Felicity is going to Comic-Con but has to drop by the lair to get a piece of her cosplay costume.

"What are you wearing?" Oliver's voice sounded from behind her.

Startled, Felicity straightened and spun on her heel to face Oliver, grinning at him from where she stood.

So excited to even be embarrassed to be caught snooping through his desk in the foundry, she spread her arms and did a slight spin, flicking her hair over her shoulders when she turned back to him.

"I'm the Black Widow." she laughed, bouncing a little in her booted heels. She held her breath as Oliver took in her outfit, his eyes sweeping over her body in an assessing way.

"You know I don't know what a Black Widow is, right?" he informed her after he took her in. Felicity let go of the breath she was holding in a laugh, shaking her head at him before she turned back to his desk and pulled out the fake training gun Dig had brought her when he first started training her.

"Oliver, seriously. I made you watch the Avengers with me months ago. You know who the Black Widow is. She's the only woman in the team. Has a thing with Hawkeye, well I'm hoping so at least. He is the one you complained about because his arrowing technique was off?" she said, turning to him as she slid the fake gun into the gun holster strapped to her thigh.

She felt her face heat when she caught him watching that movement with heated eyes. His eyes flashed back to hers and he cleared his throat before lifting a brow at her.

"And why are you dressed as the Black Widow then?" he asked.

"Oliver, honestly. Do you even listen when I tell you things?" she asked, pushing past him to go to her desk where she quickly fired up her computer and logged into the ComicCon site.

"I've been talking about this for months. I'm meeting the Doctor Who cast and the Supernatural cast. Thank god I'm so good with computers, hacking into their system to get these tickets early was a godsend." she laughed, moving so he could look at the screen.

He looked at it, scrolled through the page before looking back at her.

"Dose everyone dress up?" he asked, straightening and turning his body to her.

"No, just those who have the time, money and dedication to cosplay, why?" she murmured, frowning up at him. He frowned back at her, actually looking like he was struggling to say what he was thinking.

"Any chance I can come with you?" he asked her suddenly. Felicity gaped at him, completely thrown off. She would have never pegged him as someone that would want to go to a nerd convention, mainly because he had no idea what any of it was. But still, looking at him now, she would tell he was curious as well as something else.

"Um, sure. I mean, I'll just have to hack the system again to get extra tickets and stuff, but that's easy." she told him, eyeing him as she said it. His smile almost knocked her off her feet. He really did need to smile more.

Just as he was about to say something, the foundry opened and Roy stumbled down the stair, dressed as Hawkeye.

"C'mon, Blondie. Lets go show off how amazing we look." the boy yelled, doing a weird jump off the lower stair step, crouching and aiming his bow at her and Oliver. Shocked to see Oliver there with her, he obviously panicked and stumbled to the ground before scrambling up.

"Queen. What are you doing here?" Roy asked, coming over to them, though he seemed to be careful to stay out of Oliver's way. Felicity rolled her eyes. These two were never not going to want to go at each other.

"Could ask you the same thing, kid, but it seems obvious." Oliver growled, eyeing Roy suspiciously. Felicity sucked in a breath and laughed when Roy groaned.

"Why didn't you tell me he was coming? He's going to scare everyone away from us." Roy pouted, his whole body slumping. Felicity looked up at Oliver to judge his response and was a little surprised to see him grinning.

"I'll make sure to be extra nice then." Oliver murmured, moving behind Felicity, his hand curling around her hip as he bent down to her ear, obviously what he was going to say was for her ears only.

"Next time I'll be your Hawkeye." he purred to her, his lips brushing her ear before he was moving back, telling Roy to show him his archery skills while Felicity got extra tickets.

It took Felicity a bit longer then it usually would have, which bothered her. But she could still feel Oliver behind her, his hand on her body and his lips pressed against her ear. And she knew she wouldn't be able to forgot what those all felt like.

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