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Oliver did want Helios, that was the problem. But he turned on his heel and left the dark room. The light from the lounge area hurt as his eyes adjusted to the brightness. “He’s happy to know you believe him,” Oliver said, staring blankly at his friends. Matt grinned. “Great, I’m going to go put Max to bed. I can’t feel my arms.” “I’m going to sleep too,” Amber muttered, and the other two girls followed her. Oliver didn’t go back to the bedroom, he went to the mini bar and grabbed a bottle of alcohol, then another as he put them on the table. He turned the light off played The Big Bang Theory, and began drowning the bottles. Although he was watching the show, his mind was on Helios. He didn’t know what the boy wanted from him. What did he even mean, that he wanted Oliver to want him?