Little things begin to click the moment Derek says Thea's name, connections made as a cold calm falls over Oliver, pausing his movements. Thea's smile when she'd returned with her beer, Derek leaving early, moments Oliver should have picked out and put together to get a whole picture he could fill in. He shouldn't have needed it spelled out like this, but Oliver is so often blind when it comes to his sister, and much, much too over protective.
Calm as Oliver appears on the outside, Derek can probably sense it by now, the cold giving way to a white hot temper flaring through his veins.
Derek, his friend, slept with Thea. His sister. His little sister. Thea had known Derek was his friend. Derek should have known she was his sister -- however it was he figured things out, he should have known.
And he'd been happy for Derek.
"Thea Queen?"
His voice is low, the Queen laced with a fraction of the anger that Oliver is finding very hard to understand or control. Thea is a grown up, she can do what she wants, but there are some lines Oliver still finds very hard to erase when it comes to her.
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Calm as Oliver appears on the outside, Derek can probably sense it by now, the cold giving way to a white hot temper flaring through his veins.
Derek, his friend, slept with Thea. His sister. His little sister. Thea had known Derek was his friend. Derek should have known she was his sister -- however it was he figured things out, he should have known.
And he'd been happy for Derek.
"Thea Queen?"
His voice is low, the Queen laced with a fraction of the anger that Oliver is finding very hard to understand or control. Thea is a grown up, she can do what she wants, but there are some lines Oliver still finds very hard to erase when it comes to her.