This was written for a flarrow femslash valentines week years ago. I just happen to find it in the depths of my tumblr and decided to start posting all the unrelated Laulicity oneshots/drabbles I have in one single place. To make it easier.

"Laurel, what did you do?" Felicity asks the woman who just walked through the front door of her apartment.

Laurel walks the short distance towards the kitchen idea to empty to contents of her arms onto the granite countertop. She steals a glance at the blonde on the couch with a blanket draped over her and shrugs. "I figured you could use some cheering up…I know I do."

"But what did you do?" Felicity asks again, raising an eyebrow and trying to peer around her to see the mess of bags sitting on her counter.

"I may have took a detour on my way over here," Laurel starts as she slowly makes her way over to the couch, making sure the bear she's holding behind her back stays hidden.

"Do I want to know what you have hidden behind you?" Felicity asks, watching as Laurel walks the short distance from the living room to couch and slowly eases herself into the cushion by Felicity's feet.

A smile appears on Laurel's face as she pulls the tiny bear holding a heart with the words U R Kewl written on it.

"Really Laurel?" Felicity asks, raising an eyebrow.

"What?" Laurel shrugs. "It's cute."

Felicity can't help but smile when Laurel holds the bear up to her face and makes the cutest puppy dog face. "Alright, fine but I still can't believe that you fell for those cheesy I love you Valentine's Day bears."

"It's adorable," Laurel defends, dropping the bear into her lap.

"Do I even want to know what else you bought?" Felicity asks, stealing a glance back at the counter. "I'm afraid that the insides of those bags look like cupid threw up."

Laurel pushes herself up from the couch as she tosses the bear into Felicity's lap. "I guess you're not going to get what else is in this bag."

"Those candy hearts with the cheesy sayings?" Felicity guesses.

Laurel stops in her walk back towards the counter to steal a glance at Felicity. "I guess you're not getting the candy then…Or get to laugh with me over these awful valentines movies."

"You can't take our tradition away from us," Felicity says, tucking a hair behind her ear and watching Laurel as she digs through the bags she brought over. "That's just rude."

Laurel lets out a laugh as she slips the DVD into the DVD player and leaves the rest of the movies in a stack next to the television. "I would never do that," she adds before handing Felicity the remote.

"I would think not."

Laurel playfully rolls her eyes as she walks to the kitchen for two spoons before walking back to Felicity, making sure to grab to two pints of ice cream from the counter. She hands one to Felicity before she settles into the spot next to her on the couch.

"And you got my favorite," Felicity says, taking the pint of mint chip and pulling the top off.

"Why would I forget it?" Laurel responds, placing her spoon in her rocky road. "This little traditions of ours wouldn't be the same without the ice cream, Felicity."

"That is true," Felicity agrees, settling herself into a more comfortable position on the couch and fixing the blanket around her lap.

Laurel presses play on the remote control and leans into the back of the couch, pulling her feet underneath her.

Felicity has grown accustomed to these cheesy, yet fun plans Laurel makes for almost every holiday – making sure that time is set aside for them even with their nightly activities protecting the city. And given everything that's happened with the shooting and her father, the league, Malcom and Thea, Felicity's perfectly okay with the normalcy of the activity.

"Thank you," Felicity says just as the movie starts playing.

"Anytime," Laurel easily responds. "Anytime."