The Forever Kind - 1 of 2
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Chloe/Oliver
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville
AN: I don't have a beta, so the mistakes are all my own. Enjoy!
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"You got to pick last time."
"No you picked last time."
"I did not! We watched "Robin Hood Men in Tights" for like the millionth time in two weeks."
"At least I didn't make you watch "Peter Pan" again."
"I'm going to kill you."
"You can't kill me, I'm a superhero."
"A human superhero."
"I don't need alien powers to stay alive."
"Whatever John Travolta, keep your disco stick in your pants."
"We weren't even talking about my disco stick."
"Whatever. I was talking about your disco stick and its not going to be humming along to staying alive anytime soon with the way you're acting."
"Why are we fighting about this?"
"Because you're being irrational."
"I'm being irrational?"
"Yes, because clearly I'm right and you're wrong."
"It's just a movie."
"Not just a movie, its THE BEST movie and you're denying me my happiness."
"You think that "Princess Diaries II" is the best movie ever?"
"Okay well, maybe not the best movie, but it has a hot archery lesson in it," Chloe smirked.
"How does a Disney movie have a hot archery lesson in it?"
"Seriously Ollie, I mean when you taught me "archery" that night, the first thought I had was, this is like in Princess Diaries."
"You're kidding right?"
"I also imagined Chris Pines arms around me."
"Chris who?" Ollie said, jealousy written all over his face.
"The guy who gives Princess Mia her archery lesson…a.k.a Captain Fine."
"What?"
"You know what, never mind. The point is, is that it's my night to choose and I choose this. Perhaps you can take a few romantic pointers as well."
"I'll have you know I was voted most romantic bachelor in People magazines pole this year."
"And how would People magazine know you're romantic?"
"Their inside sources told them."
"Well I'm sure all those inside sources were in your pants at one point or another."
"Hey! That's not nice."
"Can we watch the movie now?"
Oliver rolled his eyes, "Way to change the subject."
"It was headed south and fast, we needed a change in pace."
"Fine put it in, but next week we're having a double feature of "Robin Hood Men in Tights AND The Princess Bride"."
"As you wish," Chloe smirked.
"Cute," Ollie snarked.
Chloe popped in the movie before jumping back on the couch and snuggling into Oliver's embrace, wrapping them both in a fleece blanket.
"I can't believe I'm watching this."
"Says the man who watches "The Princess Bride" like it's the bible."
"Hey, Wesley is my idol."
Chloe rolled her eyes, but smiled all the same, Oliver was too cute sometimes.
Little did Oliver know that Chloe had used the movie as a ploy to make-out with Oliver the entire film. However, what she didn't expect was for Oliver to actually enjoy the movie.
"So wait, the Queen actually LET the man trying to steal the crown stay with them?"
"Yes Ollie."
"Well that's just bullshit, I call shenanigans."
Chloe laughed letting her hand slowly slip further down Oliver's chest, getting closer to the belt of his pants.
"Hey there Princess, where are you're hands going?" Oliver smirked.
"I thought we'd maybe take a break from watching the movie," she said kissing up his exposed chest.
Oliver took her hands, stopping her from kissing him any further.
"You threw such a fit about watching this movie, so we're going to finish it."
Chloe pouted, that wasn't the reaction she was hoping for. This wasn't how her plan was supposed to work.
"You're feminine wiles are not going to work on me this time."
Chloe pouted again, crossing her arms over her chest and moving away from Oliver.
"So that's how you're going to play it then?" Olive asked.
Chloe ignored him.
"Okay then," he laughed, turning his attention back to the movie.
Oliver continued to watch the movie. He also was enjoying watching Chloe try and continue her pouting throughout the rest of the movie. He knew she was waiting for him to crack and come to her, but he wasn't going to give in. No matter how cute she looked when she was pissed off.
When the archery lesson came on the screen, Oliver couldn't help but notice the resemblance of the scene before him to the one that happened a year ago in Watchtower. However this Captain Phat or whatever had nothing on Oliver. In fact in his opinion he was at least a billion times hotter than the man on the screen.
During the next romantic part, when they were riding horses and dancing in the moonlight Oliver turned to notice Chloe, staring at the television screen with a wistful look in her eyes. He watched her as she bit her lip the way she always did when she was concentrating or watching something important. He would have to remember this scene and recreate it for her one day. He knew that would give him major boyfriend bonus points. He'd prove to her once in for all that People magazine got it right – he was indeed very romantic.
When the movie was over Oliver looked over to Chloe to see she had fallen asleep. Her head was lolled back onto the couch, her mouth slightly open and a small double chin had formed where her neck was bent against the couch. To most people this wouldn't be attractive, yet Oliver found her completely adorable.
He moved off the couch, easily picking Chloe up in his arms. So much for the make-up sex he was hoping to have. For someone who was constantly on her guard, Chloe was sleeping like the dead. He knew she'd been working long hours lately. They both had but there was work to be done and people to be saved, that left little time for sleep.
He laid her down on his bed stripping off her socks and covering her in his green comforter, kissing her forehead gently.
