angel baby (heavy editing)

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Warning: talks of sexual activity. I don't know why I'm adding a warning but it makes sense to.

(I forgot to add, while writing the bowling scene in the previous chapter, I was totally thinking of heartstopper. Watch heartstopper if you haven't because it's such a cuteee and honest show about the community and we need more of those :))

Additional warning: ableism.

        Lia and Lena got married on Christmas Eve in a small ceremony with only family and few friends in attendance. It took place at Lena's beach house right as the sun set. It was one of the most beautiful sights Oliver had ever seen. He wondered why he had never visited Lena's home prior but then realized why would he visit Lena's beach house in the first place.
The reception commenced immediately outside near the beach side. It was cold that night and everyone, including the brides, wore sweaters and jackets and the heaters hanging around helped. It was almost funny and unusual but it worked. No one was short of smile, including Oliver himself.
Right now, he sat in one of the chairs sipping on his eggnog. It was a special occasion and it was Christmas so his parents didn't give him shit for taking something alcoholic. He had seen them earlier clinging to each other, probably thinking about their marriage.
Ugh, those two.
He was surprised his father could make it. His mother, he could get because this was her assistant and the other bride gave birth to her son but his father...
From where he sat, he watched Chris slow dance with his mother. He didn't seem to want to do it because like he had once told Oliver, it was true that he was a bad dancer. Finally one thing he was bad at.
Chris...was insatiable. "It's always the quiet ones" was true and very accurate in the current situation. It was like a switch had turned on in him. Ever since their first sexual encounter, they did stuff everyday, not that he was complaining . No, he liked it a lot, a whole lot. Sometimes, it was even twice a day. The only reason why they had not disappeared somewhere and be all over each other was because of the wedding. Even after everything they'd done, they had still not had sex yet, well the penetration kind but then Oliver had been fingering him for the past few days.
Fuck.
He adjusted his tie, he could not afford to be horny at a wedding ceremony.
And they still hadn't told their parents. Not that any of them would mind. Even Lisa would approve. He had not seen the old woman in ages.
At that moment, green eyes met grey eyes. Butterflies danced in Oliver's stomach. Butterflies.
"Help me" he read Chris' mouth. Oliver just smiled shaking his head. He really hated dancing. The pout Chris directed his way next did things to him. Fuck, he was gorgeous.
    Chris had shown progress physically. His eyes were brighter, his skin healthier. He slept more and smiled a bit more and Oliver couldn't be happier.
It still baffled him just how fast things had changed. It truly baffled him. He spoke about Chris but he himself noticed some changes too. He felt lighter. He couldn't put into words just how lighter he felt. Good did come out of the past awful months. Hell, it was almost a year now since the whole "switched at birth" thing started.
Oliver almost didn't notice the soft playing music stop. He almost didn't notice Lia hugging her son but he definitely noticed Chris walking towards him. He looked almost hurried. He had watched Chris all night and Oliver thought Chris looked very handsome in his suit that night. He looked more mature, more masculine even than he normally was. He got him all hot and bothered. Chris arrived by his side a few seconds later.
"Mom says she wants to dance with you too but I told her later. Come with me",
Chris took Oliver's free hand and pulled him up. He almost spilled the eggnog but got his composure as Chris pulled him away from the scene of the reception.
God, if Lia had no idea what was happening between them prior, she knew now.
         Chris had Oliver backed up against a hard surface as they made out, not minding that they was at least four inches of height difference between them. Oliver honestly found it very hot. They could also be discovered by anyone where they stood but the thought of that actually happening made him even hotter as he pulled Chris' body even tighter. Was that sick?
Chris pulled back a fraction to whisper "touch me" before he was unbuttoning Oliver's suit jacket. They were getting out of control.
"No, no, not here", he whispered against his lips as he took the advantage of Chris opening his mouth to reply to dip in further and that continued for the next few seconds until Chris whispered, "where? Inside"
No, no, that was weird. It didn't matter how much he craved to get Chris naked, he couldn't do that in their house.
"No, not there. I drove here"
It was almost comical how fast they both rushed to his car. Oliver didn't give a shit, he had to touch him.
          Later, post orgasm, they both laid at the back seat of Oliver's car as thier breathing came back to normal. Chris had his back on Oliver's chest as they cuddled tightly. Oliver was smart enough to drive a mile or two away from the beach house because they weren't exactly quiet. And thank god for the tinted windows because their current state was not meant for a third eye.
Oliver thought of something.
"Are you free on boxing day?" He asked as he touched Chris' soft hair. It felt good to touch. It even felt better to smell. Was that creepy?
"Yes"
He still sounded dazed. Oliver smiled.
"Good. I want to take you somewhere"
Places. But Oliver wouldn't say that now.