Move In With Me Chapter 1, an arrow fanfic

I Own Nothing

AN: I couldn't get this out of my head so I wrote it out first on my phone in email then in word after half of the story got deleted lol. I got it back though by just redoing the ending. I hope that there are no mistakes, but I had to edit this a different way since my desktop is being mean to me at times.

AN2: Roy and Thea weren't a couple, they were close friends in this AU set up. Oliver was never with Sara or Laurel either, but Sara had gone on the boat as a friend. Also Sara won't die even if this is set before that. I hated when she died on the show even if she was brought back.

Title: Move In With Me?

Characters: Roy/Oliver

Summary: It's been two days and a night since Oliver saw Roy. He's worried so he goes to find him after a sort of misunderstanding in their relationship. They finally become official and Roy gets an answer that he'd asked Oliver two nights before.

It had been two days since Oliver had seen Roy. He didn't know what was going on but it was unlike the younger archer. He had given him the first day thinking maybe he was finally getting sleep that he knew he was lacking. However it was almost 9 pm on the second night since he'd seen him. Their life was complicated on so many levels and not just what they did with their masks and hoods to save the people in the city. He'd fallen for Roy and he thought that it was going good for the most part.

He'd already started thinking the worst and not just that Roy didn't want to see him for some reason besides he was mad at him. He'd only almost called it quits once, but he wasn't planning on doing that again. He'd gotten scared of losing the man he'd fallen for. He didn't want anyone using that against him if they realized that Roy was his boyfriend. He'd already about lost Roy once before he'd realized he was in love with him a deeply as he was.

Felicity had pinged Roy's phone finding him at his home. Oliver knew where it was at. He had been here a few times even crashing on Roy's couch after a long night of patrolling and he'd been exhausted. There might have been more than a few times, more like the last couple of months. It wasn't always the couch that he slept on either. A lot of the time in the last month he'd started sleeping in the bed too. There were only a couple of night he'd taken the couch when he'd needed to think. By morning Roy was usually lying on the couch with him at times. He had gotten so used to it that most nights he couldn't sleep when he did go back to the basement of Verdant.

Roy had off handed joked he should just move in since he stayed there so much, but he hadn't caved yet. It had nothing to do with the neighborhood, even if it wasn't that great. The house was actually nice and he might have a few clothes stashed in a drawer. He'd never stayed that long with someone and he had never officially lived with them. He wanted to give in and say yes because he knew it hadn't just been a joke. Roy had meant every word of what he'd asked him three nights ago. It was one of the reasons he thought he might be mad at him or avoiding him. He hadn't even done the proper dating thing and gone out on a real date with Roy. He already knew he loved him, he just hadn't said that either. He was an idiot and there was no other word for what he was or had done.

Oliver knocked hoping that Roy hadn't gone off somewhere and left his phone at home. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. It was why he had finally told Felicity to find him. He knocked a second time but there was still no answer. Thankfully Roy had sense to lock the door when he tested it. It was easy to get in however since Roy had given him a key in case he was out and Oliver got there before he did.

He had used the key more than once even a couple times to surprise Roy when he hadn't thought he was going to show. He hadn't planned on it those times, but he'd finally shown up crawling into the bed behind Roy holding him as close as he could get him. It had felt right too having Roy next to him. Waking up together and having lazy morning kisses and sex not doing anything else for a couple of hours since they had no where else to be. There was this feeling he got that no one else could get close to. The way Roy fit just right in his arms and when their bodies were locked together.

~RO OR~

Oliver locked the door back when he got inside before taking note of the place. Roy wasn't in the living room or kitchen area, but he seemed to have been earlier. Oliver walked back to the bedroom area opening the door finding Roy in the bed. A weight lifted off of him because Roy was alive and hadn't been taken by someone wanting to send a message. He walked over fixing to say something to see how asleep Roy was since he had been worried He hadn't had even sent a simple text saying that he was ok, but he was at fault too for not doing the same. However Oliver stopped seeing multiple bruises on Roy's back and a really nasty cut that he knew hadn't been there two nights before.

He'd watched Roy change out of his suit before he'd left that night. He had thought Roy was mad at him then, but Roy had still kissed him, it hadn't been heated, but it hadn't been a brush off either. He'd held onto Roy after the kiss needing him to know he cared. He needed to get over his fears of losing someone else, but he knew if he lost Roy, he couldn't bounce back this time. His heart was too far gone in loving him to piece it back together if it got broken. He'd given Roy the space hoping that if he was upset he'd finally give him a chance to fix it.

Oliver was shocked seeing the cut and bruises since he knew that Roy could handle his self. He'd taught him a lot in the last few months. There might have been a couple of bruises but not the cut. It was angry and red as if it was getting infected too. Oliver tried to suppress the anger in him that was building because someone had gone after Roy. It would have shocked him how upset he was at the moment two months ago, but now it didn't. Someone had hurt Roy, but what hurt the most was that he hadn't come to him for help.

He hadn't thought he'd hurt his boyfriend's feelings this badly by not giving him an answer. He was hoping that Roy hadn't gone out and picked a fight to blow off steam either. He was having sleeping problems at times, but not as bad as it had been. However he wanted to kick the person's ass that had messed with Roy like this. He also wanted to yell at Roy for not coming to him. He wanted to understand why he'd just let it go and not even bothered calling or texting he was okay.

Oliver went to Roy's bathroom finding the basic things he needed but he was going to need more to make sure he didn't get an infection. He was also going to have to give him a lecture about not treating the wound right. The last thing he wanted was Roy in the hospital because he got sick. Oliver turned the lamp on the nightstand on so as to avoid bothering Roy if he woke up. Oliver winced seeing how deep the cut really was. He could tell that what ever happened had been the night that Roy had left the foundry and he hadn't given him an answer. He knew that Roy still had some issues with trying to deal with things on his own. He tried his best showing that he cared and wanted to be with Roy even if he had his own troubles expressing how he felt at times. He had never wanted something like this to happen.

He still felt responsible for what had happened when Roy for dosed with mirakuru. He'd finally told Roy what happened the week before and it had hit Roy hard. He'd wrestled with telling him or keeping it hidden, but it finally came down to not being able to lie to Roy anymore. He'd driven Thea away with so many secrets and lies, he couldn't do it to Roy. Roy might know most of his secrets now, but he hadn't wanted to hide anything from him. He'd helped him get passed the pain for the most part. He knew he was still feeling some too and it hurt.

He'd been there for his boyfriend making sure he hadn't done anything to risk his life. Oliver was hoping that this hadn't been steamed off from that hurt he knew Roy was still feeling. He'd thought about turning his self in for killing the cop. It was one of the reasons he knew that it had been the drug that had messed with his mind so badly. Roy was a good person and he'd taken a wrong path for years. It was what surviving life in the Glades could do to a person. He'd helped fix that and a lot more too.

~RO OR~

Oliver cleaned the wound surprised that Roy didn't even flinch as he cleaned it. Once he had the cut disinfectant and bandaged he put the stuff on the nightstand checking Roy's ribs making sure nothing was broken or cracked. He had plenty of broken bones and other wounds over the years to know what was or wasn't life threatening. He couldn't believe that Roy was sleeping so deeply, but it was also a relief maybe unless he'd taken something to knock his self out. He didn't see anything around, but it didn't mean there hadn't been.

Once he finished the check for anything broken he put everything up in the bathroom before sitting down against the wall needing to keep an eye on Roy. Anything could have happened if he hadn't shown up to check in Roy. He didn't know if he would have finally called him or shown up for help. He wanted to lie on the bed beside him, but he was upset at the moment. It wasn't just towards Roy either, but he should have come to check on him instead of giving him some space. He forgot at times that others weren't like he was and didn't hide away how they felt. He should never of let Roy leave that night without knowing how much he loved him.

He sent a text to Felicity letting her know that he'd found Roy and he was alive for now. He did smile at her response of not hurting him too much since he was still his partner in saving the city. She added that she would come after him if he did too much yelling and she did know how to make people disappear. He didn't doubt it at all since he knew that Roy and Felicity were closer now. They were like brother and sister now and he was told if Felicity thought Roy needed a break because he was exhausted. He could tell too now and he usually called it before too much fatigue set in.

