OLIVER
The ever so slight touch does cause his eyes to shift away, but he soon looks back at his friend, grinning and blushing. Over the comment? Over the contact? It'd be hard to tell. "You flatter me, even when you mock me for my height." He laughs and leans ever so slightly closer to Harper. "Happy that I'm able to be in your life, though, I'm surprised you're able to notice me seeing as you're simply so tall." He places a hand on his heart and leans into him, clearly playing around.
Oliver does doubt that Harper would ever be willing to be open with him, but the offer still stands. If the man ever does feel comfortable enough to be honest and open, then Oliver will absolutely be here to listen. "And if you ever want to come to me for even the smallest of things, I will be here. I want to help you, Harper... and if that means telling you which seller makes the best scarf, then hell, I'll do that for you." There were some unspoken things things that Oliver wouldn't exactly be happy to help him out with, but he's still be there for his friend. And hopefully the next hour wouldn't ruin that or change anything in a negative way.
Watching the man's face carefully, a dark blush soon surfaced on his face and he bit down on his lip, turning his head away slightly. "I'm really glad you think so. Here-" He quickly scribbled down his name in the bottom corner of the page and carefully tore it out. Holding out the paper, he smiled, "Think of it as your first artpiece. I'm sure that once you're showing off your acrobatics to everyone, you'll have people racing to give you a portrait. Hopefully one that displays your handsomeness- since I know for sure I couldn't capture it."
Oliver does doubt that Harper would ever be willing to be open with him, but the offer still stands. If the man ever does feel comfortable enough to be honest and open, then Oliver will absolutely be here to listen. "And if you ever want to come to me for even the smallest of things, I will be here. I want to help you, Harper... and if that means telling you which seller makes the best scarf, then hell, I'll do that for you." There were some unspoken things things that Oliver wouldn't exactly be happy to help him out with, but he's still be there for his friend. And hopefully the next hour wouldn't ruin that or change anything in a negative way.
Watching the man's face carefully, a dark blush soon surfaced on his face and he bit down on his lip, turning his head away slightly. "I'm really glad you think so. Here-" He quickly scribbled down his name in the bottom corner of the page and carefully tore it out. Holding out the paper, he smiled, "Think of it as your first artpiece. I'm sure that once you're showing off your acrobatics to everyone, you'll have people racing to give you a portrait. Hopefully one that displays your handsomeness- since I know for sure I couldn't capture it."
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
