yesterday took my innocence with it. well... I don't think anyone will complain. They're not really eating the Ice cream either, but again: I don't think you'll complain.

Felicity spent her day off in the cave again. It made her feel secure to watch Diggle being grumpy and Oliver hanging off bars and beating the crap out of the dummies he just bought. It was certainly nicer than sitting in her little apartment, listening to the fighting of the couple upstairs. So she just hung around on the couch, reminiscing on her latest hacks and adventures, spooning Ben & Jerry's Half-baked Ice-cream out of a giant container.

"Are you going to eat the whole thing?"

Felicity had been so involved in her thoughts, that she hadn't even noticed Oliver sitting down next to her. Instantly, she felt a little uncomfortable. Not because Oliver was still shirtless and she could have counted his scars if she had wanted to, but because Diggle was still in the room so she couldn't. Of course Diggle knew what She and Oliver were up to when he left but they only go up to these things when he left; and he didn't look like he planned to.

But Oliver obviously wanted to tease her a little bit, knowing that she couldn't fight back right now, because he leaned over tucked up knees his face only inches from hers.

"Can I have some?" the smug grin, which he knew could make felicity almost anything, was just too much.

"No. It's mine. I bought it." Felicity stuck out her tongue and playfully held the container over her head. "I thought you're very careful with what you put into your body."

He snatched it out of her hand easily, now being so close to her she could feel the warmth of his breath on her face. "Maybe I changed my mind."

He leaned back so suddenly, Felicity almost groaned in frustration when she felt the loss of his weight.

"You know I'm still here right?" Asked Diggle from his corner. Felicity felt herself blush instantly, but Oliver just laughed it off and put the spoon in his mouth, grinning at what he accomplished. Felicity kicked him in the side.

"Give me back my food!" She tried taking it, but Oliver's arms were just so much longer than hers so she just ended up almost falling over onto his lap.

"Seriously guys. I can see you. I'm really uncomfortable."

"Then leave!" Oliver laughed as he held the ice cream on his outstretched arm and watched Felicity struggle to get to it. She had now resigned to hitting him on the shoulder, and calling him a "fake fighter for justice" as he "clearly didn't know fairness"

Finally, the both of them heard the door to the cave close and instantly Oliver's arms were no longer in the air, but around Felicity's back, making her lose her balance and falling against him with her whole weight (not that he mind)

When Diggle came back the next morning, he found them still on the couch, limbs entangled, most of their clothes as well as the rest of the Ice cream on the floor. He sighed and picked it up to throw it in the trash, than he left, closing the door soundly so he knew they would jerk up from their sleep, jumping apart like they had been caught doing something worse than actually sleeping.