Adoring Love - Quick one-shot
Summary: Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak are childhood friends. Throughout their lives Oliver proposes five times; four time she says no and there's the one time she agrees. Childhood Friends AU. 4+1. Rating: T Words: 3124 Notes: Hey :) I know it should have been a 5+1 fic but I think 5 refusals would have been too much. I had an idea for the fifth one but I think it's better this way. Inspired by real life events. Anyway, enjoy and let me know what you think :) <3
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01.
The first time he popped the question to her, he wasn't certain of its meaning. How could he have been? After all, he was only four. And what he knew was a knowledge he had gathered from the various shows his parents viewed after he went to sleep. He had sneaked out multiple times in the middle of the night and watched the television from afar, his chubby cheeks forming an expression between curiosity and confusion. There were many things he had understood at that age and naturally there were many things he had found impossible, things that had befuddled him.
One example was the couple he had seen once in a movie. They were walking on the beach, holding hands and talking in hushed voices, the volume of the device not letting him hear the spoken words when suddenly they stopped and the man knelt down in front of her, pulling out what seemed to be a ring similar to what his parents wore. The woman squealed and jumped into the man's arms, an action that made little Oliver tilt his head, as loud cheers and applauds surrounded the two adults out of nowhere.
Later, when he saw another movie with the same storyline, Oliver sneaked closer and listened to what was happening on screen, noting the words in his head for later.
"Will you marry me?"
"Yes."
Oliver watched in confusion the congratulating and clapping people around the young couple as they exchanged smiles and handshakes. He might not have understood them but he liked the attention they seemed to have gotten for such a simple action. Determined and curious, he decided to try doing that tomorrow in the nursery to get the same reaction.
And he did at the first opportunity. The lunch meal contained onion rings, perfect for his plans and when no one looked, he slipped one into his pocket, waiting until everyone was done. Once they were ushered out to the garden where other children played hide and seek, Oliver gazed around, searching for the girl that had held his eyes the first day he entered the building with his dad.
They weren't in the same group, as he was older than her, but he had played a lot with her during the passing months when they were out and he actually considered her his friend. She was a petite girl with intelligent blue eyes and brunette tangled locks, the top of head only reaching his shoulder because of her smaller frame. Most of the times, she was in the sandbox with a few other kids, building forts he could only dream of during his afternoon naps.
Just like any other time he wanted to find her, she was sitting next to the slide with a plastic bucket in her hand, building a fort he knew would make him gasp in awe.
Sprinting there as fast as his legs carried him, Oliver stopped in front of her, seeing her eyebrows furrow a tad in annoyance while he knelt down and blocked her view, halting the movements of her hands.
"Felicity, hi."
"Oliver," she looked up at him and he saw the frustration fuming in her eyes whilst he fished the onion ring out of his pocket, holding it in his palm for her.
"What's that?" Felicity asked, her momentary anger for interrupting her planning fading a little.
"Will you marry me?" Oliver asked excitedly like he had just gotten the candy he wanted and she watched his hand for a second, confusion marring her innocent face.
"No," she replied and turned her attention back to her task, which was perfecting the castle she built from sand. Oliver stood there for another moment, unsure of what to do or say next, the cheers he was waiting to hear never coming.
Afterward, when his mom and dad arrived to pick him up, he heard the nursery teacher talk about his little stunt from earlier while he took on his shoes and coat, trying to pull the zipper up but failing. His mother bent down to help him, smiling as his father patted his shoulder and chuckled lightly.
"Don't you think it's a bit early for proposing, Oliver?"
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