NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING (IT COULD HAVE BEEN WORSE)
"Felicity? Are you okay? Do you need some water?"
Felicity coughed, taking as deep a breath she could. The strained sound that escaped from her lips did not exactly put Oliver's mind at ease. Her face started to go red and she clutched at her throat.
"can't. breathe." She gasped before taking another strained breath.
Oliver eyes went wide. Crap, an allergic reaction. Her throat was swelling up, making it harder and harder for her to breathe. Her body started convulsing, face going red, other guests looking up, curious as to what was going on.
"Somebody call an ambulance!" Someone yelled.
Oliver was fumbling through her purse, trying to find her EpiPen. Tears slid down her cheeks when he found it and looked up at her. He needed to hurry. He was out of his seat and around the table in less than a heartbeat, taking the cap off the EpiPen and sticking it into her thigh.
Felicity gasped and yelped in pain, but visibly calmed down. Her eyes fell shut and she fell against the back of her chair, hands falling away from her throat. Oliver gripped her hand as he heard the sirens of the ambulance someone had obviously called came closer.
"you okay?" He asked, reaching up to cup her cheek. She nodded, still shaking and squeezed his hand. He wiped the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs as the paramedics came rushing into the overcrowded restaurant.
Oliver explained what had happened, which visibly calmed them down. He sent some angry glares in the direction of the waiter but he knew it wasn't the poor guy's fault. The paramedics took Felicity into the ambulance to get her the medicine she needed, Oliver tagging along, never leaving her side.
"We have a really crappy dating record." Felicity muttered when she hopped out of the ambulance.
"At least we made it to actually having food on our plates this time."
Oliver chuckled, his hand finding her elbow to steady her. She gripped the lapels of his jacket and leaned into him, forehead against his shoulder. His arm wrapped around her back and kissed her temple.
"Maybe it's just not for us. Maybe we're just more of a 'stay-indoors-with-a-sock-on-the-door' kind of couple." He said as his fingers carded through her hair, rubbing soothing circles into her scalp.
Felicity snorted. "At least I'm not allergic to those nuts."
Oliver's hand stilled in her hair, eyebrows flying up as the laughter started running through him, his chest rumbling. Felicity put a hand over her face, cheeks flaming red.
"Why do I talk." She groaned, lifting her head off of his shoulder, looking down at her shoes.
Reaching up, Oliver tugged at her chin and pulled her in for a kiss. It was slow and sensuous and held so many promises. Oliver always kissed her like that, like she was the most precious thing in the entire universe, telling her everything that he felt without a word, pouring all of his soul into a kiss.
He smiled at her when they parted. "Let's go home."
Felicity chuckled and licked her lips, a spark in her eyes as she nodded. Oliver snickered, kissing the top of her head and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. They collected their coats from the coat-check and the hostess told them their check was on the house, as they felt sorry for what had occurred earlier.
And then they were on their way, Felicity's arms wrapped around his waist, his arm around her shoulder. She was snuggled against his side as they walked the short distance back to Felicity's townhouse. They only emerged from the confines of Felicity's bedroom the following day to go out for pizza because technically they still hadn't had dinner.