Hello, Oliciters/Olicitizens! If you follow the Olicity tag on Tumblr, you have probably already seen me there as dontstopfangirling.
Some weeks ago I asked for prompts to write drabbles, and I got TWO for pregnant!Felicity. This is the first oneshot for this theme, and a second one is already halfway done, so I hope to upload it soon. There's also a third one right now brewing in the back of my mind.
So this is, officially, a series of unrelated drabbles with the same motto. Hope you enjoy.
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Pregnant Felicity
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My Baby's Mother
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"Felicity?" Oliver called, when he was welcomed by an empty office. Her moans and choked "ughs" guided him to the restroom. "Felicity, you ok?"
As he headed in, he saw her down on her knees, emptying her stomach on the toilet. "Ah-uh" she managed to groan, while trying to keep her hair away from her face. He joined her at that task, brushing his fingers lightly on her neck and cheeks.
"That's the second time you're sick this week. You should see a doctor"
"Actually," She started, as she got up on her feet and walked to the sink, picking her toothbrush "it's the fourth, but the others were in my apartment. And you should stay away, I can smell your aftershave and it isn't helping..."
He opened his mouth to tell her he hadn't shave this morning, but then thought it was probably better not to discuss with her. She seemed really pissed.
"And I don't need a doctor. It's probably just a cold... Well, I do feel like I need more sleep. And chocolate ice cream." She started brushing her teeth and waved her hand to dismiss Oliver. But he just smiled at her. Sleepiness, anger and chocolate ice cream cravings did ring some bells for him.
"Hey, I got it. I once dated this girl that had so much period pain, she vomited. I'm sure there are a pill you could take in these cases..."
She dropped her toothbrush. "What did you say?"
Her mouth still had toothpaste foam, and Oliver almost laughed at the sight.
"What? Felicity, c'mom. We slept together, you don't have to be embarrassed of talking about your period with me"
"Oh God, no." She spilled the foam and washed her mouth in a hurry, rushing by him out of the restroom. "No no no no, please no"
"What?" He asked, confused, as she ran to her desk and grabbed her smartphone.
When she let go a high pitched sound and her knees looked like they wouldn't be able to hold her, Oliver rushed to her.
"What? Felicity, what's going on?!" She looked up at him, a hand covering her mouth, and shook her head. He grabbed the smartphone from her hand and guided her to sit on the desk. Then he looked at it.
The pink screen at first didn't mean anything to him. It looked like a calendar, with red, purple and bright pink icons marking some of the dates. But then he saw the dark red note on the bottom.
Your period is 10 days late
"Does that mean that you are... That we are..." He looked between her and the device in his hand, and then he cleared his throat. "You know... expecting a bab-"
"Don't" she raised a hand in his direction, but didn't look at his face. "I'm not. And we are definitely not... that"
"You're my girlfriend"
"No, I'm not. I said no labeling. We sleep together, that's it!"
"Fine" He said between his teeth "But I know you're not seeing anyone else. And, according to this" he showed her the smartphone "your last ovulation was exactly during that weekend we were in Metropolis. So that baby is definitely mine."
"There's no baby!" She yelled back at him. "That's just a delay, it happens all the time..."
"Oh, and these delays always give you morning sickness?" Her lip started trembling and Oliver cursed under his breath. He reached out and pulled her to his arms. "Please don't cry" she hid her face in his shirt and he caressed her hair. "I'm here, ok? Everything's gonna be just fine"
"But... What if I am... pregnant?"
"Do you want the...?"
"I don't know, I never thought about it... I mean, of course I thought about it, but in my imagination I would be married before having children" she blinked and shook her head "Not that I'm thinking you should marry me. Of course you'd be a perfect husband, I mean, you're good at everything, like, you got me pregnant on our first night together and I'm pretty sure that it is not that easy, but-"
"Felicity?" she looked up at him "Shush"
...
Oliver was sitting in the Arrow Cave, waiting for the fourth test's result. Felicity came out of the bathroom holding the white stick up. He could see the pink mark on it even in the distance.
"Positive. Again" she got a bottle of water and threw the test on the bin. "Gimme a new one"
"All the previous four came out positive, do you really think you need a fifth?"
"Won't hurt to try"
"Ok." He grabbed the plastic bag and handed a box out of it to her "That's the last one, actually"
She groaned, taking the box from his hands and drinking a long sip of water from the bottle.
As soon as Felicity was gone to the bathroom, he took the cellphone out of his pocket and dialed the number Thea had texted him sooner that day.
"Hi, my name is Oliver Queen. I'd like to make an appointment... tomorrow if it's possible.. Yes, with dr. Ford" He couldn't help but smile, even if a little embarrassed, at the answer "No, actually it's for my- my girlfriend... Yes, ok... Fine, 2 o'clock is perfect... Thank you."
He hung up, just in time to see Felicity, with yet another positive result in hand, walk in.
"I said no labeling" she tossed away the stick and sat down next to him.
"I'm sorry" he said, putting his arm around her "but 'the mother of my baby' didn't seem like the correct thing to say to my mom's gynecologist's receptionist."
She sighed. "What we gonna do?"
He smiled and turned to look at her "What happened to your 'no uterus, no opinion' policy?"
"Still a very valid point." She said, firmly. "But this... baby... it's also yours. I wanna know your opinion"
He kissed her forehead.
"It's your decision, Felicity. But, I'll tell you what I think. There's no one I can picture having a baby with. No one but you." He lifted her chin "And if it's ok with you, I'd be honored for you to be my child's mother."
She smiled, and laid her head on his chest.
"So... I guess we're having a baby."
"Great!" Oliver said, jumping out of the couch. She gasped in surprise. "Now, enough with this 'friends with benefits' thing. We're having a baby, and you're my girlfriend. And consider moving in with me. Like, really soon"
"What? No!"
"Felicity, you can't live alone on your apartment while you're pregnant. You're gonna need attention 24/7." He grabbed her jacket and hold it for her to dress. "Besides, I wanna enjoy your pregnancy too. And my bed has been so empty..." She pointed a finger to him, but he managed to talk before she could start yelling at him. "I'm just trying to be responsible here."
"Responsible? The guy who didn't wear a condom?!"
"Well, there were no-"
"Seriously, Oliver, if you say your 'there were no condoms in the island' to me again, there'll be no girlfriend in your bed tonight. And for a long, long time." She took the jacket from him and started to walk away. "And I started taking the pill after that weekend. What a waste of time…"
Oliver smiled. These were going to be the most amusing nine months of his life.