Mistletoe Kisses and Christmas Wishes
Help Me.
Felicity glanced over the text from Oliver, assuming it was some generic Happy Christmas! But her eyes widened in horror, she quickly scrambled for her phone and rang him,
"Oliver, where are you?" She asked hurriedly, "What's going on?"
"I'm stuck at home surrounded by Girls." He grumbled down the phone causing Felicity to release a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding,
"Oh my god. Considering the circumstances in which we spend our nights you cannot say that." She said with a shaky laugh, "And what do you mean surrounded by girls? I thought you were with your family?"
"I am." He said managing to sneak out of the dining room, and lowering his voice, "But it's my Mom's sisters and their daughters. All the men are on some Golf thing." He continued hearing her laugh,
"And what they didn't invite you?" Felicity asked trying to suppress her laughter and failing miserably,
"Apparently not." He grumbled again causing her to laugh, "They've been here for two days already and I can't deal with it. They're too… smiley."
"Smiley?" She asked sceptically sinking back down into her bed even though it was near mid-day, "That's what's bothering you?"
"They're very… I don't know invasive. They keep asking me about girlfriends and discussing my fashion choices and I think they're going to force me to watch some film called the Holiday or something after lunch and I needed some form of normalcy."
"Why don't you just leave? I know family's important to you and everything but you sound even grumpier than normal." She said causing him to exhale,
"I can't. I haven't had lunch yet, plus you know, nowhere to go considering Diggle isn't around."
"Come to mine." She said impulsively, "I mean you don't have to but it's an option and I know-"
"You're amazing." He said without thinking causing her to blush, "can I come after lunch?"
"Of course. I mean you're going to have to watch Love, Actually with me because I'm not giving that up for anyone but come on over pal." She added to the end causing her to mentally kick herself,
"I can deal with that." He said with a laugh when he heard a cough behind him,
"Who are you talking to?" Thea asked narrowing her eyes at him, "Mom's looking for you?"
"I gotta go." He said down the phone, "See you later." He shoved his phone into his pocket, "Nobody." He said casually walking past her, "Where's Mom?"
"Kitchen." Thea said keeping pace with him, "Was it Laurel?"
"What no?" he said widening his eyes, "That ship had sailed."
"Yes but you have your Lover Boy face on…" Thea said narrowing her eyes some more, "Do you have a secret girl friend?"
"No." He insisted with a small laugh, "It was just a friend."
"A close friend? A best friend?" She asked keeping pace,
"Thea- I'm nearly 28 don't you think I'm a little Old to have a best friend?" He said with a laugh,
"Was it Mr. Diggle?" She asked clutching onto him, "Oh My God are you secretly in Love with Mr Diggle?"
"Yes." He said solemnly, "I can no longer supress my feelings."
"I know you're joking but I want to know who was on the other end of that phone because whoever it is they're good for you. You just cracked a joke." Thea said stopping,
"I told you it was a friend." He said over his shoulder, unable to hide the smile any mention of Felicity bought to his face.
Meanwhile Felicity managed to finally leave her bed after watching old Doctor Who Christmas episodes on her laptop, she meandered downstairs where she phoned her Mom who was currently spending Christmas in the Bahamas somewhere with her girlfriends. Christmas had always been a peculiar holiday for Felicity and her Mom- with her Dad being Jewish and her Mum being Christian they had often combined the Holidays when she was younger to create Chrismakkah- a peculiar hybrid of the two. And after her Dad left, Felicity focused more on the Jewish aspect because she wanted to hold on to what was left which allowed her Mom to fly to tropical destinations with her friends on Christmas. But Felicity often identified herself as Jew-ish. And as much as she missed her Mom at Christmas Felicity was okay with her jetting off somewhere nice as it allowed her to chill out and not have to worry about work and allowed her to have a very relaxed day of lying in bed until early afternoon before eating her weight in Chocolate and Christmas cookies before watching Christmas specials of her favourite show.
She enjoyed it far more than she cared to let on.
Oliver however was not a fan of Christmas, he was not a fan of forced socialising, he was not a fan of extremely personal questions, and he was not a fan of the mandatory family portrait.
"Oliver Honey," His aunt instructed, "Stand up straighter please, you're the only male hence you're in the middle- try and look important."
"Yeah Ollie." Thea whispered to him mockingly, "Try and look important."
He gave her the look,
"Okay!" His aunt continued, her southern drawl thick, "3-2-1!" She shouted as she ran into the picture just in time for the flash.
"I still think we should've taken it before we had lunch, I feel so large." He heard his Mom complain,
"You look beautiful." He told her kissing her cheek,
"What do you want?" She asked narrowing her eyes at him,
"Nothing!" he exclaimed, "Can a man no longer compliment his Mother?"
"You want to leave don't you?" She asked narrowing her eyes at him,
"Maybe." He said as the family around them dispersed, someone shouting that the Film was about to begin,
"I'm surprised you lasted this long." She said with a laugh as she kissed his cheek, "You'll be back later?"
"Most definitely." He said grabbing his keys,
"Ollie don't leave me here." Thea begged as he walked past her,
"No can do little Sis." He said with a smirk, "I'm going to see Diggle. Declare my love for him and all that."
"You suck." She grumbled as one of their cousins dragged Thea away,
"Merry Christmas Speedy!"
