Sleeping difficulties

Barry woke up hearing a scream. It's not the first time this week it happened. Oliver still had nightmares about the people he killed, and sometimes even about the island he was trapped on. The man had gave up on the sleep a long time ago.

He began to massage his lover's arms in the hope that he would calm him down without waking him. However, when he heard a moan and something similar to the cry, he couldn't stand it. He sat straight and shook the other man. This one after a few minutes opened his eyes, in which you could immediately notice small tears.

Oliver sat down quickly and lowered his face into his hands, then ran one of them trough his hair. He didn't look at Barry. It was hard to tell if he knew he was in the bedroom or in the bed with him.

"Ollie," the speedster whispered. "It's just a bad dream. Whatever you saw, it's all over. "He put his hand on the back of his boyfriend and began rolling it around.

The older man's eyes found his partner after a while. Immediately afterward, he had him in a crushing grip. He couldn't say anything, so he only closed his eyes and hid his face in the other's neck. He didn't like to show affection, but it was Barry. He could afford it because he was the only person in the world who understood him so well.

"Ollie..." the sprinter tried again. "Give me some signal that you're okay..."

In response, Oliver shook his head. He couldn't lie to the younger, he couldn't convince him that everything was good.

Barry understood the message, of course.

"Do you want to talk about it?" The older man knew that his boyfriend wouldn't press if he would prefer to keep those things for himself. However, he decided to overcome.

"Tomorrow." He whispered with emotion in his voice.

"Are we going back to sleep?" This time Oliver nodded.

Barry led them to a lying position and, still holding his partner close to him, covered them with a blanket. He felt Oliver squeeze him harder and smiled slightly. Being aware of the fact that the man was so honest only and only with him evoked a pleasant feeling.

He knew that if someone could help Green Arrow, it was only him. 

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This is my first (published) story. I know it's short, but I'll try making next longer. I hope you enjoyed! ;) Also, English is not my first language, so I'm sorry if there were any mistakes.