Title: Two Kinds of People, pt. 2

Rating: K+

A/N: So, this drabble is loosely connected to the one before it but can be read separately, if you want. I imagined both events happening on the same day but that's just me. Enjoy!


Felicity glances down at her cell phone—it's 10 PM and she still hasn't gotten a text back. It's been two hours and five texts so she finally decides to take matters into her own hands.

She sighs dramatically and makes the trip from her office to Ray's. As much as she loves him, he can be really infuriating.

He doesn't even notice her come in and has his back turned to her. She can see that he's doing something with that ATOM suit of his since she can see the hologram he's projected in the middle of the room.

She smiles. As infuriating as he is, she likes seeing him in his element—but right now she wants to go home and sleep.

Felicity sneaks up behind him and wraps her arms around his waist in a tight hug. He jumps a little at the sudden distraction. She giggles and moves to face him. "I have been texting you for the last two hours. Did you not hear your phone?"

He looks confused for a second before digging his phone out of his pocket. He does indeed have five unread texts from Felicity—all of them asking where he is and when can they leave.

He clears his throat and says sheepishly, "I uh... guess I lost track of time. Again." He hopes she's not mad at him about it.

She rolls her eyes and laughs again. "Yeah, kinda figured that. But—now that you know that, don't you think we should call it a night?"

He sighs. "Yeah I guess so but—"

She cuts him off with a kiss before he can finish that sentence. "If I let you keep working, we'll be here all night. I know you can stay up all night but I can't and I am not letting you have three espressos again!"

He gives her a small smile and wraps his arms around her to pull her closer to him. She snakes her arms around his neck to pull him towards her for another kiss. "We're leaving now, right?" It's almost sad that she has to ask.

Ray laughs and answers, "Yes. We are going home. I can finish this tomorrow."

"Good. I'll meet you by the elevator." She presses a kiss to his neck before dashing out the door to get her things.