A 7 sentence drabble request from spunkyar from my tumblr (klarolinesbuttons)- After hours of Olympics...I need to see Oliver take Felicity ice skating. :)

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"I really don't know how you talked me into this," Felicity grumbled as she tentatively placed one foot onto the ice, waiting a few moments, as if she expected something sinister from the ice rink, before she moved her other foot out onto the smooth surface.

Oliver watched in amusement as she stood there rigidly, obviously afraid to make any sort of move, which was so unlike her; Felicity Smoak, who was brazen in the face of criminals and FBI firewalls, was afraid of ice skating. "Waiting for it to all melt?" he teased, grinning at the back of her head from his place behind her.

Felicity slowly, carefully, turned her head so she could glare at him properly, "Well we weren't all raised on winters in Aspen or had private hockey lessons every week," she said tersely, before immediately regretting her outburst. "Sorry," she said sheepishly, but Oliver only grinned wider, continuing to watch her closely.

After a deep breath she finally tried pushing forward on her skates, promptly losing her balance and lurching backward, straight into Oliver's strong arms. As she looked up into his eyes she couldn't help but think, maybe ice skating won't be so bad after all. At Oliver's chuckle she realized she might have actually said that aloud, but before she could do more than blush he had gently helped her right herself again and placed himself next to her, holding his far arm out in front of him for her to hold onto.

Felicity grabbed onto his arm, steadying herself as he placed his other hand at the small of her back and began guiding her around the rink, holding her close, mainly for reasons besides helping her maintain her balance.