AUTHORS NOTE: This is a new fic which I just had to write and get out of my head. This is going to be short, since I have other ongoing fics that need my attention but really this super cute fluffy piece is to good to pass up.

Would appreciate reviews and comments of you want me to continue this one either here or via twitter (my handle: lollipopsays).

You know the drill, I don't own anything I'm just an Olicity shipper and I express my love for them via writing fanfics.

Hope you enjoy this.

MY SECRET ADMIRER

Chapter 1

"Didn't I tell you this would be great? Nobody recognizes us, we're just like everyone else." Tommy nudged his friend.

"Tommy, we are like everyone else. We just have more money than most. Well our parents at least," Oliver reminded his best friend.

"Whatever Ollie," Tommy pouted slightly for a second before he got his grin back, "besides your disguise is the best. Never thought I'd see the day nerdy Ollie in a brown wig."

Oliver rolled his eyes at his best friend, "well I don't see how you in dark shades and growing a beard with a blond spiked wig could be in any way a better disguise."

"You're just jealous because I look just as handsome in my disguise compared to you. Now go get us our coffee," Tommy hiked up his legs on the coffee table of the couch the two of them where currently sitting on in the coffee shop in the middle of town.

Oliver shook his head but followed his friend's instruction as he stood up to get in line to order their coffees. He did admit to himself Tommy's idea of going incognito for the day was a brilliant plan. They were after both recognizable and their antics where almost always detailed on every tabloid. It was a refreshing not to be bothered at all and left them time to really savor this new found feeling.

Tommy and he both had started working in their respective family business, Tommy with Merlyn Global and he with Queen Consolidated, both of them Vice Presidents of their companies currently shadowing their fathers.

It had been an unusually long working week for him, the company servers had somehow been breached and it had taken the combined efforts of the IT and Applied Sciences departments to avert a major disaster from happening in loosing vital information. His father had almost had no sleep at all, a credit to the dedication he had personally put into ensuring that QC hurdled this latest fiasco.

Oliver had tried his best to keep up with the happenings in QC but the jargon of technology speak was lost on him although he had bravely tried to filter through all of the information he had been fed to be able to provide useful inputs to the department heads.

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Tommy's suggestion to spend the weekend incognito turned out to be something he needed exactly, to be just one of the many unrecognizable faces in the crowd, going about their own business for the day.

He was so lost in thought that he failed to right himself immediately after someone had bumped his back sending him crashing toward a person in front of him who was carrying a cup of steaming hot coffee that had now soaked almost the entire front of her blouse.

"Oh my God, oh my God, that's hot…very hot, so hot," the girl in front of his started to mutter to herself not even looking at whoever was responsible for making her spill her coffee busy spreading out her arm and continuing her muttering.

"I'm sorry, sorry…" Oliver started as he looked around and grabbed a handful of napkins and unconsciously started to dab them on the girls blouse over her boobs.

"What the hell! What are you doing!" the girl jumped away from him and finally eyed him.

Oliver realized exactly what it was he was doing and started to turn a light shade of pink under the collar which was the first time in a long time that had happened to him. In the meantime, the girl had turned the most reddish shade of red as the whole incident had sunk in on her.

"What did you do man?" Tommy patted Oliver's back before taking in the scene before him.

"I…" Oliver started to explain to his friend but was cut-off by the still angry blond.

"This neanderthal bumped into me and had me spill my coffee. Now on top of my wrecked blouse, my coffee's all gone. Usually I'd be more concerned about my obviously ruined blouse but I really needed my coffee fix, it's been a tiring three days trying to move-in to a new city and this is the only coffee shop within my vicinity that had decent coffee, how that's possible given the size of this city…" Felicity rambled on.

"Ah, sorry to cut in miss," Tommy tried to stifle a laugh, "but as a way to apologize, my friend over here who is very sorry by the way, could buy you a new cup of coffee, yes?"

Felicity eyed Oliver again suspiciously, "okay fine."

"Why don't I keep you company while my friend does that then, " Tommy said giving Oliver the eye gesture, "let's sit over there," Tommy pointed to the couch they had occupied earlier and directed her their but not before gathering a few more napkins and handing them to her getting a reluctant thanks from her.

From his place in line, Oliver spotted Tommy now having a friendly chat with the blond girl he had accidentally spilled coffee on noting that Tommy had lent her his favorite jacket, the one Oliver repeatedly wanted Tommy to give to him because it was just so awesome, to wear over her wet blouse, for some reason that had irked Oliver.

Finally within a foot away from Tommy and his new 'friend', he nudged Tommy knee to attract his attention.

"Hey man, didn't notice you there," Tommy said surprised looking up at his friend.

Oliver frowned then answered him, "yeah, I noticed."

Tommy raised his brow at his friend as if to say 'what the hell' before he returned his attention to the girl beside him.

"This is Felicity Smoak, she just moved here three days ago from Central and she is about to start a new job in two days, guess where?" Tommy stifled a grin.

Oliver for some reason was put off by the sudden burst of information his friend had about his new 'friend', the 'friend' that technically he had met first by spilling coffee all over her.

"No guess?" Tommy insisted.

"None," Oliver shrugged.

"Queen Consolidated. Meet the newest IT specialist of QC," Tommy shared with Oliver giving him a secret look.

"Like I said," turning back to Felicity, "this guy here and I are actually best friends. We've been besties since forever, "I'm Tom, I mentioned that already and this is Jonas, Jonas meet Felicity," Tommy finished giving Oliver a look.

Oliver leaned forward from the armchair he was perched on to shake the small hand of Felicity grimacing again, "sorry again for," gesturing toward her still wet and now browning white blouse before handing her the new cup of coffee.

Felicity looked down on her blouse scrunching her nose, "well, at least it isn't one of my favorite blouses."

"Jonas," Tommy emphasized the name again. He and Oliver were after all still in disguise, "as Felicity was sharing, she lives two blocks from here and in the last two days, this has become her regular coffee shop." Tommy turned back to Felicity, "this shop is our favorite too."

After Oliver gave him a 'are you crazy' look which quickly morphed into a tight smile as he turned to Felicity, "so outside of the accidental coffee spill, how are you liking Starling so far?"

Felicity shrugged, "haven't really been sightseeing yet. Been busy just unpacking my stuff and moving in, I just have one more day before I officially start work but I only have half my boxed unpacked."

Tommy eyed his friend giving him a wink before he turned back to Felicity, "why don't Jonas and I help you, unpack that is. It's the least we can do after Jonas attacked you," at Oliver's protest, 'okay maybe attack is a strong word, but really we didn't have anything planned anyway."

At Felicity's skeptical look, "I promise, we are upstanding citizens of Starling. Nice, run of the mill, average blokes, what do you say?"

Still Felicity hesitated, she didn't know them and it was just right for her to do so. Although they did look harmless enough, Tom with his blond hair and nice smile had lent her his jacket. Jonas was a little bigger than Tom but he also looked nerdy with his glasses and brown hair, he had sort of like a Clark Kent look going for him which was kind of hot, Felicity thought for a moment before she refocused on the conversation.

"I guess it's fine. I do need able men to do some heavy lifting, thanks." Felicity agreed reluctantly.

In the end, the three of them walked the two blocks. Both Tommy and Oliver wanted their cover identities to be consistent so they left their car in front of the coffee shop with the plan to come back for them later on.

It turns out that Felicity's new digs was actually a tiny two story two-bedroom townhouse that still had a few more boxes where the living room was supposed to be.

"Great then! Since Jonas here was responsible for the coffee fiasco earlier, he gets to do the box lifting to the second floor, and I take care of unpacking here," gesturing around the living and kitchen areas.

Felicity looked at both the guys before shrugging, "the boxes are marked," pointing to the twelve boxes still for unpacking. "One for the kitchen, one for the living room, four marked bedroom and the last four marked computers, the boxes marked bedroom go up, so do the boxes marked computer which go in the second bedroom. Oh Jonas," as 'Jonas' started to sort out the boxes, "the boxes marked computer all go to the last back room upstairs, everything else goes to the bedroom upfront," biting her lip as she notices 'Jonas' struggling with a heavy box marked computer.

Tommy noticed Felicity's look and after curbing the urge to snicker, schooled his features and turned to Felicity giving her a serious face, "so I get the easy part, living room and kitchen? Let's start with the kitchen then."

"Not so fast Tom," Oliver emphasized the name, "Felicity goes with me, it's only fair since it looks like we are starting to set-up the upstairs from scratch."

Tommy gave his friend a wink that Felicity missed, "fine, anything to help a brother out."

Felicity had carried a lighter weighing box also marked computer as she gestured for Oliver to follow her upstairs before glancing back at Tom, "you'll be okay down here while we take care of the upstairs?"

"No worries Felicity, I'll be fine down here. You do have cable on your TV right?"

Felicity gave Tom a smile of accomplishment, "yeah, cable and wifi are the first things I took care of," gesturing around, "just find your way around."

"Will do," giving Felicity a cheeky salute and Oliver another wink.

As Felicity and Oliver reached the second floor, Felicity directed Oliver to the back, "I'll be with you in a few minutes, I just have to change," gesturing to her spoiled blouse before striding off toward another door that Oliver supposed was her bedroom.

Oliver walked all the way to the back room before he placed the heavy box down on the floor and was about to do the same with Felicity's discarded smaller box left in her hallway before his sight was drawn to a movement. Felicity's bedroom door was slightly ajar offering him a sneak inside. But what had taken Oliver's attention was Felicity with her back to him now shirtless in her bra bent over as if in search for a shirt to wear.

Her slow and deliberate act, putting on a replacement shirt unaware of a presence spying on her had Oliver in a trance like state, unable to pull his whole being from what he was witnessing. All his senses were aware and alive which was really unlike him. It would take a lot to arouse every single of Oliver Queen's senses used as he was to half or even fully naked women parading before him to grab his attention. While he had enjoyed the sex, he treated most couplings as stress relievers or even as conquests. It was uncalled for, for one Oliver Queen to be senselessly overwhelmed by a woman after the deed was done, maybe his 'Jonas' persona just needed to get it on with this woman.

The sudden yell of 'Tom' from below both caught the attention of Oliver and Felicity, with Felicity quickly finishing putting on her shirt still unaware of her audience giving Oliver the opportunity to recover by going back to his originally intended task of lifting the small box and bringing it to the back room.

Felicity had finally opened her bedroom door and spotted Oliver with his back to her in the process of putting down her small box of computer hardware when she interrupted him, "hey, you okay there, with the lifting duties?"

Oliver gave her a faint smile, still trying to recover his equilibrium before answering her, "yeah, nothing I can't handle."

In the end, Tommy and he had done the task of lifting and helping unpack some boxes leaving Felicity the remaining task of unpacking her bedroom boxes before they left her with a promise, mostly Tommy's doing to meet up for coffee the next weekend in the same coffee shop.

Oliver hated Monday mornings especially when everyone else was chirpy and hyper, looking forward to a full work week. He had come in at nine in the morning and according to the schedule his assistant had given him for the day, he was assigned the task of welcoming the new batch of employees for the quarter of QC.

So after a quick scan of his others meeting schedules for the day, he dutifully went down four floor to the Human Resource Department, pass the mass of people and went directly inside the office of the head of the department who had stood up immediately and gestured to him that they would be on their way.

As Oliver entered the training room after a short AVP about QC which all new employees were required to view as part of their first day, Oliver Queen was introduced by one of the HR employees to officially welcome the new hires. Oliver had his standard speech ready, having done the task thrice already. He had started his usual speech before until midway when he started to pan the faces of the twenty something new hires and spotted a familiar face which made him freeze, faltering for a few seconds before he recovered and moved on remembering that she had no idea who he was since he was in disguise at the time they had met as 'Jonas'.

