A Wall of Difficult Dreams

OLIVER

Those terrifying words left his mouth and... and Harper didn't respond like Oliver initially wanted. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't what he had hoped for. Maybe he had been too wishful, thinking a man he hardly even knew would want to go on a date with him. Hell, Harper misunderstood what he meant, but it was too late for him to say anything. The point had already been made: unfortunately, Harper wasn't interested in him. At the very least, the man had let him down as lightly as possible and he also seemed so calm.

The delicate touch did cause Oliver to pause, his entire body freezing. Even when Harper pulled away, his back was rigid and body hardly even moved. He looked as if he were a deer, caught straight in the line of traffic. It was time for him to speak and... he wasn't even sure what to say. "Thank you Harper... I'm sorry if this made anything awkward. I guess I just wanted to get it out and- I'm thankful that you wont let this change anything." And Oliver knew he wouldn't mention it ever again. Harper had made his point and Oliver wasn't going to make him feel uncomfortable, not in the slightest.

"I guess... I should probably get back to work? I really should clean the manor, it's been a while since it's been properly cleaned." It was a clear excuse since, well, he wasn't sure what to say. He didn't want to make Harper feel uncomfortable or awkward. While they may be friends still, he wasn't even sure what to say anymore at this point.

I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING