Hello, my awesome people! Thanks for being super supportive in the form of follows, favorites, and one review! (Yes, only review. I know; that's so sad.) I have major writer's block right now (which is why you guys haven't heard from me in a while), but I'm trying my best. Anyway, enjoy!
On with the show!
Oliver awoke to find a sleeping Felicity pressed tightly to his chest. He looked over at the clock on the nightstand. 3:47, it read. He groaned internally. Would he ever get a full night of sleep? Probably not, he answered in his head. He pushed the covers off him and pulled on a shirt. Just as he was going to get up, he felt a slender arm wrap around his torso and pull him back onto the bed.
"Stay," Felicity groaned.
Oliver kissed her forehead lightly. "Alright, for a few minutes," he whispered. She snuggled closer, never wanting him to leave. He wrapped his arms around her. His eyelids drooped, and he drifted off.
When Oliver woke up again, it was bright outside. The bed was empty. The smell of something burning wafted into the bedroom. The clock read 9:30. He slipped out from under the covers and headed for the stairs. When he reached the bottom half of the house, a strong odor made its way to his nose. Felicity, he thought to himself, she must have burned something again. He rolled his eyes. As much as he loved her, cooking was not in Felicity's vocabulary. He made his way into the kitchen, where Felicity was attempting to cook pancakes.
"Hey," he breathed. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to his chest. "Did you know that you can't cook?"
"I know," she groaned, "it's just that I feel that some day your magical cooking skills will be transferred over to me."
He laughed lightly and kissed the top of her head. "You're cute."
"... I'm not three."
"I know."
Felicity rolled her eyes. "How about you make them instead?"
"I will. You know that."
She rolled her eyes again but still reached up to kiss him. "I'm taking a shower. I'll be back in ten minutes."
"I think the pancakes can wait." He picked her up and carried a giggling Felicity to the bathroom.
Finally! This literally took me weeks. I'm not even exaggerating a little, and I love to exaggerate. All that aside, how was it? I know it's not my best work because of this horrible mental block called summer vacation and I-don't-want-to-do-anything-except-eat-and-sleep vacation, but I tried. Let me know by clicking that beautiful review button. (By the way, even after one month, I only have one review.)
~kitty22803
