"Oliver!" Felicity screamed through the comm. He had been updating her on the situation in the abandoned warehouse before she heard him grunt and go silent. Digg's voice came over the comm.
"Felicity. What's wrong?"
"Oliver's gone silent. I don't hear anything, so I'm pretty sure he's alone, but he needs help!"
"Roy and I are on our way."
It took half an hour for Digg to get an update back to Felicity.
"We've got him. On our way home now." Felicity froze. "Make sure the med bay is clear." Felicity started to interrupt, before Digg stopped her. "I just need it clear. No big injuries or anything. Just need to clean off some scrapes and scratches." Felicity took a deep breath.
"Okay. I'll have it ready."
"We'll be there in 5."
It had been just a couple nasty scratches, so it didn't take long for Digg and Roy to head out, and then the dam broke. Felicity practically jumped Oliver when he came back to where she was sitting. When she'd first grabbed him, he'd frozen, but just for a moment before kissing back with just as much fervor. It wasn't less than 15 minutes before Oliver pulled back just a little.
"Come home with me." Oliver looked surprised that she'd be that bold. She sensed that he was going to say no, so she didn't give him a chance to. "I didn't mean it like that! You don't have to stay the night… or you could stay and sleep with me… well not sleep with me." She stopped. "Well actually I may have meant it like that." Oliver laughed.
"What brought all of this on?" Felicity sobered at his question.
"I was worried about you out there tonight and I decided I was done waiting. So I threw myself at you like some drunk girl at the club." She paused. "Was that mean?" Oliver couldn't help chuckling and it made Felicity smile to see him like this. "Soooo are you going to come with me? Or are we pretending that all this never happened?"
"Oh no. I'm coming with you." She led him out.
Felicity woke to a lovely warmth and light. Opening her eyes she could see that the sun had risen and made decent progress in the sky. The clock read 9am. She could feel Oliver's arm under her head and the other wrapped around her waist, and while she was comfortable, she rolled over in his arms and nuzzled into his neck. His arms tightened around her.
"Morning." He murmured. She said good morning too, but it was muffled by his shoulders. He adjusted their position so that he could see her face and then leaned in. He was just a couple inches from her lips when she squeaked and turned her head so his kiss landed on her cheek. Oliver wasn't sure what to do. This wasn't anything he'd ever expected.
"Felicity, what's wrong?" He was frowning. She mumbled again, and all Oliver could see was her face getting red. He brushed his hand along her cheek before gripping her chin gently, and pulling it up. "What was that?" She bit her lip.
"I said that you couldn't kiss me…because I hadn't brushed my teeth yet." Oliver couldn't help the laugh that escaped.
"I can't say that was something that occurred to me."
"What if my breath smelled terrible?"
"You could never smell terrible." She blushed again.
"Obviously you have never been around me after Digg and I work out." Oliver placed his hands on her cheeks.
"Felicity. I am going to kiss you. And we can establish once and for all if you have morning breath." She tried to move her head to hide in his shoulder again, but she couldn't move. As soon as he'd captured her lips he moved his hands to wrap around her waist.
It was minutes later that he pulled away.
"So survey says?" Felicity prompted.
"I'm pretty sure there isn't any morning breath… but I may need to check again." She laughed, only being cut off when Oliver swooped in to capture her lips with his.