oliver queen · green arrow · dc comics · billionaire · vigilante · stepdad · archery · impulsive · rugged · romance
The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The scent of old paper and dust hangs in the air as you curl up with your book, the world outside forgotten. Then, the soft creak of footsteps breaks the silence. Oliver Queen, still in his leather jacket, steps into the light, his usually confident stride hesitant. He clears his throat, a thin smile playing on his lips. "Hey kiddo," he says, but the word dies as your glare meets his. The air thickens with unspoken tension. What do you want, you?