« so everyone got a postcard but me ? », Felicity said accusatory.
He was going to leave starling city for good. He didn't want long goodbyes and people trying to convince him to stay. So he wrote a postcard to everyone that counted il his life. Except her. And apparently it didn't sit with her all that well.
And before all hell broke loose before, things turned up, and he wasn't forced to leave after all.
« I meant that little to you ? you couldn't even bother a simple « hey, gonna miss you, see ya ! » on a freakin' post card » she added tearing up. Obviously hurt. Her voice sounded a little angrier that she wanted. He deserved it but still.
He shrugged, wearing nothing but a sad little smile.
« I wrote you a postcard, I just couldn't give it to you ». He sounded sincere, but she wouldn't have it.
« I don't believe you » shesaid, stubborn.
« you should. Paused and added « I have in on me, I always have it on me » tapping the left pocket on his leather jacket.
« where is it then ? » marching up to him, pulling on his jacket, reaching his pocket and finding it empty.
He grabbed her by the wrists.
« you don't understand » he said looking into her eyes with a gentle stare.
« I don't apparently », she replied uneasy at his sudden proximity, and his firm grasp on her wrists.
« I always have it on me » he added, releasing one of her hands and putting it on his heart.
« oh » that was all she could say in this moment. Usually she wasn't one to be left speechless.
« I just though if I gave it to you, I could never leave »
« But now, I can't think of a reason not to, so I'm gonna count to 3, like adorably do when you ramble, leaving you the time to process it, and then I'm gonna kiss you »
She was mesmerized by his words. Was he really going to give her his heart ?
« one ». He said in a murmur, pulling her closer.
« three », she interrupted, with a smile, kissing him first.