Broken Arrows

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"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy." Felicity winced at seeing his bloody lip and wound in his hair line.

  He did as he was asked and gingerly positioned himself on the stool, his bow and other weaponry set aside as he watched the blonde gather up what was needed. It was times like this when she’d be distracted that he’d take the time to watch her, he enjoyed watching her work and whenever appropriate he also enjoyed watching her sparring sessions with Diggle. Despite having clashed at times Oliver was grateful for not only her presence but for becoming an integral part of the team and for putting him in check when he needed it.

Felicity walked over to Oliver with a small try of supplies, she set them on the table. She turn to take a look at Oliver with a small smile on her lips as she exam the damage. She carefully pulled his hood back her blue eyes scanning the wound in his hair line. As she picked up the gauze and soaked it with solution, Felicity thought back to all the times she ‘played Doctor with Oliver’ her protective side enjoyed that Oliver allowed her this close to him and letting her take care of him when he put this front up about how he doesn’t need medical care. 

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"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy." Felicity winced at seeing his bloody lip and wound in his hair line.

"Well let me clean you up at least" she paused for a mere moment. "and get ice.. for all of that" She makes a face as she waves a hand over his face.

I need an Oliver or someone to smut with.

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"Malcolm gave Oliver a ultimatum.. To give himself up for you.. or your father was going to give you up, and you weregoing to die.. I’m sorry Thea.. but its true." Felicity took a shaky breath. "I searched for him, nothing is popping up."

Just a little test.