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Felicity Smoak

"Is everyone in Central City in a bad mood?
I thought Central City
was supposed to be the fun one."

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[ Friends who kissed once, right.

Felicity has always thought her friendship with Barry was filled with a bit of tension. Not the negative kind, like either of them are faking the fact that they like spending time together. But even before they kissed that day on the train, there's been a place in her heart for him — friend or something more. Even if they'd both decided back then that just being friends was what they both wanted.

But now, when she's finally let Oliver go, she hasn't exactly brought it back up. Doesn't seem like the right Friday night conversation to ask your best friend if he's still in love with the girl he grew up with. ]

Hi Barry!

[ And yes, please don't mind the rather large pink suitcase that she's brought with her. She can't wear the same dress two days in a row, alright? And with dresses come accessories and shoes. She's packing at least three pairs of heels in there. ]

Wooooow. [ She says, after the hug as she pokes her head in through the door. ] Someone's been redecorating. [ When she turns back around, Felicity tilts her head, giving him a suspicious look. ] Thaaat doesn't feel like you Barry. [ She looks back for a moment and- ] Are those throw pillows?

[lightninghertz]

[ After Felicity steps in Barry brings in her bag, and after he closes the door he zips into the bedroom to set it down next to the bed before returning to the living room at a casual pace. ]

Uh... yeah.

[ He scratches the back of his neck awkwardly as he glances at the throw pillows on his couch, giving Felicity a bit of a side eye before looking back at them. ]

Adults like throw pillows.

[ Did he sell it? Did that sound convincing enough? With a wrinkle of his nose his hand falls limply to his side and Barry gives a tired, drawn out sigh. ]

I made the mistake of asking Caitlin to go shopping with me and I ended up buying a living room, apparently. And according to Caitlin, adults like throw pillows. Don't.

[ He holds up a finger when he sees the look on her face, and Barry himself is trying to bite back a grin. ]

Don't say it. I know. I have some stuff that I'm going to put up though, she couldn't make me throw out my Star Trek posters.

[ With that Barry gives a smile and he throws his arms out to the side as he looks at her, only to take a few steps forward so he can pull her into another hug. ]

You look great! How was your trip, are you hungry?

[ By the time Barry releases her he's already nervous, but not in the uncertain way. It's an excited sort of anxiety of having Felicity around again, despite their uncertainty and despite the resolved or unresolved feelings that may hang between them. It's a strange mix, being both nervous around her and thrilled to be in her presence all at the same time. ]

I can cook something if you want, ooor uh, [ he gestures with one hand toward the kitchen. ] We can go out. There a new Thai place that opened up a few blocks away if you're up for it. Or! Wait. Hold on.

[ He holds up a finger once more as if it's necessary, as if she'd even have the time to get a word in before he's a flurry of lightning and then suddenly isn't. He's holding a blue ray in his hand. ]

Pizza, pajamas, Rogue One. Totally depends on how the train went.

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Adults like a lot of things. [ She says, right after he says they like throw pillows. The phrase doesn't quite come out right, but luckily Barry keeps going and Felicity just pretends like she never said that. ]

You feel great. [ She says, as she pulls him in too as they hug. It really is nice to see him. ] Oh the trip was fine. I am starving though. Something about riding the train over here always makes me hungry.

[ As he goes through the options, she nods along, not preferring anything in particular until he gets to that last option and her smile lights up her face as she points directly to the movie in his hands. ] THAT ONE. Pizza, pajamas, Rogue One, ABSOLUTELY.

[ She's so used to his superspeed now that she doesn't even comment on it anymore. She just automatically pats down the strands of her ponytail that get's blown out of place. ]

Honestly Barry I'm so done with seeing other people. Just you and me for the rest of the night? Sounds perfect.

[ Which is why, after a tiny bit more catching up, she isn't shy at all about digging out her PJs from her suitcase — a tank top and some fuzzy pajama pants with clouds and stars on them. Barry is delegated with getting the pizza, given you know, his special skillset, and by now, he's more than familiar with her pizza order: jalapenos and pineapple. No judging. ]

[lightninghertz]

[ There's an undeniable flicker of excitement when she decides that she'd rather stay in than go out, not that Barry had any preference either way. Of course he wouldn't prefer to stay in and spend the night watching movies with his attractive, brilliant best friend, why would he have a preference for something like that? ]

Just you and me for the rest of the night, then! Good choice

[ He does indeed take charge of the pizza, bolting out and returning a little while later with three pizza boxes in his hands. Felicity has already changed by the time he gets back, and he smiles at her as he comes to a stop beside his living room table. ]

Alright. Two large pepperoni for me, [ he places the two boxes down, ] and one large abomination for you.

[ He sets her pizza down beside them with a shake of his head because yes, of course there's judgement, and he zips to his bedroom to grab clothes and change quickly before retrieving two plates from the kitchen. By the time he's done he's sitting on the couch, his sleep shirt matching the red lightning bolt pants that Cisco had gotten him for his birthday, and he makes a grand gesture to the seat beside him. ]

I'm ready when you are.

[ He's nervous and he's mentally scolding himself for it. There's no reason for his pulse to be so high despite how much he's been running around, this is Felicity. Just Felicity, with whom he's never spent much one on one time with like this in the privacy of their own space. Not without Oliver or Iris. Diggle, Cisco or Caitlin are usually around, Felicity always comes to visit on business, but this time she's just... here. She's here to see him.

What is there to be nervous about? ]

Do you need anything? Are you comfortable?

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You're gonna come around on my pizza one day. Just you wait Barry Allen. [ She grins though, before she rubs her hands together and then delicately opens the lid to her pizza box, just so she can smell the cheesy spicy fruity goodness.

It's only a few seconds before Barry's back with plates, dressed in hilariously appropriate pjs for the Flash. When he motions for her to sit, Felicity doesn't hesitate before plopping down next to him. She does however, squeeze her lips together and give him a mischievous look though. ]

I can ... make myself at home right?

[ Asked like she doesn't expect him to say no. And when Barry doesn't, Felicity smiles and tucks her legs up next to her and reaches forward to pull her corner of the table right up next to the couch. Barry still has space for his legs, but after that, Felicity pulls one slice onto her plate and then curls up with it as she leans back onto the cushions. ]

Ready.

[ If the way she's sitting conveniently has her leaning towards Barry a little ... well, if he doesn't complain, she won't either. ]

Mmmmmmm ... do you have any orange soda?

[ He's always been a thoughtful one, she thinks. Attentive too. Which is clearly best friend material. Yup. Best friend material and nothing else. ]