Arrow Imagines

Bets & Beards ~ Rene Ramirez

46 - "We're taking bets on who can eat the most ice cream without puking"

50- "I love your beard, please don't shave it, please?"

The two of you were sat in the middle of Arrow HQ, more than a dozen tubs of Ben & Jerry's surrounding you. There was a stack of cash in your hand you and Rene had one plastic spoon in hand each.

You were counting the money while Rene organized the tubs by flavor.

"Okay there's 150, we put down $75 each minus the cost of the i-" you start cut off by the ding of the elevator as Oliver walked out into the the HQ floor.

"Rene did you ever- Y/N!" when his gaze lands on you he cuts himself off and looks at Rene quizzically, "What are you doing here, in my top secret, illegal, undercover headquarters?"

You rolled your eyes at that, you and Rene had been dating for years and you and are e were friends with Oliver for years before that and you were surprised that he didn't know that you knew about his little leather masquerade  party.

"We're taking bets on who can eat the most ice cream without puking, 75 dollar entrance fee, you want in?" you smile over at him gesturing over to the tubs of ice cream.

"Hard pass," Oliver grimaces shaking his head and walking off.

~

Six tubs later, you're hovering over the toilet Rene's large hand stroking your back and holding your hair as you heave the contents of your stomach into the toilet. You groaned and sat to floor, Rene following suit and leaning back against the wall. You wipe your mouth with the sleeve of your shirt hastily, slipping your body between Rene's legs and cuddling against him, his arms subconsciously wrapping around you. His stubble scratching the top of your head making you sigh in content. You tilt your head up and kiss his shadow of a beard.

"I love your beard, please don't shave it, please?" your voice is hoarse and cracked from vomiting.

Rene laughs in response and sighs, "Babe you just kissed me with vomit lips, on the bright side, i just won 150 dollars."