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This was a quick quick write up. It's kind of been playing in my head for a bit, so I figured I might as well act on it. It's only going to be a 2 shot.
Sidenote: If you like TVD and if you like Klaus. I will be posting a multi-chapter fanfic of Klaus and an OC. So follow me! I'm super excited about that fic, I just have to get around to typing it up. I've already written most of it and it will easily be over 10 chapters, maybe more than 20. Just depends.
He tucked his head inward as he landed on the roof top, rolling perfectly before standing swiftly. Patrolling rooftops was more for his sanity than any specific purpose. He was crossing off names on the list rather quickly now that he had devoted himself more than ever before. Diggle was gone, Oliver imagined he just needed time and he would come back; at least that's what he hoped. Laurel, like him, poured herself into her career after Tommy left her. Tommy had distanced himself from Oliver, shutting him out completely. Oliver had briefly thought that since he saved everyone's life that Tommy would see him as good. He wished they could go back to how things had been before the island but deep down, he knew. He knew it would never be the same, the island had changed him. It had made him colder, more distant, a different person. His priorities were on a different track than the rest of society. He wanted to save the city from the undertaking. The undertaking: the source of all his problems and honestly, he didn't even know what the undertaking was! He felt his body go tense as he curled his fingers in and out, trying to relieve some tension.
He walked along the edge of the rooftop in the shadows, overlooking downtown Starling City on a Saturday night. All was well. He watched as couples made their way down the street, hand in hand, arm in arm, snuggled close even though the weather was a warm summer's night. He watched momentarily, ready to turn and continue his venture across the city; he spotted a mass of blonde curls. He could tell how delicate and unruly they were even from his place on top of the building adjacent to the woman. She was slender with small curves and he could see her smile. It lit up the area around her like a glowing proclamation of happiness and love. The woman's short purple dress stopping mid-thigh and he could almost hear her stilettos click as she walked down the street, holding hands with a man. He looked average in a simple dark blue suit. He was laughing at something the woman had just said, he pulled her closer as they walked. Oliver felt a tightness creep into his chest, who was this guy? Why was Felicity with him? When did she start dating him? Had she done a background check? Was he safe? And most importantly, why had she lied to him about the man? All the thoughts rushed Oliver's mind as he watched them make their way down the street from his place on the rooftop.
Before they turned the corner, the man pulled Felicity into the alley. Oliver was on his feet before his brain fully processed what was going on. His footsteps were light as a feather as he jumped from rooftop to rooftop, finally making his way down into the alley where the man had taken Felicity. He dropped down in the shadows. The man's body was flush with Felicity's as one of his arms wrapped around her waist and the other hand snaked up her back to form her body to his. Her hands were matted in his hair, pulling him in for the kiss, her breathing heavy. They broke apart and that's when the man noticed Oliver, or "The Hood". He pushed away from Felicity, poorly placing his body in a protective manner in front of her.
"Look, we aren't doing anything wrong. Just let us go." He said with no confidence.
"WH – what?" Felicity questioned hazily as she peeked past the man's shoulder to lock eyes with Oliver's figure. She stood there, dumb founded. She let herself be backed out of the alley by the man while Oliver watched in silence.