NOTE: This will be completed with tomorrow's drabble. :)
Most nights Felicity would savor in the chill of her bed sheets, even in the winter, but tonight was the complete opposite. The heater had broken at her house and now she was staying in the Foundry with Oliver. He'd graciously given up his bed to her, and was now curled up on the camp bed he still had in the corner. Now, even with a heavy blanket and a working heater the Foundry wasn't much warmer than her house had been. She was tempted to ask Oliver to come over and either get in her bed, or ask him for another blanket, but things had been strained since he'd returned to Starling City and to Oliver Queen. She sighed and made the decision to do something. So she got up. She tried to move slowly, but obviously Oliver was still awake enough to hear her movement almost instantly.
"Felicity. Is something wrong?" She considered lying.
"I'm fine Oliver. Go to sleep." She thought he might have listened to her for a moment, but then she heard him coming up behind her.
"Seriously Felicity. What's wrong?" He gripped her shoulders and turned her to face him.
"Nothing. I was just going to grab some water. That's all." Oliver looked like he still didn't believe her, but he accepted it and stood there, waiting for her to get her water and come back before he moved back towards his bed. He stopped, scratching the back of his head.
"Look. Felicity, it's colder than usual down here. Is it okay if I slept in the bed?" Felicity bit her lip considering what she was supposed to say.
"Yeah. Sure. It's big enough for the both of us." He sent a smile in her direction and turned to grab his phone from the camp bed. He curled up into the bed, keeping space between them. She turned to face the wall, trying to forget he was there.
It wasn't even half an hour later that Oliver was calling her name.
"Felicity. Are you alright?" Felicity rolled over to look at him. "You've been shivering like mad." Felicity waved her hand with an air of general dismissal. Oliver shrugged and settled back in.
Felicity gave up five minutes later.
"Oliver?" She spoke softly. "Are you still awake?"
"mmhmm." He mumbled.
"Would you do me a favor then?"
"mmhmm."
"I'm cold." She paused. "Come closer?" He didn't exactly move, but he did hold up an arm and allow her to snuggle into his side. He was like a space heater, allowing her to fall asleep relatively easily.