a/n This is my first forray into the chlollie shipper, as i'm a comic fan so I never liked the idea, but I always keep an open mind and know that smallville is its own thing and I'm really feeling the chemistry with these two, having now read read many chlollie fics i really feel the sparks with them, anyways i hope to recreate this chemistry as well as so many others have, we'll have to wait and see ;D
Mmmmm she felt so comfortable so warm, that was the best sleep she had had in ages, and she had needed it. There was a masculine scent around her, the one that a woman really likes that comes from hardwork and a real man not out of a spray can. She felt safe wrapped up in these ... wait a second ... strong man's arms. Where the hell was she?
Her room smelt of lavender oil not a heady manly scent and her room didn't have a man in the bed at least she didn't think it did. She opened her eyes and only confirmed the fact that she was in fact not at home, that wasn't her wardrobe or chest of drawers, they weren't her curtains and her ceiling was definitely not this expansive. She rolled over to see a shock of spiky blonde hair and a well toned muscular chest. No it couldn't be, she braced herself and looked up to find the face of the man who had her wrapped up in his arms. Sure enough it was Oliver.
And he looked so pretty in his sleep, he had all the outward appearance of a pretty boy, but unlike the majority of worldwide pretty boys he did not put any effort into it he had an effortless flawless natural beauty, but woah had she gotten off track.
Chloe had seen a lot of freaky things in her lifetime especially with all her years at the torch, but never had she been this freaked out. What should she do she was in Oliver Queen, notorious playboy billionaires bed, the same Oliver Queen who had dated and been in love with her cousin, and had she mentioned he had a real fetish for green leather.
She needed to slow down her thoughts there was no way they had no they couldn't , they wouldn't, they shouldn't ... she regretted that last thought. She was no fool she knew he was amazingly attractive but Lois. Oh and the little fact he didn't think of her that way, she was Chloe the quirky sidekick. Don't get her wrong she loved being the JL's official watchtower it was a pretty amazing position that only she could boast about having (obviously she couldn't actually boast about it then she'd be in trouble, although maybe Oliver would punish her. Oh no bad bad bad thoughts). She got to work with and support the guys that were out there making the streets safer, saving the world, the real life heroes, it was the most fulfilling thing she had ever done, and she didn't envy those with their so called normal lives.
Ahhh but she had distracted herself again she had to try and remember how she had ended up here in this very compromising position, oh and then she had to figure out how to get out of this position, before said pretty boy wakes up. God, she hopes Oliver sleeps in.