This is an information chapter.
My point for writing this is to provide insight to Oscar-Michael Torres’ relationship with Doctor Bradley Oliver Jones in specific situations that may not appear in my text otherwise.
This will be centered around relationship questions provided by another writer.
Who is emotionally stronger?
It truly depends on the situation and on what emotion the pair is dealing with.
When it comes to a negative emotion, like fear or sadness or frustration, Oscar is the stronger one. This is for the main reason that he is able to voice exactly what these emotions are and work through them without the help of anyone, though he welcomes help if it is offered, and knows when to ask for help.
Bo has a tendency to push these negative emotions away until they build up and he has a shutdown or, at the worst of times, a
The first words that both Lydia and Oscar shared after their initial meeting on the glass covered floor of Bo’s apartment, was an apology. An apology that was easily dismissed by the shorter man.Oscar hugged her tightly, wrapping his arms around her waist in a comforting way that rivaled the wonderful hugs that Bo would only give on occasion. She felt a sense of peace and calm in his arms, and wondered almost instantly if Bo often felt the same when he was with the man.Lydia easily considered the idea of becoming friends with the man, though she was not sure if it could have ever happened under any other circumstances.Bo would be their main connection from this point on, and the chances of a relationship growing before this beginning connection was slim. Though mainly for the reason that she would not like any more relations within the Broadway world. Her life is so easily full of people in this crowd, she would l
There is a very specific feeling associated with waking up in a hospital that is solely dependent on who you are in the hospital.For those waiting around for news of whatever kind, there are indistinguishable emotions in every person, though they can be split into two categories; good and bad.The excitement of someone in their life giving birth, and a newborn baby’s cries echoing down the hall. The good news of pregnancy, or the excitement of a loved one's cancer no longer present on scans. The excitement of any news that is meant to be heard happily.This is the good.But not everyone at a hospital is there for happy news, and often times people will forget this fact, though to no fault of their own.Surgeon’s
For the first time that he could ever remember, Oscar was actually glad for the fact that he came home to an empty apartment.Usually, he would hate it. The silence meant that Jessamine was visiting her grandmother and without Jessamine, it would always lead to some form of drinking, usually wine, and the few horror movies he owned that left him feeling a strange sort of energetic that led to more wine.Oscar was used to the way that Jessamine’s excited voice that always spoke a thousand words a minute and brought a smile to his face, but in this moment, he only wanted silence for the benefit of Bo.The man had not spoken in any way since the pair had left the hospital, not even in the signs that Oscar had not expected to re
The first night that Oscar and Bo shared a bed, it was peaceful in an easy way that should not have worked out as well as it had.Their hands stayed delicately intertwined in the space between them the entire night, and when Oscar woke in the morning it was to Bo’s blue eyes already looking at him in an admiring way. The color was bright, just as they had been when Oscar first met the man, and while Bo insists on his embarrassment of their first meeting, the event never ceases to make Oscar smile.Oscar wants more than anything to fall into the blue and lay in bed to see the night sky in his partners eyes until the sky matches them.But Bo had looked embarrassed when Oscar caught him staring, and the deep blue color faltered. He appeared to push away the feeling before immediately pulling on their joined hands with little effort, Oscar complied, watching as Bo brought the smaller man closer to him. Kissing his lips s
Bringing down a therapist was not as easy as Lydia had hoped it would be.However, considering the fact that she had never attempted to take down anyone of her caliber before. Of course, sexist co-workers, corrupt directors, and those who make advances far outside of the realm of what is allowed were all something she could find easy to take down.Lydia could frustratingly admit that corruption and instances like what happened to Bo is apparent in all aspects of society and its appearance in the hospital, while not expected, was not a surprise.She assumed that the adventure of pulling this specific person off of her pedestal was a rather enjoyable one.To begin with, Lydia was required to make three phone calls to three separate departments, and she was not bothered by
“Mr. Bradley!” Jessamine’s voice is loud and bright when she speaks, she calls out to Bo from a structure across from his bench at the park.He smiles at her voice and waves, finding her joy an easy thing to replicate in the gesture.Jessamine waves back just as excitedly as she had spoken, shouting for him to watch her as she slides down the slide at her feet. Bo cheers her on dramatically and smiles at the excitement she displays at the repetition of the action.This had become his pattern.This is his comforting routine.Bo takes Jessamine to the park three times a week.Out of these three times, Oscar joins him once and it always ends with ice cream from a sh
Lydia Nine found herself entirely incapable of thinking about anything else other than how the future would look for Bradley and the new potential friend that she had found in Doctor Emily Howards. Though phrasing it this way made her feel like a giddy high school student with a crush, rather than the impressive woman that she is now.The woman knew barely anything about the doctor, and yet found herself putting together pieces of a life she did not live or even have insight on.Lydia guessed that Emily practically lived at the hospital, just like Bo had.She figured that the woman would spend most of her time walking through the halls, and that, like Bo, she was often told to take a break once a week and not return until she had slept through at least one, maybe even two, nights. When Bo wakes up it is with an arm around his waist and a warm hand splayed across his stomach. Oscar’s breath is on his shoulder, the smaller man’s steady exhales muss the hair that has grown a bit longer than usual behind his ear. He is overwhelmed by the earthy smell of Oscar, all oakwood and soft dirt after it rains.“Petrichor - the word comes from petra, which means stones, and ichor, the ethereal blood of the Greek Gods. Plants release an oil that stops their seeds from germinating when it would be too difficult to survive.” Bo’s voice was soft, slight. He didn't mean to keep speaking, but it was obvious that Oscar was not bothered. His insistence to finish the quote overtook his urge to be quiet. “The oil soaks into the pores of the stones, and is set free with water. They say it’s the smell of waiting, paid off.”To Bo, there could not be a better way to wake up, with a quote and Osc
Grow As We Go Chapter Twenty-Eight
When Bo wakes up it is with an arm around his waist and a warm hand splayed across his stomach. Oscar’s breath is on his shoulder, the smaller man’s steady exhales muss the hair that has grown a bit longer than usual behind his ear. He is overwhelmed by the earthy smell of Oscar, all oakwood and soft dirt after it rains.“Petrichor - the word comes from petra, which means stones, and ichor, the ethereal blood of the Greek Gods. Plants release an oil that stops their seeds from germinating when it would be too difficult to survive.” Bo’s voice was soft, slight. He didn't mean to keep speaking, but it was obvious that Oscar was not bothered. His insistence to finish the quote overtook his urge to be quiet. “The oil soaks into the pores of the stones, and is set free with water. They say it’s the smell of waiting, paid off.”To Bo, there could not be a better way to wake up, with a quote and Osc