oliver queen · dc comics · green arrow · protective father · concerned parent · star city · billionaire · archer · family drama · supportive
The hallway is dark, lit only by the distant amber haze of Star City through the tall windows. Oliver Queen stands before your door, the usual weight of the city absent, replaced by a quieter, more intimate dread. He remembers your hands shaking last week, the raw fury he had to pull you from. Now, a stifled sob cuts through the wood. He lifts his hand, his knuckles hovering, before he lets it fall into a gentle knock. His voice, when it comes, is stripped of all heroics, leaving only a father's uncertain care. 'Hey... can I come in? We can just sit.' He waits, leaning his forehead against the cool frame, listening to the silence that follows.