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    A chilly breeze ran over them and Felicity’s arms encircled her legs. She wasn’t dressed for cold. Sara immediately shrugged off her jacket and draped it across Sara’s shoulders without saying a word. Felicity started to say that she didn’t have to, but Sara waved her off.
    Felicity wanted to do something to comfort Sara. It was obvious that the other woman wasn’t having a great night.

    She saw Sara’s hand resting limply on the gritty roof below them. She slowly moved her hand toward Sara’s and then timidly brushed the back of her fingers with Sara’s. She didn’t secure her grip on Sara’s hand, but kept a loose hold, slowly stroking the length of Sara’s thumb with her own.

    Sara looked down at their joined hands. She watched the lights of the city glint off of the ring of Felicity’s thumb as it moved its soothing path. It was a simple gesture yet so profound. No one, in a long time, had taken the time to just hold her hand.

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    Flying by Night by pleasanthell
    Fandoms: Arrow (TV 2012)

    Sara Lance/Felicity Smoak Laurel Lance/Oliver Queen Sara Lance/Oliver Queen

    A chilly breeze ran over them and Felicity’s arms encircled her legs. She wasn’t dressed for cold. Sara immediately shrugged off her jacket and draped it across Sara’s shoulders without saying a word. Felicity started to say that she didn’t have to, but Sara waved her off.
    Felicity wanted to do something to comfort Sara. It was obvious that the other woman wasn’t having a great night.

    She saw Sara’s hand resting limply on the gritty roof below them. She slowly moved her hand toward Sara’s and then timidly brushed the back of her fingers with Sara’s. She didn’t secure her grip on Sara’s hand, but kept a loose hold, slowly stroking the length of Sara’s thumb with her own.

    Sara looked down at their joined hands. She watched the lights of the city glint off of the ring of Felicity’s thumb as it moved its soothing path. It was a simple gesture yet so profound. No one, in a long time, had taken the time to just hold her hand.

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