If I were a normal person, there would be a searing pain in my shoulder. But I'm not a normal person and the bullet that is still lodged in my shoulder is barely noticeable. Yet as soon as I enter the lair Felicity is immediately besides me, pulling my quiver and jacket off. I can't help but smile at her, in which she returns with an eye roll.
"I wish you'd at least pretend that you're a normal person when you've got a bullet lodged into your shoulder." I chuckle slightly before walking over to the med table because I know she won't feel better until she's patched me up.
Once I'm all cleaned and stitched up Felicity leans down and pecks my lips. I grab her waist and pull her back to me before she can move away and crush my lips against hers. We're interrupted by a loud cough and we quickly pull away, my eyes quickly meeting Diggle's as he raised his eyebrows at me. A blush spread across Felicity's face as she scurried off into the bathroom. Diggle approaches me and before I can even open my mouth he speaks.
"So. You and Felicity? It took you long enough." He chuckles and I feel myself blush. God, how long has it been since I last did that?
"It was the right time."
"Mhm. Well, I'm happy for you two but I'm telling you right now, if you hurt her in anyway, I will hurt you. Maybe kill you if it's bad enough. And I mean it Oliver. If you ever hurt her you'll regret it, I promise you." Thing is, I know he's serious.
"I would never even dream of it."
Felicity invited me home with her and, of course, I willingly went. If I could spend all day every day cuddled up with her in that house I would. Life would be perfect. Though, just being with her now, with no limitations, is pretty damn close to perfect.
We're getting ready to cuddle up on the couch to watch 'My Girl Friday'. As soon as Felicity suggested it I had smiled and agreed.
She starts the film and comes to join me on the couch. I open my arms and she willingly slides into them, curling her body against my side, resting her head on my shoulder and wrapping her arms around my torso. I wrap my own arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me and I lean my head against hers.
Halfway between the film, Felicity's breathing becomes deeper and slower, her hand curled into my shirt and her face is buried into my chest. I smile down at her sleeping form and kiss the top of her head, grabbing the blanket that lays over the back of her couch and wrap it around us. My own eyes feel heavy and I relax back into the couch, intent on watching the rest of the film but I know I won't last that long and it's not long before I feel the darkness pulling into sleep, a small smile etched on my face.