Now finished with his speech and in the middle of congratulating the new batch of employees and in the process of giving each new employee a handshake without really lingering too much, he was finally face to face with Felicity who had her name tag on her with her name spelled out, Felicity Meghan Smoak. He gave her an extra warm smile and took a few seconds longer to shake her hand and utter, "welcome Felicity, I hope we here at QC meet your expectations."

"Expectations?" Felicity asked him, her expression a mix of confused and excited.

"You are a new graduate. This is your first job right? From what I gathered from the bios of new hires," which he gestured to in his hand, "you are not only an MIT graduate, but also the top of your class. QC is fortunate to have someone like you joining us. Personally, I hope you find a home with us."

Felicity was now flustered by the attention she was getting from the Vice President of QC and apparently the son of the owner. The, heir to the Queen fortune including QC, "oh, thank you. I…thank you," was all that came out of her mouth.

Oliver reluctantly let go of her hand and gave her a last smile before he went about congratulating the rest of the batch but his eye was drawn back to Felicity every few seconds until the attention of every one was requested by the head of HR again.

"Tommy, you wouldn't believe it!" Oliver told Tommy as he sauntered back to his office, calling his friend on his phone.

"Good Morning to you too, what's gotten you in an obviously good mood today?" Tommy inquired.

"Felicity, you know Felicity from yesterday. She's here, today is her first day," Oliver told his friend.

Tommy could feel the excitement of Oliver even through the phone, "man, you got it bad."

"She didn't recognize me," Oliver shared.

"Of course she wouldn't, duh! We were in disguise as ordinary everyday dudes. Wait, did you want her to recognize you?" Tommy asked.

"No," Oliver said quickly, "no," he repeated more slowly now.

"I think you my friend, have a crush on someone. Someone named Felicity. Bummer then that 'Jonas' has a head start on you, and don't even try to deny it. I saw the looks man. Looks like you're competing with yourself. I reckon she had a thing for 'Jonas', it was after all a one for the books meeting, you spilling coffee on her."

"Tommy, be serious for a minute."

"I am man. I'm being perfectly serious and sensible. Felicity looks like she's a girl who would readily fall for someone like 'Jonas'. She's not like all the girls we are used to, this one's different. Billionaire playboys wouldn't exactly be her cup of tea if you get my drift. Besides, we have a date with Felicity for this weekend. Keep it in your pants for a few more days."

Oliver groaned before he spotted his assistant gesturing for him to move faster as his next meeting was already waiting for him inside his office, "have to go, talk to you later."

Oliver could help it. She was just someone he couldn't get out of his head even after a good night sleep. Taking note of Tommy's advice about Felicity seemingly not being the type to be easily blinded by his usual tricks as a billionaire, Oliver decided to approach this another way, an unconventional way, by hiding behind anonymity, as her secret admirer.

His first task, having a plant, a fern delivered to her desk by a delivery man. He figured flowers from an unknown person were a little bit stalkerish. At least as an introduction, so he settled for something more original, a fern. At least that was the advice of the flower shop attendant. He didn't even know they sold those in shops.

He had given very specific instructions, they were to arrive at her desk before 8 in the morning with a simple note, 'Have a nice day!" with the simple 'O' written at the bottom. Oliver figured a single letter was innocent enough. It could never be traced back to him, at least not without a lot of other clues which he planned out in his head.

This was definitely a first for him.

Felicity had arrived very early that morning surprised that someone or something had arrived before her, in the middle of her desk to be exact. She took the last few steps to check it out. It was a plant, maybe QC gave out plants to each employee. But a quick glance around told her, they did not as all other desks lack a shade of green.

She cautiously put down her bag and neared her table noting that the plant thing looked like…was it a fern? She would have to research that later. She plucked the small card, glancing around again just in case it was a punk, and she was the victim of a welcome joke. Slowly opening the card she read it, "Have a nice day!" it read with an O in the bottom right of the card. What did O mean?

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