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Diggle
John knew something was different the second he walked into the foundry.
He realised 2 things as he wondered down the stairs:
Oliver was sitting beside Felicity, listening intensively to whatever she was babbling about, but that wasn’t what he noticed. It was the fact that his right hand was softly stroking her arm as she talked. Oliver never liked being touched much, or at all. But he’d always been more than happy to touch Felicity as if touching her even in comfort was mending his emotional wounds somehow.
The second thing was Felicity she was wearing her hair down. Now to most people that would seem a natural thing, but Felicity hates her hair down unless she is dressing up for something. But right now she wore her usual colourful clothing and yet still had her hair down. She pushed it behind her hair at that moment and John realised the way Oliver gave a small smile at the movement.
She did look more beautiful with her hair down, no one would dispute that, but the fact that she was wearing it down and Oliver was noticing it in that way?
“Hey Guys” As if breaking some of kind spell on the two, they broke apart. Oliver went back to his usual slightly guarded self, grabbing his towel from her desk that he’d obviously put there when their convosation started.
“Hey Digs” Oliver called, his tone guarded and to the point
“Ready to train?” John gave a short nod, before unzipping his jumper and letting the boxing match between them take it’s normal course. Dig’s phone started ringing half hour later, it was a call from Carly saying she needed help with his nephew, apparently he was being bullied and needed Uncle John’s advice.
“Hey I’ve got to go. Carly needs me at her flat. I’ll come by later?” Oliver nodded, grabbing his bar to climb the ladder.
“Okay, you okay giving me a lift home later?” Digs nodded while he gave Felicity a kiss on the cheek goodbye, he ran up the stairs his jacket and phone already in hand. He turned back after a few steps
“I’m happy for you both” Felicity’s head shot up to look at him, surprise written all over her face. Oliver however wasn’t so surprised.
He gave Diggle the most genuine smile he’d ever seen away from Laurel or Felicity. Digs left the room in silence and he knew Felicity was probably babbling a mile a minute right now and Oliver would probably shut her up with a sweet kiss. He was genuinely happy for them, I mean what other women (who isn’t psychotic) is going to accept all that Oliver does and still love him?