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“You don’t look fine.” He snapped. Oliver immediately regretted his tone but the worry had taken over and all he could think about was the fact that if she had been going faster, he could have lost her. Permanently. 

‘ the arrow’s  little lover.  i thought you would be more geek-y. ‘ the female added, long curls slipped under her feline mask while brown orbs regarded over the intentious lair of the green arrow team it was her first time arriving in this famous starling city and she knew just where she could sign up for a light alliance. ‘ i am sorry, i haven’t introduced myself. i am catwoman. and i may have stolen something that you and your team want. ‘

         “I am pretty sure that’s just our fun from last night,” she hummed, two cups off coffee in her hands as she padded back to bed. Offering the detective one, she perched herself on the edge. With a sip, she gave a soft hum in appreciation of caffeine. “We should have anactual date, you know? We’ve been kind of going back and forth with each other, and eating in is REALLY incredible, but… I want to take you out. “

         Felicity didn’t want the attention from everyone else. She really wasn’t ANYONE to begin with. However, she wanted to take Erin out to dinner, to go dancing. She wanted to spoil the woman, and waking up in the morning to pull Erin’s shirts on had left an eased comfort fall over her. “For what it’s worth,” she added with a smile. “I like you better in my shirts, too,” she added, punctuating her sentence with a kiss to her cheek.

     “honestly, you do look good in my clothes, and that’s got nothing to do with our prior festivities either.” the honey blonde mumbled from where she lifted her head up off of the pillow. she had come home late from work and ended up going to felicity’s home, because, for some reason, the other blonde made her feel safe and happy, something that she hadn’t felt in a long time. sitting up in the bed, erin leaned against the bed head as she accepted the coffee with a smile and a hum. “Thank youuuu.”

jessica strode purposefully through the sea of cubicles, trailing her fingers across the spotless glass and chrome. hm. it all looked too sterile and surgical for her tastes. thank god she wasn’t one of these corporate robots. she turned a corner, and finally found herself face to face with the blonde.

       He felt rather nervous about how the kiss would go over with Felicity until the moment she reciprocated the emotions. Oliver held her close, as if letting go would deem this a dream and nothing more, keeping his eyes closed because despite his “SCREW FATE” mentality just a moment ago, he didn’t know how Felicity would feel if the world stayed gray. He wouldn’t care much, but he was worried that maybe she would decide that it wasn’t right for her that way.

       When the kiss ended, he kept his eyes closed, but pressed their foreheads together in an attempt to stay as close to her for as long as possible before the inevitability of ridding the darkness and seeing the world again. Hearing his name in her voice was like MUSIC to his ears, causing him to smile as wide as possible. No matter what happened, he knew that he love her, so he decided that he would open his eyes.

       And when he did?

       The world that he was used to was no longer. He could not FATHOM the fact that the world he saw mere moments ago was nonexistent and the one that is here now is... so BRIGHT and BEAUTIFUL. He had no words that could quite explain it, but he knew one thing, and it was the only thing that mattered:

       HE SAW COLOR.

The emotion in her eyes was clear, the fear and concern that filled her gaze as his name fell from her lips. In another moment she was wrapped around him and he winced quietly. Maybe it did still hurt a little. Oliver snaked an arm carefully around her when she held on and allowed it to tighten when she pressed herself against him.

      “I’m okay..” He exhaled shakily. 

This was a hazard of the job he did, something he hadn’t wanted to burden the blonde with but here he was, eliciting fear in the woman. It was his mistake on his part, he left himself open fighting the last thug he ran into. He’d be damned if something like this stopped him.

            For a long time, Charlie doesn’t know what  to say or do. Comforting people was need something she was good at-- not for lack of trying, but Charlie was never good with words and sometimes she just seemed to make things worse. She stared at Felicity, listening quietly and trying not to stare at the cut that was on her face.

            “People make mistakes.” Charlie finally said, glancing down at her hands. “And sometimes people get hurt because of those mistakes.” She still had nightmares about Metropolis and Tabby Brennan-- “But, well, I guess sometimes the only person that really gets hurt is ourselves...” Charlie mumbled.