Author's Note:

This drabble is really fluffy. You have been warned in advance ;)

Hope you like it. Please review if you want me to keep writing more of them.

Paris xx

Drabble Two: The Perfect Moment.

"Is there anything else you need for the night, Oliver?" John Diggle asked, putting on his leather jacket.

"No. I think we should call it a night." Oliver said patting his friend on the back. "Thanks for all your help, you guys. I don't think I could have done any of this without you."

Felicity smiled at him quickly, before continuing to shut down the computers in the liar.

It was still early in the evening. Usually they would all work much later through the night, but ever since they had taken down Slade and his army, Starling City had found a new wave of peace. This meant that they no longer needed to be guarding the City throughout the night or taking down the latest dangerous villain posing a threat to their City. Things were quiet and a little boring at the Liar for Team Arrow, as Felicity liked to call them. The City was safe. The residents of Starling City did not need him. The Arrow could finally have some quality of life.

"So...hot date tonight, aye Dig?" Felicity asked, nudging him a little. "I want to hear all the details tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Felicity." John said, rolling his eyes playfully at his friend and heading towards the stairs. "Night, Oliver."

"Night Dig." Oliver said, before turning his attention towards Felicity "So..."

"Is it cold outside?" Felicity said when an awkward pause fell over them.

"I think it's snowing."

"Oh, of course it is. It's Winter. Duh." she said hitting her forehead with the back of her hand.

Oliver laughed. He loved whenever she was sarcastic and reprimanded herself. He found it to be super adorable.

"So...any plans tonight?" he asked, helping her put on her coat.

"Not really. I was going to order Chinese and catch up on some tv shows. I'm really into Dexter at the moment. So I've got like two seasons of that to go, but I heard that they show went downhill by then...so..."

Oliver laughed. "I never was a fan of the show anyways, but I wouldn't peg you as someone that enjoyed watching a serial killer chop up people."

"Not a fan of the show!" she scoffed loudly. "And FYI, he only chops up other serial killers...well, most of the time anyways." she said rambling. "Not everyone can be amazing and kick-ass like The Arrow."

"That is very true." he said hitting the lights behind them as they headed towards the stairs.

"What about you?" she asked, trying not to sound too interested.

Oliver couldn't help but smile. There was something about the way her eyes lit up whenever she asked him any personal questions. It made me feel so special to know that her crush on him hadn't gone away. One of these days, he was going to gather up the courage and ask her out. He was just waiting for the perfect moment. Timing was everything. After all, he had waited this long...He didn't want to stuff it up now.

"Oliver?" she said waving a hand in front of his face to get his attention. "Earth to Oliver? Did you hear what I said?"

"No. Sorry." he said quickly.

It had only just hit him that he had been staring at her again. He had been doing that a lot lately. He was starting to wonder if she was starting to find it at all creepy.

Note to self, you need to stop staring at her because you always get distracted and you zone out. Oliver thought, mentally scolding himself.

"That's okay." she said sweetly. "I just asked what you were going to do tonight?"

"I was thinking about getting something to eat. Maybe Chinese?" he asked, smirking a little. "Do you want to join me?"

"Chinese, huh? Is that your way of asking me out?" she asked, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow at him.

"Maybe. Is it working?"

Felicity blushed and almost tripped on a step. He quickly reach down and catch her before she fell face first on to it.

"Sorry." she mumbled, her cheeks reddening. "Thanks, Oliver."

"Are you okay?" he asked, squeezing her arm gently.

"I'll be fine. You know me...I'm a major klutz." she said, avoiding his eyes. "So do you think it's going to be snowing for a couple of days?"

Oliver laughed a little. She was nervous. She would always talk about the weather whenever she wanted a way out. Clearly he had come on too strong with his flirting and he had startled her. He needed to ease her into it, not blindside her with his feelings.

I don't know - was all he managed to get out. They walked the rest of the way, through the club and out to the car park in a slight awkward silence.

"So, thanks for walking me to my car." she said when they had reached it. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Felicity..." he said, pushing back a strand of her hair that had gotten caught on her face when a gust of wind blew suddenly.

"Oliver, I'm freezing." she mumbled quietly.

"Here, take my coat." he said starting to take it off, before she stopped him quickly.

"Are you crazy? It's snowing. You're going to catch a cold."

Oliver looked up at the night sky. He hadn't even noticed that it was snowing until she had mentioned it. But now as they stood there in the middle of the deserted car park, the snow falling onto her beautiful blonde hair, making her look nothing sort of an angel; it finally hit him.

This was the moment that he had been waiting for. This was the perfect time to do it.

It was now or never. He wasn't going to get a more perfect opportunity again.

Oliver closed the gap between them in one quick step and cupped her face tenderly. Before Felicity had a chance to respond, he pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was sweet and short. But she had kissed him back and that was all that really mattered to him once he pulled away.

"Oliver.." she said softly, her eyes searching his face.

"I've been wanting to do that for awhile." he said honestly, tucking another lose strand of hair behind her ear.

"So have I. What took you so long?" she asked pulling at his coat roughly and crushing her lips against his again.

Felicity moaned loudly as Oliver gently pushed into her car and deepened the kiss. The little sound that had escaped her lips, almost made Oliver want to rip her clothes off right there. But Felicity was different. She was worth the wait. Despite how much he wanted her and how much she was driving him crazy...he would gladly wait if it meant that they had a chance to make a real go of things.

"Let's go and get some dinner." he said once they had pulled apart for air. "I'm thinking... Chinese?"

Felicity laughed loudly. "Does that mean you want to watch Dexter with me?" she asked hopefully.

"Don't push it." he said, rolling his eyes quickly.

"It's Chinese and Dexter or nothing at all buddy...take it or leave it."

Oliver sighed heavily. "I guess I could give the show another go...since I really don't have a choice."

"Then it's a date. Here, you can drive." she said throwing him her car keys quickly.

Oliver laughed and followed her around to the passenger's side of the car.

"Hey? What are you doing?" she asked, frowning a little. "I gave you the keys. You're driving."

"I know. I just wanted to get the door for you." he said, opening it for her quickly.

"So chivalrous." she said rolling her eyes playfully.

"Well, it is a date, after all." he said smiling at her before closing the passenger's door and heading back around to the other side.

The end.