John had tried to keep his distance and allow Oliver room to process his feelings. He had never seen him likes this though. He had watched and helped Oliver take on Malcolm Merlyn, Slade Wilson and so many more. But he had never seen Oliver as nervous as he was today; On his wedding day.
John cleared his throat and entered the room. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Ridiculous." Oliver replied with a chuckle. "She already said yes."
"Yeah, but you know it's not the wedding you're nervous about."
Oliver sat down and started fastening his cufflinks. After a minute of not being able to get them to snap he tossed them aside.
"Hey…" John trailed off and reached over to grab the cufflinks to return to him.
"I don't deserve her…" Oliver finally spoke.
"Love isn't about what you deserve, Oliver. It's about what your heart needs. That island, those five years, took a lot from you. And Felicity, she gave it all back, and more." He smiled at his friend. Looking back he was glad this day had finally come, "But you're right," John continued. "You don't deserve her. I don't know what she sees in you." he joked.
Oliver finally cracked a smile.
"Thanks." Oliver said lightly. "I think it's probably time to go get married."
"It's been time for you two to get married for a while now."