Oliver came back quietly, his footsteps soft against the floor. Athena didn't even realize at first, she was standing by the window, looking out into the night. The moonlight spilled through the glass, painting her pale hair in silver.
When she heard the door open, she turned slightly, and her lips curved into a smile when she saw him walking toward her. "You're back already," she said softly.
Oliver's eyes softened as he came closer. "Did you miss me that much?" he teased lightly.
Athena rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her smile. She turned back to face the window again, and before she could say another word, his arms slipped around her waist from behind. He rested his chin gently on top of her head, pulling her closer until her back was flush against his chest.
She let out a soft sigh, leaning into him without hesitation. The steady beat of his heart pressed against her shoulder, and for a moment, everything felt still.
