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You're Banging My Bedroom Wall

XXV. Queen v Harper

"Ollie never really told me how you guys met."

Felicity was sitting across from Thea at a small table in the new café that had opened less than a week ago located only two blocks from her apartment building. Last night's disaster with Ray Palmer served as a reminder of the last time she had ventured outside her home to get a good cup of coffee so she had spent the better part of the night writing a program to prevent someone from tracking her phone instead of cuddling with her boyfriend. Since she was reasonably relaxed and calm and not looking over her shoulder every thirty seconds, she was caught off guard when Thea said that and almost choked on her coffee.

She carefully placed her mug back on the table. "Well, what has he told you?"

"Only that you met at the club but had known each other for weeks before that," Thea told her, popping a piece of muffin into her mouth. "Whatever that means."

Felicity quickly schooled her features the best she could, taking a sip of her coffee as cover. There was no way in hell she was telling Oliver's sister what that meant. "Oliver and I are actually neighbors," she said instead. "He was…making a lot of noise at night when I first moved in and that was a huge problem between us before he stopped, but we'd never actually met until I visited my best friend Sara at Verdant for the first time since she started working there."

Thea narrowed her eyes at her, biting into her muffin. The younger woman chewed thoughtfully before finally speaking. "I feel like there's more of a story inside there somewhere, but I'll let you and Ollie keep it to yourselves. I'd probably end up wishing I'd never known if you told me anyway."

"And you'd be right," Felicity said with a laugh.

They had lapsed back into a comfortable silence before Thea suddenly spoke again. "He's different with you, you know?"

She stared at her curiously, a bemused smile tugging at her mouth. "Different how?"

Thea met her gaze. "He's dated women in the past and he usually kept them from the family because he really never had any intention of dating them in the first place. But with you, he did nothing but talk about you so much that we had started to think you weren't even real. I think the first thing he wanted to do was introduce you to Mom and Dad." Her phone suddenly vibrated across the table and Thea giggled at whatever she saw on the screen.

"What?" Felicity asked, lifting her mug to her mouth.

She giggled again, a teasing smirk creeping across her face as she pocketed her phone. "Oh, nothing. Mom just asked me when I think you and Ollie are getting married," she said, laughing as Felicity choked and sputtered on her coffee this time. Thea just grinned before dancing away to the counter with her empty mug.

Felicity shook her head to herself, wiping the remnants of her coffee from her jacket. Moira Queen was a woman known for her stone cold reputation and in less than twenty-four hours she had completely obliterated everything Felicity thought she knew about her.

"Blondie."

She looked up from her mug and turned to face Roy where he stood next to her. "How did you know I was here?"

He sunk down into the open seat next to her, tossing his notebook down on the table in front of him as he pulled out his calculator from his pocket. "I asked Oliver where you were when you didn't answer my texts," he told her, shrugging out of his leather jacket and getting comfortable. "Now let's talk stats. I've got a quiz next week and this is probably the only time I can ask you for help."

"If it wasn't obvious, Roy, I'm in the middle of something," she said, waving in front of them where Thea's half eaten muffin waited for her. "I'll help you later. Promise."

Before he could respond Thea dropped into her seat across from them. The smile on Thea's face quickly turned into a scowl the moment she spotted Roy. "Leather Jacket," she greeted him frostily.

"Princess," he returned in kind.

Leather Jacket?

Princess?

What the hell was going on here?

"Um..." Felicity opened and closed her mouth several times as she attempted to find some words that wouldn't set off the two ticking time bombs sitting with her. The tension between them was so thick she was sure that even if she took the sharpest knife in her kitchen, she still wouldn't have been able to cut through the hostility rolling off of them in waves. "So you guys know each other? That's nice...I think."

"What the hell are you doing here?" Roy spat.

Thea shot him a nasty look. "I should be the one asking you that since I was here first! Tell him, Felicity!"

"No, no, no! Do not bring me into whatever the hell this is between you two," she interjected before Roy could say anything.

The longer Felicity watched them, the more she realized that the tension between them was more than just hostile—it was sexual. Somehow they had just gotten closer over the few minutes they had been sitting there.

"You know what," Roy finally snapped after he and Thea had traded several verbal barbs, drawing the attention of the people sitting around them, "I'm out of here. I'll see you later, Blondie, when you're not with her." And he snatched up his things before storming out of the café.

Before Thea could say anything, Felicity held up a hand to stall her. "I'd like to pretend that the last ten minutes didn't happen, please." Thea readily nodded with an apologetic smile.

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We'll catch up with Roy and Thea later, but next time Felicity's got an engagement party to attend.

Oh, and if you were previously unaware, this story is now crossposted on Archive of Our Own (Ao3).