Oliver drove his motorcycle through the snow, ignoring Dig's nagging comments. In all reality, he really wasn't that complicated. He only wanted a few things, and one of those few things was to make Felicity happy, even if it meant he himself could never be with her. Even if it meant that his heart would break a million times over.
"I still think you should have called first." Diggle's voice rang through the ear piece.
"It's a surprise."
"Alright, man. Whatever you say."
Ollie pulled up by her house, grabbing the little package he brought for her. He rang the doorbell and waited. Oliver wasn't one to get too jittery, but for some reason he felt anxious. He usually wasn't someone that would do something like this, pre-island or now.
The door opened. "Oliver?"
"Oh, um, hey Felicity." He gave a little wave. "I brought something, for you." Ollie held out a little canister of hot chocolate mix and a cheesy Hallmark Christmas movie. "I thought that maybe we could watch it?" If Dig and Roy could hear this, they would probably be bursting with laughter. He hoped the com wasn't still on.
"Sure, but you know I'm Jewish right?" She said, holding up the movie. Felicity looked at Oliver's face. "I'm kidding, these movies are all about Santa anyway. Come on in."
Oliver walked through the doorway and sat down on the couch.
"So, what compelled you to want to watch One Christmas Kiss?" Felicity walked to the kitchen counter and started making the hot coco.
"Um," He rubbed the back of his head, "I thought that maybe you needed a little company."
"Me? Company? I'm always out partying, you know that."
Oliver laughed.
"Hey." Felicity pointed the spoon at him. "Watch it Mr. Queen, or I'll kick you out of this house." She took the two cups of hot chocolate up to her coffee table and turned on her small TV, turning it towards the couch.
"Let's watch this stupid movie." Felicity put the DVD into the player and ran back to the couch, plopping down next to Ollie, pulling a blanket over their laps.
The movie started.
Felicity leaned against his shoulder. "You know, this movie isn't so bad," she yawned.
"Yes it is," Oliver laughed.
Felicity smiled, "You should really smile more, Oliver." She yawned again. "You're so much more handsome when you smile." She fell asleep against his body, breathing lightly and smelling of cinnamon.
"You make me smile," Ollie whispered, brushing his hands through her hair. He decided that Felicity was a lot like hot chocolate. They were the only two things that truly made him feel warm inside.