Summary: Oliver packs Felicity's lunch and leaves her a note. Curtis finds it. Dialogue fic.


Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Arrow or any of the characters, they all belong to the CW & DC.

A/N: All mistakes are mine and mine alone, Microsoft Word was my beta so please forgive any and all mistakes.


The Note

"Are we done yet? I'm starving."

"You can have half my lunch. Oliver, my boyfriend, packed it and it's too much to eat on my own. I swear he's trying to fatten me up and I don't know why although I have my suspicions."

"Oliver.. as in Oliver Queen? You're dating ex billionaire and gorgeous hunk Oliver Queen? I heard the rumors that you guys were dating but I thought it was all gossip."

"Yep. I'm dating Oliver Queen. Sometimes I still can't believe it myself."

"And your boyfriend, Oliver Queen, packs lunches for you?"

"I know! Isn't he wonderful?"

"..."

"You don't have to look so surprised. I'm useless in the kitchen, and he's a genius in there, loves to cook, so I'm not complaining. And we have an…. understanding after my last attempt at cooking. Let's just say that... I'm not allowed anywhere near the stove anymore. Not even to boil water. His words, not mine."

"What did you do?"

"It's a long story."

"Maybe you can tell about it while we eat."

"It's the brown paper bag in the mini fridge."

"Got it. Looks like he left you instructions in here."

"I have no idea what's inside, if it needs to be heated you do it. I'll probably burn it."

"OH!"

"Oh?"

"Your boyfriend left you a… uhhhh… a note."

"What does it say."

"You want me to... read it to you?"

"Yes, I need to finish this, so just tell me what it says."

"..."

"Why do you have that look on your face? Just read it."

"Okay… Hope you enjoy this inside you as much as me,"

"Oh god…"

"Can't wait for you to be the CEO of the bedroom tonight. Love Oliver. Your..."

"AAAAAH STOP! Please is so embarrassing."

"You're blushing."

"I know… I'm going to kill him. Curtis, stop laughing. You're forgetting I'm CEO and can fire you any time I want."

"Sorry."

"We'll never speak of this again."

"Right."


"Hey hon, how was your day?

"..."

"You look upset, what happened?"

"You left a dirty note in my lunch!"

"You're mad because I left you that note?"

"And Curtis read it.. out loud... Oliver Queen, wipe that smirk off your face!"

Fin