He made his way back into the living room, turning off the TV and cleaning up their dishes from dinner. When he went back into the bedroom, Chloe had turned over on her stomach and was sprawled out on the mattress. He smiled to himself and climbed in bed next to her, brushing the blond hair behind her ear.
He didn't care that watching someone sleep was clique or creepy, he loved seeing her like this - relaxed, carefree, peaceful. It was the only time Chloe Sullivan had no defenses up, and was just herself. Eventually Chloe's body found Oliver's warmth and she tucked herself into his body. He marveled at how their bodies seemed to be on the same frequency. She was the ying to his yang so to speak. He kissed her shoulder one more time and fell asleep peacefully, his head buried in her shoulder.
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The next morning, Oliver woke up to his favorite smell – French toast. Stumbling his way to the kitchen, he found Chloe flipping toast and drinking coffee. She looked so cute in her little green apron that he couldn't resist coming up and wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Morning, beautiful."
Chloe turned in his arms, a pout on her face.
"You're still pouting?" He laughed.
"I fell asleep before I could properly kick you in the ass."
"You're like a little kitten when you're angry sidekick."
Chloe growled before turning back to concentrate on not burning their breakfast.
Oliver kept his arms around her, kissing her shoulder and up her neck.
"You're sexy when you're like this."
"You foiled my plan."
"I know."
"We didn't get to have make-up sex."
"Wasn't my fault you fell asleep and drooled all over yourself."
Chloe turned back around in his arms.
"I did not drool on myself."
"You so did."
"I did not!"
"Are you seriously arguing with me about drooling on yourself?"
"Yes. Now go sit down at the table so I don't burn your breakfast."
"Yes, darling," Oliver snickered.
"Don't get used to this whole housewife charade. I believe in women's rights and what my fellow sisters did for me to have a job amongst men in the workforce."
"Thanks, Chloe. I really needed a healthy dose of girl power and history to start off my morning."
"You're welcome," she smirked, coming to place a cup of coffee and some French toast in front of him.
"Looks great, June."
"You're welcome, Ward."
She kissed his cheek and rolled her eyes.
"We'd make a good 50s house couple."
"Oh god, I think I'll pass."
"Come on Sidekick, it could be fun. We could have it all even the white picket fence and the golden retriever!"
Chloe came and sat down with her own plate, looking at Oliver and laughing.
"You're funny."
Oliver stopped chewing, looking at Chloe seriously.
"Is it really that strange to think of having a future with me?"
Chloe paused, "Ollie…."
"Nevermind…forget I said anything," he turned his attention back to his food. Soon he felt Chloe's hand a top of his. He looked up to find Chloe's face only a few inches from his.
"I love you, Oliver. You know that, right?"
He nodded.
"But I'm not cut out to be a wife."
"And what makes you think that?"
"I'm me, Oliver! I'm Chloe Sullivan, Watchtower, friend, a mean French toast maker. I help run secret missions to protect the world from evil, and I love you, you make me happy. But what if something happens, what if god forbid I die or you die and then what? It's too much, I just.,.that sort of commitment! And who's to say we wouldn't get sick of each other? I mean marriage is forever, and we're not forever kind of people…I mean…are we?"
Oliver swallowed, trying to think of the best way to say to Chloe what he wanted to say without scaring her away for good.
"I used to think I wasn't…you know that ever since my parents died I've pushed people away. But you…I love you Chloe…I've never felt this way about anymore before. And regardless of whom we are and what we do, that doesn't change that I love you and that if something were to happen to you it wouldn't kill me. It doesn't matter if we're married or not, I love you and I never want to lose you. I mean…I'd like to think that you've made me a forever kind of person," Oliver smiled. He took Chloe's hand and placed it over his heart.
"You've made my heart whole again, Chloe Sullivan. It's as simple as that."
Chloe stared at him, her eyes watering.
"That was…wow."
"Wow good, or wow bad?"
"I'm still sitting here aren't I?" She laughed lightly.
"Yeah, I guess you are."
"You make me whole too, Ollie. I never though that after Jimmy, Davis…..Clark…I never thought I'd find someone to love me and not leave me so broken. But you….you picked up the pieces. But I'm scared, Oliver. So scared that one day you're going to realize I'm still broken and you aren't going to want me anymore," Chloe said, her voice breaking.
Oliver's heart shuddered. He quickly grabbed Chloe in his arms, wrapping her in his embrace.
"I would never intentionally hurt you, Chloe. I'm not them, I'm not those men. I love you too much to do that to you. You have to trust me, Sidekick. Trust me the way I've trusted you with my heart."
"I want to be the forever kind, Ollie…I'm just not sure if I can."
"I know," he said against her hair, "But I'm willing to wait for you forever."
Chloe hugged Oliver tighter, smiling against his chest.
Oliver knew she wasn't ready yet, but he hoped that one day she would be and he knew waiting for her, would be worth it.
"This was a great conversation for 9am," she smiled up at him as he wiped a stray tear away.
Oliver was about to respond when he smelled burning.
"I think your toast is on fire," Oliver smirked.
"Shit!"
Chloe Sullivan was a lot of things, but a chef? She'd leave that to the professionals.
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PART II – Oliver will show Chloe his romantic side