Oliver let his head fall back against the wall letting out a sigh. He was still learning on how to be the other side of his self. He'd locked everything away in a box deep inside only letting little things out at a time. It was different with Roy though, he'd thought he'd felt this before and he'd come close; but it actually ached at times not being close to Roy. The space he'd tried giving him for the last two days had about killed him, but he'd hoped that Roy would show up so he could apologize.

He'd been so stupid in not giving him what he'd really wanted. He wanted the same thing too, but he'd never had it before when he thought about it hard enough. He'd had a house, a mansion, but none of it had really felt like a home. Even before he'd been shipwrecked on the island; he'd had so many secrets and lies stacked against him. He hadn't even been able to admit to his self that he'd been in love with his best friend. He'd never gotten to tell Tommy he loved him before he died. He hoped somewhere in everything that Tommy had known.

~RO OR~

He looked down at his phone before going to the gallery of photos there. There were more photos on there now than there ever had been. Felicity had sent most of them to him from what she had taken. Then there were some he had taken as well. He scrolled down to the one that was actually his lock screen. It was of the whole team, but Roy was sitting beside him leaning his head on his shoulder. Felicity had set the timer on the camera before sitting on the other side of Roy with John and Lyla behind them. There was a second picture they'd taken the following day with Sara there too. They were his family, but he missed Thea too. He'd run her off with all the things that he'd kept from her and all he got was text messages.

His favorite picture however was one he kept hidden. It wasn't because he wanted what he had with Roy to be a secret, their friends knew he was sure of it. He just couldn't risk anyone using it against him to hurt Roy or his self if their secret identities came out. It would destroy him if Roy was used like that. The picture was of the two of them lying on the bed their heads resting together smiling for the picture. The second one that had been taken a second after the first was Roy kissing him. The first one was his favorite though because he could see Roy's eyes in it. The smile reached all the way to them and they were so much darker. He could almost see the love there that he needed to see now to know that things were always good even with all the bad in the world.

He looked back up at Roy again instead of his phone. He sighed running his hands over his face. He had fallen hard for the man on the bed over the last few months. He hadn't even seen it coming, but it had hit him like a ton of bricks. It was two months before when Roy had almost been blown up. He'd been trying to take down another guy and if Sara hadn't been there Roy would have died. They'd been taken by surprise with the bomb that had been set. It hadn't leveled anything, just been used to send a message and try to kill someone.

It had opened his eyes up to what he felt for his friend. It wasn't just mentor to student which had taken him almost losing Roy yet again to see it. Roy wasn't the only guy he'd ever loved, he'd been in love with Tommy, but could never bring his self to admit his feelings. They had loved each other in secret since they were fifteen. No one had ever known either until he'd finally told Sara. He'd taken her with him on the boat needing someone to talk to about what he felt.

He hadn't been able to take Tommy and be the way he wanted to be with his dad there. The last thing that his best friend had said to him was he loved him and forgave him when Tommy had died. He'd thrown his self into his work after that hiding everything again until he'd been faced with losing another person he loved more than family love. It had hurt so bad some days and nights he hadn't been able to do anything but be the Arrow.

Oliver got up from his place on the floor taking his shirt off before going over to the bed. He got in the bed behind Roy carefully putting his arm around Roy holding him close. He needed to know that Roy was okay and when he woke up in the morning he was going to give him an ear full. When he was there it was okay for Roy to be in battle, but it wasn't when he was alone. He couldn't think about it now though because it hurt already know that Roy had been injured but hadn't come to him. He'd messed this up though just as much as Roy had by not knowing he still wanted him.

Oliver closed his eyes feeling how hot he felt hoping it was just the lack of AC in the house combined with the hot heat outside. He placed a kiss on the back of Roy's shoulder hoping that by morning Roy would be better or he was taking him to the hospital. He knew how bad Roy hated them, he did too, but he was risking Roy's life over his hatred for the place. He'd do anything to take away the pain if he could, he would have taken the knife too.

~RO OR~

The sun was just coming in the window when Roy opened his eyes. He let out a slight groan at the throbbing in his head. His back was hurting along with his ribs, but it didn't feel like the night before when he'd collapsed into the bed sick. He'd meant to text Oliver, but after he'd thrown up he'd just crashed on the bed. He knew that he shouldn't have gotten into the fight, but the guy had thought he was going to mess with Sin. He hadn't realized until the last second the guy had a knife that had looked like a sword it had been so big.

