For Us. --micro

[Bo Park]

Things had been rather tense between Bo and Oliver since that day on the pitch...and while Bo didn't blame Oliver in the slightest...he knew that the two of them needed to talk. They needed to give each other closure. And they needed to move on. Bo had been putting it off since they had gotten back to school. Mostly because he knew he still had feelings for his housemate. But he knew this couldn't wait any longer.

Oliver deserved the peace and to move on. Their team needed them back on track. And Bo needed to move on too. His time with Bo over the break had been very illuminating.

So once he had gotten ready for the party...he hung out in the common room for a bit...waiting for Oliver. And when he saw him, he padded over.

"Hey...Can we talk? I won't keep you long...I promise."

[Oliver Spiteri]

Oliver had no intention of going to the party. Ever since he full on harpied out over Bo he'd been trying to keep his head down. He wasn't sure what he was feeling... he'd never had any semblance of feelings like this before. And he knew he wouldn't be able to handle the poly game that Bo was playing. He just... wasn't that kind of guy, no matter how hard he tried.

So when he thought everyone was gone down, he made his way to the common room where he figured it would be rather quiet. But someone was down there, and Oliver bristled slightly. "Okay, yeah. Sure. Let's... let's talk."

[Bo Park]

Bo could practically feel Oliver's hackles raise...and he chewed on his lip slightly as he slipped over to the couches with his ex. The pair sat down and bo watched him a moment...every part of him wishing things could be different and that Oliver could handle the way Bo was. But he couldn't and that was okay. Bo had no interest in changing him.

"How was your holiday?" he asked softly, just looking to break the ice. He wrung his hands together in his lap nervously as he did his best to not avert his eyes.

[Oliver Spiteri]

Bo led them to the sofas and he sat along the arm of it, looking at Bo. Waiting. He didn't really want to talk...tucked under his arm was a book he got over Christmas and he was really looking forward to diving back in. "Is this what you wanted to talk about? Aren't you going to the party?" He asked, a little saltily before sighing, knowing Ari would want him to show grace. "I went home. It was fine. How was yours?"

[Bo Park]

Is this what you wanted to talk about? Aren't you going to the party?

Bo exhaled through his nose...letting his eyes leave Oliver. He wasn't sure why he was the ultimate bad guy in the whole situation...but he wasn't about to argue about it either. In the initial confrontation, Bo had been willing to take all the blame solely because he couldn't take seeing Oliver so hurt. But the weeks of break and a chance to really reflect had calmed him. Bo had been entirely upfront and honest with everything...and while it still killed him that Oliver had gotten hurt...he was more aware now that he hadn't done anything wrong.

But Oliver seemed to relax a bit and in turn, so did Bo.

"It was nice...spent Christmas at my sister in law's...and New Years at Avi's."

Bo sighed and looked back up to Oliver as they sat.

"We can't keep on like this Oliver...it's not healthy. We need to find a way to move on and coexist. I want to see you happy and I'd really like us to be able to work together as a team again...we got clobbered by Ravenclaw..."

His voice was soft and compassionate. He truly did care about Oliver...even if they couldn't be together,

[Oliver Spiteri]

Bo wasn't the bad guy. Oliver knew all along that he wasn't going to be Bo's only. He knew it. He also knew he wasn't going to be okay with it and he still went along with it. It was...complicated. But Bo really didn't have any need or deserving of the salt that Oliver was dishing him. "That sounds nice," he said, simply. Oliver was obviously friends with Jay and Luke, and he knew Nico from being in the same house. He didn't know any of the others, though, except that Avi was Ari's new captain.

"Just quidditch? Is that the only reason you want to coexist?" he said, softly. "I'm sorry I couldn't handle it, truly. I have feelings for you and it just kind of...really hurt. I didn't expect to see you with anyone else despite knowing you would be." There. Oliver breathed in through his nose and out his mouth to keep any rage from bubbling again.

[Bo Park]

Just Quidditch?

Bo furrowed his brow and looked at Oliver through hooded eyes.

"Of course not, Oliver," he whispered. Bo cared about Oliver...but he wasn't sure how much Oliver cared for him anymore. But he knew his teammate cared about the team...so he knew it would get through to him a bit. But Quidditch wasn't all that was on Bo's mind. He'd love nothing more than to be friends with Oliver again. But as Oliver began speaking...Bo felt his heart break all over again. "I never meant to hurt you Oliver...please tell me you know that...please..."

He knew he wouldn't have a lot of time before he had to go meet Jon. But he needed to work on things with Oliver. He needed it.

[Oliver Spiteri]

See, that was the problem. Oliver thought Bo had been keeping each relationship, or whatever it was, separate from the other. When it was going that way, it was fine. Oliver got to pretend that he was Bo's only, and anyone else he was kissing in random nooks in the corridors was out of sight and out of mind. But seeing him kiss Jon...it let him know that there was someone else, and just who that someone else was. And Jon was attractive. He could understand the appeal. He just didn't want to see it.

