withafullmetalheart (on Tumblr): Maybe Oliver trying to teach Felicity to ride a motorcycle.

"Absolutely not!" Oliver's voice was nearing the volume of a shout and he was definitely wearing his 'angry face'.

"Why the hell not?!" Felicity inquired, eyebrow raised and arms crossed over her chest. "You do it every night!"

"I'm - "

But years and years of being by his side had given her a pretty good intuition as to what he was going to say, and that wasn't going to happen.

Hypocrite ass!

"So help me God, Oliver, if the next words that come out of your mouth are 'it's too dangerous, Felicity' I will shove one of your own arrows where the sun doesn't shine!" she declared, taking a few steps towards him.

Oliver glared at her, wishing that she wasn't able to read him like an open book. His life would be so much easier if she couldn't call him out on his bullshit every time he tried.

He opened his mouth again, only to be cut off by Felicity, again.

"And you'd better not start reciting Crash Stats." her frown morphed into a glare.

"You should know the risks!" As soon as he's said it he knew he'd just made a mistake.

"I should know the risks?!" Felicity was definitely using her Loud Voice now "Oliver, the only reason you know the risks is because I keep telling you about them every time you get on that deathtrap!"

"If it's a 'deathtrap' then why do you want me to teach you how to ride it?"

"Because it might come in handy some time during field missions! What if I'm all alone and my only way to not get caught and/or killed is to get on a motorcycle?!"

Felicity knew she had him there. There was nothing Oliver could say that would make her believe this was a bad idea.

It took her a moment to realize that she was centimeters away from Oliver's face. Somehow, during all the panting and yelling they managed to ignore all sorts of personal space. Again.

And if it were anyone else, she wouldn't give it much thought, but it wasn't just anyone. It was Oliver.

Being in such close proximity to him was dangerous.

It took her another moment to realize to that if she leaned five more centimeters forward she would be able to press her lips against the base of his throat.

See! Dangerous.

"I'm going upstairs, I need some air!" she somehow managed to say that calmly as she backed away from him. "Come find me when you're done being a hypocrite."

Oliver said nothing and he did nothing to stop her either and for once, she was grateful for that.

In the end, she was the one to find him.

In the back alley of the club where they parked their cars. He had his back to her, but she knew he was staring at the big, black vehicle they were arguing about.

"I'll teach you how to ride a motorcycle." Oliver said quietly, still not looking at her.

Normally, in situations like that Felicity would rarely pass up and opportunity to rub it in his face, but the defeated tone in which he spoke to her, let her know that maybe now wasn't the time.

"Glad you see it my way." Felicity sighed, coming to stand next to him.

"Not really," Oliver chuckled "I just know you well enough to know that you'd do it with me or without me and I'd rather I was there in case something went wrong." he explained, leaning back against the brick wall.

"Yeah, me too, which is why I asked you in the first place." Felicity nodded.

"You know, if you don't feel like doing that I could always ask Sara." she suggested after a couple of minutes of silence.

"I don't mind you being able to ride a motorcycle, Felicity," Oliver sighed, pushing off of the wall and turning to look at her. "I have a problem with you being in danger, no matter what kind."

"Well, I have the same problem when it comes to you." Felicity said, coming to stand next to Oliver "but I try and look at the bigger picture."

Oliver closed the distance between them "I made a promise to myself I would protect you since the first day you joined us and I do everything in my power to keep that promise. I'm sorry I overreacted earlier, it's just…" he hesitated for a moment, not sure how to phrase his thoughts. "you're important to me. I can't do what we do without you… I don't know how to do what we do without you. Besides, what we do, it takes a toll and if you let it, the darkness will swallow you whole, and you Felicity, you have that light about you. I can't have you lose that, because if you do, then so would I."

Felicity deliberated for a moment if to say something in response, but she thought the better of it and wrapped her arms around Oliver instead.

She lifted on the tips of her toes and hugged him tightly, her nose rubbing against the base of his neck.

"When do we start?" she whispered against his shoulder.

"Saturday and you will wear full protective gear." Oliver's voice rumbled against her temple.

"Ok."

"Ok."