Sitting Down with dl_greenarrow

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Ian walked through the lobby of the large building taking a deep breath and nodding towards the doorman as he made his way to the elevator. He'd been there a ton of times before, and a few times since Oliver had moved back to Star City, but somehow today felt slightly different. It was close to three in the afternoon and he was meeting up with Oliver so they could talk. He stepped into the elevator, reached out pushing the button for the penthouse, and when it prompted him for the code he started to type it in before he swore to himself and canceled it.

That was exactly what he needed, to walk right in and let Oliver know he'd obviously been there alone with Mia before. That really wasn't the way he wanted to start his visit. He cleared his throat and pushed the buzzer as he stood there waiting for Oliver to answer.

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Oliver was sitting at his computer when he heard the buzzer from downstairs. He switched to the video feed that monitored the elevators and paused for a moment, forcing himself to take a deep breath. He reminded himself that he had to be the mature adult here. That Mia really liked this guy.

And he could practically hear Chloe's voice in his mind telling him to give the kid a chance. It wasn't like he really had room to judge.

He pursed his lips and reached out, hitting the intercom. "Come on up," he told Ian, pressing in the code.

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The elevator jerked to a start and Ian slipped his hands into his pockets. He hadn't told Mia he was stopping by the apartment today because he was pretty sure she'd tell him not to.

But he thought it was about time for him and Oliver to actually talk. He'd tried avoiding the older man and that never seemed to work out well for him, so he might as well get it over with.

He heard the chime and when the doors slid open he sucked in a deep breath and walked out into the apartment.

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Oliver rose to his feet, giving Ian a short nod. "Ian. Thanks for coming. Would you like something to drink?" he offered, raising his eyebrows a little.

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He gave Oliver a tight smile and scratched the back of his neck while glancing around the room wondering if Oliver's better half was around also. "Sure...something to drink sounds good."

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Nodding a little, Oliver headed for the kitchen. "Water? Orange juice? Or coffee?" He grimaced a little at the last option, wondering how Chloe and Mia managed to drink so much of the stuff.

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He followed Oliver into the kitchen while making a face. "God no coffee please...I swear Mia consumes too much of that crap...watching her drink so much actually makes me nauseous."

He motioned toward the fridge as he walked over to the cabinet that held the glasses. "Juice is fine."

He stopped right before his hand touched the handle realizing what he was doing. Ian winced slightly sighing internally as he stepped away from the cabinet awkwardly, pursing his lips.

He was suddenly wishing he hadn't spent so much time here with Mia.

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Oliver smirked at that. "And Mia is light on coffee in comparison to my wife." He shook his head a little. "I don't drink the stuff either."

He raised an eyebrow at Ian's familiarity with the cabinets. "I know you've been here before. With Mia. Before Chloe and I moved back."

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"Believe it or not, I actually understand." He smiled a bit, as well. "And you can still come over here whenever you want. You don't even have to bring Chinese." There was a faint hint of teasing to his voice now. "Most nights, I cook and you're welcome to join us."

He paused. "I'm not comfortable with the idea of Mia spending the night at your place," he admitted. "But if it's something she decides to bring up, we'll talk about it then."