I've wanted to write something like this for awhile, but the commercial with Felicity singing to herself that aired during 2x05 made it impossible to ignore the plot bunny any longer. Pure fluff set a few months down the road from where the characters are now.

Oliver's never caught Felicity singing before. Humming definitely. Dancing, nearly every day. Rare are the times he looks up from his desk and doesn't find her shimmying to whatever tune is currently flowing though her headphones, abruptly freezing whenever a client or another employee appears in front of her desk.

But this full-on belting is something new. He doubts he'd be hearing it now if she had any idea she wasn't alone in the Verdant basement. The music blaring from the computers' speakers must have masked the sounds of him opening the door and he's glad for it; she's pretty good. Apparently singing is another one of Ms. Smoak's many talents.

He pauses at the top of the stairs and just enjoys the scene, smiling to himself as Felicity unabashedly sings as she types. The typing stops abruptly, however, when a new song starts and Felicity gasps in excitement. She spins her chair as the opening notes play and then sings even louder when a man begins crooning.

Cupid, draw back your bow and let your arrow go

Straight to my lover's heart for me, for me

Cupid, please hear my cry and let your arrow fly

Straight to my lover's heart for me

The song sounds old, at least 50 years, and he's just wondering how she knows it so well when the chorus starts again and Felicity doesn't seem content to just dance in her seat anymore. Instead, she stands, goes to the case that holds his bow and picks it up, pulling back the string and letting it go in time with the whooshing sound effect in the song. It's perhaps the most charming thing he's ever seen.

She continues to dance around with the bow for the remainder of the song, completely oblivious that she has an audience until Oliver begins to applaud when the song ends. Felicity's face blanches at the sound and she stares at him, wide-eyed in complete mortification as he walks down the stairs.

"You know, I think Cupid's hardware is probably a little less dangerous than that," Oliver says and points at the bow still raised in her hands. Felicity glances over at it—like she's just remembering it's there at all—and then quickly places it back in the case, her face now a shade of red not far from the color of the dress she's wearing.

"Yeah, but you probably look better wearing just a set of wings," she mutters absently and then her face nearly turns purple when she realizes what she's just said. "I didn't mean that, not that I don't think you're attractive," she sputters and self-consciously runs her hands down the sides of her dress to smooth nonexistent creases. "Wait, no. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to hit on you," she says, gesturing a stopping motion with her hands and then pausing to take a breath. "Ok, subject change. Um, exactly how much of that song did you hear me sing?"

"All of it," Oliver replies and Felicity cringes. "You've got a good voice," he adds, hoping the compliment will lessen her embarrassment before she spontaneously combusts.

"Thanks," she mutters and then walks back to her desk to turn down the volume, now strenuously avoiding looking at him.

Diggle appears then and Felicity immediately starts rambling about what she's found on their next target, blatantly trying to keep Oliver from mentioning the incident to their partner. Oliver lets her, but he doesn't forget. He spends the next two days before Valentine's preparing, even bringing Diggle into his little scheme. He makes sure she's delayed at work the day of so that he and Diggle get to Verdant well before her.

"Where's Oliver?" she asks when she finally arrives.

"He's in back changing," Diggle replies. "We've got an emergency situation."

"What is it?" she asks, her eyes narrowing as she starts to scan her computer screens.

"Looks like there's a Valentine's date that isn't going well," Diggle explains, totally serious.

"What?" Felicity begins, but stops when Oliver finally steps out from where he's been hiding. Her mouth drops open when she first sees him, not because he's shirtless this time, but because he's wearing a giant set of wings and a pair of white shorts with little hearts on them instead of his Arrow gear.

"Felicity, I'll need you to tap into the surveillance feeds at the restaurant so I can scope out a good location to fire on the couple," Oliver says as he goes to pick up his bow. Felicity still doesn't react, though. It's not until he picks up the modified arrow with a tiny plush heart attached to the end instead of an arrowhead that she falls back into her chair and starts to laugh. She laughs even harder when Oliver fires the heart arrow at Diggle and it's a good five minutes before she's composed herself. Oliver approaches her desk then, smirking down at her as she wipes tears from her eyes.

"So do the wings suit me?" he asks and strikes a little pose to show them off that sets her laughing again.

"Definitely," she assures.

The song, by the way, is Sam Cooke's "Cupid." Thanks for reading and please leave a review if you don't mind.