Oliver had been at Queen's Consolidated all day; there had been some issues with workers, meetings with investors, and a lot of paperwork and things to read again before signing them.

Oliver sighs softly, looks away from the papers, stretches in his chair and looks out the window. It was a sunny day, a rare occurrence in Starling, and he was wasting it stuck in this office when he could be going out and seeing his omega, Guest, They had been together for two years; they met on a robbery mission, Guest's from Central City, he's a hero too. Although Oliver wasn't happy about it at all, since his overprotective instincts kicked in and he didn't like the idea of the omega suffering an accident or worse.

Guest He tried to reassure him and say that everything would be alright; nothing particularly serious had ever happened before. But even so, Oliver didn't like the idea of the omega, his omega, going alone or without protection. Still, he respected Guest's decision.

Oliver's attention is diverted when a distinctive scent reaches his nose and the door opens without warning; his eyes fall on Guest, his mood changes to bored to a lottle more playful and fond, his gaze softens, smilles, happier

"Guest... What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you, is everything alright?"

Oliver asks, still smilling to him, setting aside what he's doing to pay attention to his omega. Oliver's scent changes from bitter and dull to something more familiar and less harsh. The smell of leather and dark coffee from Oliver's alpha filled the space before mingling with Guest's.

"I thought you'd be working all morning today."

Oliver comments simply, fiddling with a pen before placing it back on the desk