Summary: Oliver his hobbies are sewing and reading. It helps when he is stuck on the island. also there may have been some Sarah bashing... sorry not sorry. Also Slade/Oliver

This is me trying to write mutual pining but also putting in the sewn - up and thread part in there... Have I failed to mention the thread? Definitely. Can you guys read inbetween the lines and just accept me trying to write mutual pining. I should hope you guys can do that!

Amount of words: 1812

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Oliver had begun seeking more hobbies after he stopped going to college. Here he began to read more books because he liked to read them when he was in college. However he began to like some survival and fantasy books for fun. The fantasy is more to escape reality and survival because even though he was a billionaire he still wanted to be able to survive if he would ever get stranded. He was also smarter than people would think about him. He would act like he was dumber. But he really wasn't.

However, reading books wasn't enough to pass the time. He also began to sew. Mostly because he felt like he should use his hands some more. He wanted to do something with his hand because he was always fiddling with his fingers. But he also brought the stuff with him on the boat. He had just been sewing when Sarah had walked in and began to do the same only for her to want to do more. What people didn't know was that he never really liked to cheat on people at all. Or that he wasn't even in love with girls. He wasn't even together with Laurel. That was just to mislead the paparazzi. He had been together with Tommy for almost a year now.

So no he wasn't in love with Sarah. But she thought he was because he would sometimes ask her things that would involve relationship advice. She had also been the one that had snuck on board while he had been trying to figure out how to sew some particular things. He however didn't really stop her because he wasn't really there at the moment. He had been focusing on the sewing itself. However before it could go further they were thrown backwards.

He grabbed his stuff because he felt like something was going to go wrong. Thus he grabbed his backpack with a lot of essential stuff. His mother hadn't been that happy that he wanted to sew stuff. But his dad was somewhat okay with him doing it. So they had gone to the store to buy stuff. Here they ended up buying a pretty big backpack. So he grabbed this and pulled it around his back when he was sucked into the water.

He came back up and was struggling to stay afloat. When he saw his dad. He swam to him and pulled himself up. He began coughing to get the water out of his lungs.

(This time skip is brought by me and ability to not write that well)

Oliver was just walking to a certain plane when he felt his hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He stepped out of the way and grabbed his blade out of his boot. He turned around to attack and growled when he saw that it was yet another man. He was beginning to want to be around women. And he was freaking gay! He took a step back when the man took a step to him. "Don't come any closer!" He was turning up a brave front.

He didn't want the man, the very hot man, to know that he was terrified. The man holds his head to the side and examines him for a moment. He then takes a step forward. However Oliver smiles and grins. "If you come closer I will not hesitate to kill you." He then takes a step back.

The man nods for a moment. Before he looks up. "military?" Oliver laughs at that and shakes his head. "Nah, someone that has been having too much time on his hands after he came here. and someone who has read too much." Then he turns around for a moment. He looks at the plane. He then also grabs another knife. He wants to do something to let the man trust him he is capable. He then turns back and throws the knife above the man's head.

He knows he will not hit the man but that wasn't his intention anyway. The man turns back to where the knife landed in a tree. It's pretty well embedded then the man turns back around and looks somewhat proud. "Well would you look at that." he then takes a step forward with his hand out. Oliver does the same and they shake their hands. "My name is Slade and I think that you will be someone I need. "Oliver." They will figure out later how good it is that they have met each other.

(time skip to when they get back to the plane and Slade has been shot and he needs to be sewed up)

Oliver grabbed his stuff he still had in his backpack. He always brought alcohol with him. Not only because of the fact that he was someone that was prepared but also because he just liked alcohol. When Slade asked him to tie him up he did that for him and pulled the thing pretty strong.

Then he began to disinfect it and also took a sip himself. When he began to sew it he felt Slade's eyes on him but he didn't look up and just kept going. When he was done with the first round he grabbed the alcohol again and took another sip before meeting Slade's eyes. He grinned at him before turning back to the task at hand. He made the final stitch and then snipped that part off.

He then put everything back but not before he took another sip of alcohol. He then turned back to Slade and began to cut him loose from the bounds. When he came loose Slade grinned. "Surprised you just did that. Were you a boy scout?" Oliver laughed at that and shook his head. He turned back to his backpack and pulled a new sweater out of it before turning to Slade.

"Nah, my hobbies were not so innocent. I was always planning for the world to end or for me ending up on an island all alone." He shrugged and gave Slade his sweater before turning back and putting everything back in the pack. He still felt his eyes on his back and turned back. "What's the matter?" He doesn't dare to call Slade Buddy because he knows that he will be chewed out if he would even think of doing it.

Slade looks a bit lost for a moment before shaking his head. "I don't know. Should I be worried that you are going to attack me in my sleep?" Oliver takes a step forward so that he is on eye level with him and looking him deep in his eyes. "I dunno, should you?" He then grins a bit and turns back. But before he can fully turn back around for the thousand time he is pulled back by Slade into his chest.

He honestly shouldn't be surprised at this point but honestly? He thought that he was the only one crushing on him. However before he can say anything Slade pulls him into a heated kiss. He closes his eyes and holds his head to the side a bit so that their noses won't touch each other. He grabs Slade's short hair and pulls him deeper into a kiss. However before they can go further Slade pulls back with a shortened breath.

They are both breathing fast. "Alright. You are a good kisser." However before Slade can walk away Oliver pulls him to him and looks him in the eyes before giving him a peck on his cheek. He grins playfully before turning away. He walks to his stuff and begins to order the stuff.

After this they begin to slowly get more and more together. However they almost never kiss because that is a sign of weakness if you ask Slade. Oliver on the other hand just flirts with him and is trying his best to not do something stupid. However he does something stupid when he decides to hunt and he ends up slipping down into a river.

Because of the slipping he has opened his knee and he also has a gash that is kinda deep. He groans when he sees it and already feels the lecture coming from Slade. However before he can even stand up Slade is standing in front of him looking hardened but also kinda worried.

He helps him up and they begin to walk back to the plane while Oliver tries to not bleed out from the gash. When they get back to the plane Slade puts him down on the table not all to gently before going through his pack.

Oliver honestly isn't paying attention all that much because he just wants the wound to stop hurting but before that happens Slade is back and pouring some alcohol over it. Basically ruining the thing. He says this as much. Slade stops pouring and looks at Oliver with a raised eyebrow. Before looking at his pack and then back. "So you want me to believe you don't have more in there?" Oliver looks at him with a raised eyebrow. "Of course I have more but wasting stuff isn't the right option you know. At least not on me." Slade's eyes pull together before putting down the bottle and grabbing the stuff.

He doesn't speak and Oliver begins to feel the burn on his hands where he tried to stop himself from falling more. But he doesn't talk about it because he is looking at Slade closing the gash. And even though they haven't really talked about the kiss or haven't kissed after it he knows that he wants to be with him.

However before he can say anything Slade pulls away and walks back to the pack to put the stuff in there. "So what are we? Just friends? Or aren't we even that?" Slade stops doing what he is doing and his broad shoulders come down a little before he signs and he says something before he turns around and pulls Oliver in a kiss he really wanted.

Oliver puts his hands loosely on Slade's chest and lets them stay there. Slade puts his hand in Oliver's hair for a moment before pushing back a little. "You are mine and mine alone." He then pulls him back into a kiss and Oliver? He welcomes it.