"I know. I know you didn't mean it." Oliver did, truly, know that Bo hadn't intended to hurt him. "I just. Wasn't expecting it. And it was nice when everything was out of sight and out of mind. Made it easier to focus on us."

[Bo Park]

I know.

Bo breathed a sigh of relief and continued listening to what Oliver had to say. And he understood it. He got it. But...

"I never wanted to keep either of you a secret or hidden," he offered. "I care about you both a lot...the last thing I would want to do is keep either of you in the dark."

He sighed and reached out to pat Oliver's hand gently...a chance to touch him for a moment. Even if it was just a friendly gesture.

"I know we aren't going to be perfect and good friends again overnight...but I want you to know that I want to work on it if you do."

Bo watched him a bit...entirely unaware that someone was watching from the stairs, growing more and more jealous by the moment. He was entirely locked into his conversation with Oliver.

[Oliver Spiteri]

Oliver didn't know if he wasn't explaining himself correctly or he didn't really know what he was talking about, but it didn't seem like the conversation was going anywhere. It made his stomach feel sour and he wished things could just go back to the way they were before Bo looked at him that way last year. Looking down at his hand currently covered by Bo's, he resisted the urge to pull it away, his fingers twitching slightly. "I guess that's not what I meant. I just mean...like. I'm not poly. Neither is Jon as far as I know. And it's totally cool that you are," Oliver could feel his face getting red like it usually did when he was starting to get a little worked up. He just kept breathing, though - no need to get harpied up again. "I don't know what I'm saying. Forget it." he bit his bottom lip. He wasn't blaming Bo for anything...he was just trying to explain his point of view.

"I can't promise that it'll be right away or anything."

[Bo Park]

Bo could feel Oliver's skin almost heating up under his hand...and last time that Oliver got so worked up...

Bo didn't want to put him through that again. So he pulled his hand back and chewed on all that Oliver had said. Clearly Oliver was not...but Jon had never expressed any sort of issue with what was happening. So now, Bo had even more to think about. If Oliver was right...Bo might be hurting Jon too.

I can't promise that it'll be right away or anything.

Bo shook his head and offered a small, weak smile.

"It would incredibly unrealistic and selfish of me to ask that of you. I just wanted you to know that I'm here and I'll work on things whenever you're ready."

A noise behind them caught Bo's attention and he turned his head. A book had fallen on the floor...knocked off the shelf by Chad Murphy who was now standing there watching them. Bo was well aware what Chad thought of him...so he knew it was time to go.

"We can talk more later," he offered. "You know where to find me."

And with that...he took his leave.

[Chad Murphy]

Shit. Chad hadn't meant to knock over the book. But now they knew he was there. He watched as Bo left and once he was gone, Chad moved to sit with Oliver. "Are you okay?" he asked gently...knowing that Bo Park was still a sore subject and just wishing the dude could have left Oliver alone...

[Oliver Spiteri]

Oliver was thankful that Bo moved his hand, and for a moment, Oliver just stared at his own hand, resting on the sofa between them. Oliver wasn't sure how good of friends he could be with Bo after that...mostly because he had made an absolute fool of himself and now Bo knew something about him that could seriously put Ari's quidditch career in jeopardy. So when something fell behind them and Bo turned to look at it, Oliver didn't. Bo said something about talking later, and Oliver just nodded rather slowly, leaning more into the sofa. He didn't know who was behind them that was making Bo leave, but maybe he was a little thankful for it. Not because he didn't want to talk to Bo...well...he kinda didn't. Eventually, maybe, but not right now.

"Are you okay?"

Chad sat down on the sofa next to him, and Oliver watched him a moment with hardened baby blues. "I mean, no? But also I have no reason to be upset, so..." he turned back to the fireplace, the heat making him feel even warmer, since he was already slightly worked up. But he kept breathing - in through the nose, out through the mouth.

[Chad Murphy]

Chad gazed back at Oliver through his own blue eyes…not hardened like Oliver’s but definitely filled with something different than the usual calm that held them. Chad’s own feelings were more feelings of jealousy.

He had been jealous when Oliver and Bo had gotten together. He had been furious when Bo had proven he didn’t deserve Oliver. And now he was jealous over Oliver giving Bo any time of day again.

Oliver’s words made sense…sort of. The irrational side of Chad was judging the hell out of Bo. Deep down, Chad knew it was okay that Bo was who he was…but the part that had been attached to Oliver for so long was not being rational. He wanted to hurt Bo for hurting Oliver.

”Is there…anything…I could do to help?”

Chad’s brow furrowed slightly. He wasn’t the most socially adept in situations like this. But Oliver had always been someone that Chad would go out on limbs for.

[Oliver Spiteri]

”Is there…anything…I could do to help?”

Oliver just watched Chad. They were friends of course, and it was kind of nice being on the same team as him but he didn't think he deserved Chad's attention. "Um, prolly not," he said, simply. "I have some things to work through," he explained, his gaze softening slightly as he turned to face the fire again. "How much did you hear?"