Based off that one interview where Stephen and Emily did a little role play :)
"Felicity?" Oliver yelled through the bathroom door. "Felicity?"
"Yeah?" she replied, her voice muffled.
"You'd better not be using my towel."
"What makes you think I'm using your towel?"
Oliver groaned. "Every time you take a shower you use my towel! We have nine towels, Felicity! You can have eight of them, but you always pick my towel!"
"Only because you leave it on my side of the bed! This is your punishment, mister!"
"What do you care if I leave it on your side of the bed?"
Felicity opened the bathroom door, wrapped in Oliver's soft, white towel. "Feel the bed."
"What?"
"I said feel the bed."
Oliver rubbed his hand across the bed.
"Feel that?" Felicity smirked.
"What?"
"It's damp."
"So what?" Oliver said, coyly.
"Keep your towel on your side of the bed!"
"Only if you stop using it!"
"Not a chance." Felicity stepped closer to Oliver.
He planted a kiss on her lips. "Then enjoy your damp bed."
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Olicity One Shots
FanfictionI wanted to write some one-shots of my own because I enjoy reading other people's so much.
