Chloe
She knew her cheeks had taken on a faint red tinge, "that'll be Clark," again she added silently to herself, waiting till it had finished she picked up her cell and change it to silent somehow reluctant to actually switch it off. An eyebrow raised the name of her last caller was Lois. "Sorry only got one spoon, wasn't expecting company." Turning the handle of the spoon towards him she offered him the one she was using, "Share?" The fact she was happily offering to share her ice cream spoke volumes about how she was really feeling.
"Sorry about the," she gestured towards the ring set on the glass surface close by his feet, "It'll wash off," if only I could find anything to use she mused silently. She smiled again, hoping as if somehow this would reaffirm her words.
The smile that was returned filled her with relief, at least he wasn't angry about her being there. "It's alright Chloe, its not as if I can't afford another table," the last part of the sentence was slightly muffled as he stuffed a spoonful of Cherry Garcia in his mouth. "Mmmmmfffff," she watched him swallow amused, "ittss good," his words were still slurred as he bit down on a piece of chocolate. "Wouldn't have guessed you were a Cherry Garcia fan, you look more like a Mint Choc girl."
He scooped more onto the spoon before offering it to her, "So why exactly are you here Watchtower?" Chloe fixed her eyes on the spoon before she looked up at Olivers face sheepishly, "Hiding."
"Now that doesn't sound like the Watchtower I know and love," he looked back at her before popping the spoon back in his mouth.
Chloe pointed and laughed, "Um Oliver," she gestured towards his chin, "You've got a…" she giggled again, feel the tension lift slightly. His brown eyes crinkled as he felt around his mouth with his tongue until he found the liquid spot on his chin, just within reach. "Its hardly my fault you let it melt. Come on Chloe why are you wallowing? I mean Celine Dion and Ice-Cream, isn't that the big guns?"
"Hey" she muttered a little defensively, "I switched Celine off!" Mentally she began to run through the various ways she could tell Oliver what was wrong before deciding that saying nothing and having a mouthful of ice cream was the best approach. Taking the spoon from his grasp she pulled a small amount onto it and put it in her mouth, slowly withdrawing the implement unaware of the sight she was presenting, eyes closed, her tongue snaking across her lips to get every last drop. Damn Oliver for turning up and making her think about it.
A sharp poke in her side brought her back to reality and a pair of deep brown eyes focused on her face, the trademark smirk fixed there, his eyes twinkling with amusement. Chloe could definitely find what it was Lois had found so attractive. Not that she was suggesting her cousin was shallow, well maybe a little. She knew there was so much more behind the wall he had in place, a determination to help those who couldn't help themselves, wanting Justice, the truth.
A half guilty smile appeared on her face as Oliver continued to look at her waiting. "Well…" He picked up her coffee and held it close to his body, she eyed it needily, "Oliver," her eyebrow arched. "It has to be something to do with Clark," he countered her pleading tone.
"Why does everyone think whenever I have a problem its to do with Clark?" She sounded genuinely perplexed although of course Oliver was right in this case. Had she really been that obvious over the years? Sighing internally she acknowledged that she had, Clark had been so important for so long in so many ways it seemed hard to accept that things had changed.
Oliver
He watched her face, it was obvious it was Clark, after all why would she have chosen to come here otherwise, "Chloe, you're in my apartment not his barn…" He held out her coffee towards her making a note to get a delivery sent over from the nearest coffeeshop, not exactly The Talon but he figured coffee was coffee.
"Ah," a look of relief crossed her face, followed by a quick flash of that grin, he noted once more how unalike the cousins were in certain areas although they both had that steely determination. It was a quality he usually admired, he had it himself, but Lois's had been fixed on something he'd much rather have been left alone.
Musing quietly he thought about his brief relationship with her, there had been a spark, she'd been fun, but she just hadn't been the one. Maybe that was why it hadn't hurt as much as he'd expected leaving her behind to go take on Luthorcorp and 33.1. Sometimes things weren't meant to be and that was fine with Ollie, besides it had helped bring Clark into his life and that was something he was grateful for. As skilled as he was, and even with the gadgets he had it was helpful to have an indestructible alien on your side sometimes.
"So Watchtower, spill." He felt comfortable with her, maybe working with her the few times since the team had left, her gathering information and passing it on, had helped, or maybe it was the fact he had no need to lie about who he was in front of her, she knew his biggest secret.
Looking into her eyes he could see she was fighting over what it was that was troubling her. "Chloe," he rested a hand on her cheek, "you can trust me, whatever it is." He meant it, friends were hard to come by and he wanted to think Chloe was one of them.
"I caught Lois and Clark," she paused and he just sat waiting for her to finish, "together," her hand started to wave a little as if somehow this would finish what it was she was trying to say, "together, you know." The half hoping look she gave him almost made him laugh.
"Oh," a fleeting image passed through his mind, he tried to erase it quickly, "Ohhhh, well." Oliver wasn't quite sure what to say, his ex caught with his friend, normally it would be a big deal, or at least it should be a big deal but if he was honest he wasn't that concerned, after all it meant Clark had finally moved on from Lana and so had Lois. "Good for them?"
It was obviously bothering Chloe but why? Last he had enquired she was still with that Olsen kid, so maybe not anymore?
"Yeah, I guess," she sounded a little defeated, was she still in love with Clark?
"You're still in love with him?" He was curious, was that it?
"Yes, no, maybe." Her eyebrow arched, and her mouth curved into a mildly amused smile, "I love him, but I don't think I'm in love with him, not anymore. Does that make sense?"
Oliver pulled what he hoped was a thinking face, "Yeah, you can love someone without being in love with them."
"It was just a shock seeing them, naked…" she shuddered. "Oh Lois doesn't look that bad," Oliver countered without thinking. "Please that was another mental image I really didn't need." She shoved him lightly. He smirked again pleased with the humoured look on her face, "I'll get over it, I just needed to not see them while I processed it all."
He nodded thoughtfully, "Chloe, they love you and I'm sure wouldn't do anything to hurt you deliberately. Sometimes these things just happen."
"Wow, sage advice from Oliver Queen," a hint of sarcasm in her voice brought a grin to his face, "Now that's more like the Chloe Sullivan I know." Pausing he looked at her wanting to help, "You know what you need, a break from Smallville, Metropolis and all of this."
"And how I'm a meant to do that? I have a job I need to go to." She scoffed and he just gave her the trademark Oliver Queen smile of triumph, "How about you leave that to me."