Date: Pizza Night
Felicity was passing through the rooms of her apartment, her anxiety growing with each pass. She knew there wasn't really a reason for her worries, but she couldn't help it. It was still early in her relationship with Oliver so each date night was a new experience for her and she was constantly worrying that it would end for a reason she couldn't figure out. She was pacing through the hall when there was knock on her door. She jumped, not expecting the knock even though she was expecting it. Felicity tried to wipe the nerves from her expression, hoping Oliver would miss it. Oliver was standing outside her door, a box of pizza in one hand, his other hand hanging by his side, rubbing his thumb and forefinger together.
"Hey." She spoke softly.
"Hi." He smiled, but it dropped quickly. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Of course I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? I mean you are here." She smiled. Oliver's expression didn't change. "I promise." Felicity reached for his hand, pulling him through the door.
Inside Oliver put the pizza on her island and grabbed her around the waist before she could walk away. He pulled her close and partially buried his face in her hair.
"Oh baby, I'm glad that I'm here tonight. My house is running high in tension." Some of her nerves faded with his touch.
"Come on, let's go put in a movie or something and eat that pizza, and then we can talk about it if you want. Or we can… do whatever." She smiled again, giving him a real smile.
Their pizza was good and they made some progress in catching Oliver up to pop culture. After Tommy died, Felicity picked it up to continue it and she knew it helped; it made him remember Tommy whenever they would watch a movie that had been released or a show that had aired during his time on the Island. Sometimes they'd watch Chuck, but today they were watching Avatar. Felicity had seen it a bunch of times, but it was worth watching it again to see Oliver's face at all of it.
Just before the movie ended Felicity must have fallen asleep on Oliver because she only realized she was moving when Oliver was carrying her to her room. He put her on her bed and was going to head out, when Felicity's hand shot out and grabbed his wrist.
"Stay. Please?" He couldn't tell her no. He got himself ready and joined her, pulling her close; a comfort to both him and her. For the first time in a few weeks, Oliver slept soundly without any nightmares.