This town will never change, People come and go, it's all the same
Henry grins up at Oliver's not-so-subtle joke, slightly shifting his hips in an attempt to play at being tantalizing. So be it if there's already bit of an outline Oliver spies along the ridges of his pants; all the more for him to look at.
He's only glad that the blond can settle in comfortably beside him without any protest, even if the idea of a pillow fort is a bit childish. He has to admit that. But, did it stop him anyway? No. Why would it? Sometimes it's nice to let your inner child run free every now and then.
One of Henry's broad hands reaches out for the orange, beginning to peel away at it as he makes his silly joke to Oliver. A smile softens his smirk when Oliver reflects one back at him in turn. "You're cute," he mumbles, though they are in close enough proximity that his words are still audible. He lets the running joke go, though, far more interested in something a little more serious now... "So what do you normally do when you don't have someone here to build you magnificent pillow kingdoms?" As if there couldn't be anything better.
He's only glad that the blond can settle in comfortably beside him without any protest, even if the idea of a pillow fort is a bit childish. He has to admit that. But, did it stop him anyway? No. Why would it? Sometimes it's nice to let your inner child run free every now and then.
One of Henry's broad hands reaches out for the orange, beginning to peel away at it as he makes his silly joke to Oliver. A smile softens his smirk when Oliver reflects one back at him in turn. "You're cute," he mumbles, though they are in close enough proximity that his words are still audible. He lets the running joke go, though, far more interested in something a little more serious now... "So what do you normally do when you don't have someone here to build you magnificent pillow kingdoms?" As if there couldn't be anything better.
HENRY
