It had been four days since his meeting with Bruce who miraculously came back from the dead and Oliver had still not gotten or been able to get over a lot of things. There was the disturbing fact that Bruce was alive all through the period he presumed him dead and the other side to him having Vukan and falling in love with Vukan.
Feeling guilty on both fronts, wondering whether or not Bruce assumed the worst of him was something he had been awake through the previous night about. Their love was nothing but strong and there wasn't any known measure he could have used to describe how they were. It was the both of them against the world, the both of them against his folks and the both of them against Bruce's parents who weren't in support of gay.
Plans were made and he was sure had they been together long enough, they would have fulfilled them both.