Felicity, in a peculiar way which made her sound slightly pathetic, was excited about spending Christmas with another human being for the first time in a few years.
Oliver, in a way that he didn't understand, was excited about spending Christmas with someone he loved, someone who wouldn't ask invasive questions.
They were both also excited to give the other their chosen gifts.
He practically waltzed up her stairs before ringing the doorbell, shocked about how cheerful he was, he was even more shocked about what she was wearing. For some reason he was under the impression she lived in high heels and pretty dresses. So when she opened the door in an oversized navy Christmas jumper and her fading jeans with a hole on one knee he honestly wasn't expecting it.
"You're not wearing a dress." He said without thinking,
"Seriously? That's your first remark?" She asked with a laugh ushering him in and out of the cold,
"You look lovely don't get me wrong." He added hastily, "It's just… I expected a dress for some reason? I guess it must just be all the women in my house." He muttered at the end causing her to laugh as he took his coat off,
"How many are there exactly?" She asked as he put down the bag he was carrying on her Coffee table,
"15. 17 if you include Thea and my Mother." He said seeing her eyes widen in surprise, "I don't actually know half of them if I'm being honest. And 4 of them are babies."
"Still, that's a big family."
"Not even counting the males." He said as he rummaged through the plastic bag, "I bought gifts in the form of Alcohol, left overs, and-" he said bringing out a small box, "Your present."
"You're a very good guest." She said taking the bag, "I also have your present. Bear with." She said taking the bag into the kitchen and rearranging everything onto plates before grabbing his gift,
"I thought you were Jewish?" He asked suddenly noticing the Christmas tree and other decorations,
"I'm Jew-ish." She said causing him to laugh, "When I was younger we combined the Holidays. So Christmas tree," She said gesturing to one corner, "Menorah." She said gesturing to her windowsill, "Advent Calendar, Driedel."
"I'm getting it now." Oliver said with a laugh as she sat down next to him and handed him food,
"I'm definitely more of a Hanukkah Gal don't get me wrong. But Christmas is nice too." She said with a smile tucking her hair behind her ear,
"So do you want your present now?" he asked over the gentle Christmas Music,
"Yes please." She said with a smile balancing her food on her lap, "Gimme." She said holding out her hand, he laughed and placed the Jewellery box in her hand. Her eyes widened in surprise when she opened it, "It's beautiful." She whispered staring down at the Bracelet, it was a fine silver chain joined together with a tiny Arrow pendent,
"Is it okay? Because they had a similar necklace-" He started but she cut him off,
"It's beautiful." She said getting it out of the box and putting it on her wrist, "very clever." She said removing her food from her lap and leaning forward to hug him, "Thank you." She whispered, "Now yours. It's nowhere near as good as this bracelet but-"
"I'm sure it's great." He said with a smile as he unwrapped the slim package, he grinned when he saw what it was, "Who took this?" He asked with a laugh looking down at the photo,
"I set up a camera a couple of weeks ago-" She said motioning for him to give her the frame, "But I actually designed this so-" She said flicking a switch, suddenly the Picture began to move, a silent film of him, Diggle, and Felicity sitting in the Foundry, slowly laughing at something Felicity said, Oliver standing behind her and Diggle off to the side, it lasted a few seconds before seamlessly looping back to the beginning,
"This is amazing." He whispered, "How did-"
"It's a digital photo frame I designed, no biggie." She said with a shrug, "I figured since you were a billionaire and had most things that a sentimental gift could do no harm."
"This is the most thoughtful thing anyone's ever given me." He said in awe,
"Like I said, no big deal."
"It must have cost-" he started but she cut him off,
"Being your Executive Assistant pays very nicely." She said patting his arm, "plus I gave Digg. Socks so that balances it out." She said causing them both to laugh.
"You're brilliant." He said as she leant forward and grabbed her plate of food.
"You tell me frequently."
1 film and 2 Specials later a very full Felicity was lying down, her legs splayed over Oliver who was absent minded-ly rubbing her feet. The TV still on in the background as she laughed at something he had said,
"Thank you by the way." He said looking over at her in the dim light, the fire keeping them both suitably warm, "For allowing me to escape."
"No problem." She replied stretching, "When do you have to go back?" She asked yawning, she saw him check his phone as his face fell,
"Now." He sighed causing her to groan,
"But you were so comfortable." She moaned as she stood up, Oliver following her lead,
"Trust me. Hanging out here with you was the best Christmas I've had in a long time." He replied sincerely as he pulled his coat on,
"I know." She said, "not in a cocky way but because I feel the same." She got out,
"And it wouldn't be you if you didn't babble. Perfect day." He added quietly at the end as she opened the door for him,
"Thanks for the gift." She said running her fingers over the present, both oblivious to the Mistletoe growing in the tree above them.
"Thanks for mine too." He said as he stepped out, "And Felicity," He said turning back, "Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah." He said leaning in and kissing her cheek, his lips brushing the corner of her mouth.
"You too." She said quietly biting the inside of her cheek to stop herself from smiling like a lunatic. "Bye Oliver."
"Bye Felicity." He said with a smile as he walked down the stairs.
She closed the door and subconsciously held her hand up to her cheek, "Best Christmas Ever." She whispered.