Felicity Smoak did a number of things, some of which included being completely stubborn and hard headed. But when it came down to moving on, she did just that…she moved on. Months after telling her he could never be with someone he truly cares about, Oliver Queen is surprised to find himself sulking at the bar of his own club as he watched Felicity have what looked like the time of her life with some guy that screamed loser.

Felicity could never really understand why she did what she did on most occasions. Such as why she started working for Oliver in the first place…or why she fell for him when she knew deep down that girls like her never end up with a guy like him. And yet, she often found herself unable to resist being near him, whether she's at the office or in the confines of his "lair". It didn't seem to matter that her affection for him grew on a daily basis, all she knew was that she couldn't stand idly by as he put himself in danger countless times.

John Diggle, Oliver's bodyguard and Felicity's friend, laughed at his spot from beside the hooded vigilante. "Told you."

"Don't need to hear it." Oliver replied through grit teeth, slamming his glass on the bar and ordering another one.

"Seems like she's having quite the time over there." Diggle continued to tease.

"I will not hesitate to put an arrow through you." Oliver threatened before turning in his seat in time to watch Felicity's "friend" lean over and whisper in her ear. His grip on his beverage tightened when he noticed a slight blush creep up her face.

"Bet you wouldn't mind putting an arrow through him right about now." Digg mumbled, taking a drink from his glass.

Oliver usually did a good job at keeping his emotions in check, and he knew he did one hell of a job keeping them from surfacing. But at this point in the night, all he wanted to do was barge over to them and drag Felicity away with the lame excuse that something had come up. He sighed as he realized he would never get away with it, his cover stories were never any good when it came to her.

"Oh, hello, Oliver." Felicity's voice caught his attention. She smiled when he looked up at her. "I didn't think you'd be here tonight."

"Well, it is my club, Felicity." He shot her a sarcastic smile. "I'm here every night."

"Yes, but what I meant was-."

"Who's your friend?" Oliver interrupted her sentence, switching his gaze from her to the man standing beside her.

"Oh." Felicity beamed. "This is Matthew Conrad. We dated back at MIT. He's in town for a while and we thought we'd catch up."

Oliver's jaw clenched and he plastered on a fake smile while taking a sip of his drink.

"Interesting." Diggle stated and stuck his hand out. "Nice to meet you. I'm John Diggle, a friend of Felicity's."

"Matt." Matthew shook his hand firmly, offering a friendly handshake between him and Oliver as well.

Oliver glanced at his hand then back at Felicity, who reached out to grab Matt's hand and guide it back down.

"Um, I'm sure you two are very busy." Felicity said, latching onto Matt's upper arm. "We'll just be going now."

"No, stay." Digg insisted. "Oliver was just about to tell us about a lost opportunity he recently went through."

Oliver dug his elbow into Diggle's ribs without drawing Matt's attention. Felicity, however, gave them a quizzical look.

"No, it's okay." She shook her head. "We were just about to leave anyways."

"But then I spotted you, Mr. Queen." Matt interjected with a smile. "And I just wanted to meet the man Felicity can't seem to stop talking about."

Oliver locked eyes with Felicity as she blushed and cleared her throat. "Is that right?"

"Of course I talk about you." She began. "You are my boss and having the opportunity to work with you the way I do just has me gushing." She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, counting backwards silently. "What I mean is-."

"What do you mean?" He asked, rising from his seat and stepping closer than she deemed necessary.

"Well, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow." Matthew butt in. "Felicity is going to give me a tour of the city."

"Of course she is." Oliver smirked at her, watching her fidget with her hands and step away with Matthew to leave.

"Goodnight, Mr. Queen." She smiled politely and turned to go.

"Oh, Felicity." Oliver stopped them before she had the chance to run away. When she turned to look back at him, he took hold of her elbow and pulled her close enough to where she was sure he could hear her heart beat increase. His head dipped down to kiss her on the corner of her mouth, whispering, "We'll see you at work tomorrow."

All Felicity could do was nod silently, still dazed by the tiniest of kiss she had just received. It wasn't until Matt threw a possessive arm around her waist that she was pulled back to reality. She shot Oliver a glare, one that read "You're going to pay for that" and one at Diggle, who had been trying to contain his laugh.

Give me a break guys. Arrow is my latest obsession and it's going to take some time to write the way it's needed for Felicity and Oliver.

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