show me all of your affection
let it rain on me
With that little snag behind them, Harper gives a beatific smile and reaches out over the distance between them on the carpet to push playfully at Oliver's shoulder. "I'm glad you're in my life too Oliver. Though above and beyond might be too high for you to reach," he cajoles teasingly. Though he's certainly not extremely tall for a man on his own merit, the four inches between them is something he intends to lord over Oliver.
With this in mind he manages to smile more sincerely, to push past the dark thoughts and the hurts that never really fade. It's one thing to fight that battle himself. It's another to make Oliver feel bad for bringing something up that he didn't know would be a sensitive topic. "Thank you. If I'm ever ready, I'll let you know." Because honestly, Harper isn't exactly sure when he will be. If he ever will be at all.
At the invitation he crawls over to peek at the sketchbook, grinning wildly at the smooth lines and general shapes taking form into something beautiful. Something that's most definitely himself, but still appears to be a stranger staring out at him from the paper. "Holy crap Ollie, this is so good! Thank you!" Even incomplete, it's an honor that the man would want to sketch Harper at all.
With this in mind he manages to smile more sincerely, to push past the dark thoughts and the hurts that never really fade. It's one thing to fight that battle himself. It's another to make Oliver feel bad for bringing something up that he didn't know would be a sensitive topic. "Thank you. If I'm ever ready, I'll let you know." Because honestly, Harper isn't exactly sure when he will be. If he ever will be at all.
At the invitation he crawls over to peek at the sketchbook, grinning wildly at the smooth lines and general shapes taking form into something beautiful. Something that's most definitely himself, but still appears to be a stranger staring out at him from the paper. "Holy crap Ollie, this is so good! Thank you!" Even incomplete, it's an honor that the man would want to sketch Harper at all.
and pull down all your mountains
drag your cities to the sea
HARPER
