jackfalahee: He was up late last night marathoning #HTGAWM for the finale this Thursday
At the bottom of the hill is a cave and, in Connor’s enthusiastic opinion, it is awesome.
On the other hand, Oliver is considerably less excited. All he sees is the pooling water and the dirt and is that a mouse? But, after they sweep it out and pinky swear to never leave food out, Oliver reluctantly admits that the cave is kinda awesome.
They furnish it with camping lanterns borrowed from Connor’s dad and blankets Oliver’s mom earmarked for goodwill. They use the Swiss army knife Oliver’s grandpa gave him for Christmas to carve their initials into the rock wall above the opening.
C. W. O. H.
Away from Connor’s older sister and Oliver’s younger brothers, they hang out all summer and every day after school. They go swimming in the lake just outside and try to find constellations in the night sky. One night they even try to spend all night out in the cave. They only make it till midnight but both swear until their dying days they will tell anyone who’ll listen that they made to dawn.
That small, damp, dark cave becomes a clubhouse and refuge. Their haven and home.
Coliver adorably married with a baby?
Oliver reaches for Connor in the night only to find his half of the bed empty and cold. He startles awake.
"Connor?" he calls in the empty room. Rubbing his eyes with the back of his palm, he throws back the covers and slides out of bed.
The baby monitor is turned off.
Oliver paces down the hall but stops outside of their daughter’s room when he hears Connor’s voice, soft but still audible in the quiet house.
"I’m not going to be like my father, I promise you that."
Oliver peeks in around the doorframe. Connor’s holding their baby girl, rocking her gently in his arms. She’s babbling up at him like she can understand his every word. Connor nods critically, like he can understand hers.
"You’re going to have a good life. The best. Your dads are going to make sure of it, okay?"
He leans down and kisses her forehead, and Oliver’s heart melts.
This is my family.
"I love you," Oliver says from the door way. Connor glances up, a little surprised at first, but his smile comes quickly nowadays. "Both of you."
"Hear that, angel?" Connor says to their daughter. "Nothing but love in this house." He glances at Oliver, waits patiently for their daughter’s babbling to pause, and says, "We love you, too."