He had promised Sara he'd look out for Sin when she'd left. He'd been hanging out with her after patrolling with Oliver. It happens too fast to stop, but he thought he'd be fine. He'd promised Sin he'd get it checked out if he wasn't better by the morning when she'd shown up the night before. She'd gotten some pain pills from a guy she knew and he wouldn't have taken them if he hadn't been in pain. It had knocked him out cold. If it hadn't been Sin he wouldn't have dared taken them. He knew his stubbornness had also gotten in the way of going to Oliver. He hadn't known how to face him after he'd offered for him to stay with him permanently not getting an answer either way. It hurt because even if he knew that Oliver loved him; he didn't know where they stood right now.

There was a smell of food coming from the kitchen, but he knew that Sin despised cooking. He was the one making her breakfast most mornings before he crashed for a few hours if he was out late into the early morning hours with Oliver. He'd made sure she had a key if she needed somewhere to go too. He smiled because between Oliver and Sin the couch was always used. He was just glad that Oliver had finally started spending most nights in his bed. Right now he wasn't sure when Oliver was going to be back though since he hadn't come looking in the last two days either. He might have needed time, but he'd thought he'd at least get a message.

Roy got up slowly going to the kitchen finding Oliver standing at the stove. He smiled since it wasn't the first time that Oliver had been there making breakfast. He'd gotten used to Oliver being around. He should have known that he'd come looking for him. He hadn't meant to make him worry but he knew he'd yell at him for not paying attention. It was also how they left things when he'd walked out that night. He'd kissed Oliver hoping that he'd give him some kind of answer. He'd gotten a hug that had been so tight he'd known that the man he loved was trying to tell him what he felt with it. He'd wanted the words though, out loud. He wished that things weren't so complicated even if he knew that would never change he could hope for it.

"Good you're up." Oliver said turning around feeling eyes on him. "Sit and eat then were going to talk about the last two days." He said putting both plates down on the small table.

Roy knew better than to argue with Oliver right now so he walked over to the table that Oliver had actually brought over one day with John. He said that a table was required to eat meals at. It had been a shock that Oliver could cook, but the food was good. He sat down knowing he did need to eat. He'd thrown up the dinner he'd eaten before he'd gone to sleep. He'd been glad that he had slept through the night even if he wished he had been awake when Oliver had gotten there.

"Thanks for this and my back." Roy said after a moment when he sat down. "I know you said after eat, but I thought I'd be ok by this morning. I meant to text last night but I crashed on the bed because I got sick. I didn't see the guy coming with the knife." He let out a sigh before looking up. "I was also hoping you'd show up on your own. I don't want to let you go and I'm sorry about the offer to live here." He still wanted Oliver to move in, but he wasn't going to force him if he didn't want to; even if he practically already did live there.

Oliver had been trying to play out what he was going to say since he'd woken up with Roy still sleeping beside him. He had kept waking up checking on Roy all night. His fever had finally broken which had relieved him of some stress. He thought about waiting like he'd said but Roy hadn't like he'd asked. He wanted to wait so he could think on more of what he wanted to say. He got words and his feelings messed up so many times by not thinking things through.

"I am only going to say this right now and we're going to eat. You can't just go off the grid and make someone worry. I know that by not giving you an answer it hurt. I didn't say no or yes and you just disappeared. I thought the worst and I was half right. So eat because I am trying not to yell at you." Oliver said sitting down across from Roy. He wanted to tell him more of an answer on living here, but he was still working through his thoughts.

He wanted to keep a watch on him to make sure he wasn't in pain. He couldn't lose Roy and it scared him to think he could have and never have known until he was dead. After a moment Oliver started eating after Roy did. He had thought Roy would say something but he hadn't which meant that Roy was thinking the same thing he was about how he could have died. He was also grateful that the subject didn't go farther about moving in. He kept coming back to his answer that he'd thought of all morning. He just needed more time on it and to know that this wasn't a dream and Roy was okay for the most part.

~TBC~

EN: Thanks in advanced for reviews and kudos. More to come in chapter two of these two that I think is adorable.

This was first attempt at Roliver and I'm not sure if have more, but wanted to at least give this one since I just couldn't shake it and needed the therapy after watching American Horror Story.