DUPLICITY → CONTACT

[girlwednesday]

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[girlwednesday]

[When she'd gotten his text, she'd been working on a code to do some low level looking around and had been coming up short. Dressed for bed in a pair of panties and a t-shirt, she walks around the bed to crawl back into it, sliding the tablet she's been using onto the nightstand next to her bed. He looks so exhausted laying there and she gives a small sigh before turning out the light.

He'll feel the covers shift slightly before there's a dip in the bed and she speaks quietly even as she moves closer.] Oliver's gone, too.

[Her husband, even if she wasn't his wife. It's not like she's alone, really. She has friends from home - namely Ray - who'll always protect her and help her in ways that she needs it. But it's not Oliver and Felicity pauses in her movements before she curls up against him, sliding her arm over his stomach and leaning up against his side.]

[collectsfeathers]

[She speaks, and her words bring along a flood of guilt that he hadn't been anticipating. It had been so easy to place his pain upon her without a second thought, to turn to her for warmth, for comfort while she had been holding in her own suffering.

She speaks, leaning into him and he doesn't hesitate to wrap himself around her, arms encircling her waist and drawing her in close. Doesn't stop himself from shifting, from placing her head upon his chest so she can hear the way his heart beats.]

I am sorry, Felicity. [She may not have been his wife, but he was her husband and the pain of that loss was real, a weight that had fallen onto her that would never fade away.]