about his sudden epiphany, not wanting to assume or put Oliver on the spot.
"They're so hipster, and I'm not fashionable at all!" The objection is swallowed by his laughter. Another pang follows as he realizes nobody is likely to know that term, which really cuts down on his meme potential.
Oliver glances at his lips again..
Oh. OH.
The flattery is becoming uncomfortable, not because of Oliver's insistence necessarily but because he truly doesn't find himself very attractive. "Thank you," he mumbles softly, eyes falling away. "Sorry, it just...it's hard to hear so repeatedly when I don't necessarily agree. But thank you." Because he doesn't want to make Oliver feel bad for finding Harper attractive, it's not a put-down against him after all. Though he doesn't say anything about his sudden epiphany, not wanting to assume or put Oliver on the spot.
and pull down all your mountains
drag your cities to the sea
HARPER
