The Awkward Factor. With chloeas, and <lj site="livejournal.com"

[olliequeen]

Oliver didn't sleep well that night. Even after deciding to go patrolling for another couple of hours after Bart walked in on him and Chloe, he still wasn't quieted enough to rest. He tossed and turned, alternately staring at the digital clock on his bedside table, and staring at the ceiling.

More than once he'd contemplated just going across the hall to Chloe's room to talk out what had happened, or better yet, spend the night in her bed. But he'd resisted.

He knew they were going to have to at least try and explain things to Bart today. He didn't think the younger man would say anything, if for no other reason than because he was now terrified of Chloe.

A faint smile touched his lips as he thought about how hot she'd looked pissed off like that. He groaned, throwing an arm over his eyes and willing his brain to shut off. Especially when it came to thoughts like that.

By sunrise, he finally gave up on the notion of sleep and rose from his bed, showering just to help him keep his eyes open, and heading down the hall to make coffee.

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[chloeas.livejournal.com]

The night hadn't been easy on her either, not only because she felt extremely bad about the way she had talked to Bart, but a stupid part of her felt rejected because after Bart left, Oliver seemed to have lost all interest in resuming their plans.

In theory, she knew it was because of how awkward things had gotten, but she couldn't help the extra girly feelings from taking over sometimes. Of course, the fact that he had been gone when she got out of the shower didn't help at all.

She had forced herself to go to bed, but had ended up staying awake until she heard him get back and then, eventually, after rehearsing her conversation with Bart for the next day about a thousand times in her head, she managed to get some sleep.

After a night of restless sleep, she woke up early and changed right away, she planned on making her way over to Smallville and she hoped Oliver would still be asleep so he wouldn't insist on coming along, but when she stepped out of her room and smelled the coffee, she knew that wasn't going to happen.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He heard the quiet footfall behind him and turned to see her pausing in the entry to the kitchen. "Morning," he told her, offering her a small smile. He wasn't sure how things would be between them now and that made him extremely uneasy. He didn't know how freaked out she was about Bart knowing.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Morning." She pulled on her top a little, adjusting it and smiling awkwardly at him before making her way over to the coffee pot. He should be glad he actually got a word and a smile out of her before her caffeine, of course she had only forced herself to do that because she didn't want things to be even more awkward between them.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

Oliver studied her for a moment, pouring her a cup of coffee before she had the chance and handing it to her before getting the sugar and creamer down from the cabinet. "Sleep okay?" he asked hesitantly.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," she looked up at him then poured some creamer and a little bit of sugar in her coffee, the first coffee of the day wasn't nearly as sweet as the rest of them, helped her wake up.

"Yeah, you?" She asked before sipping on her coffee.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Not really," he admitted, pouring himself a cup of coffee even though he didn't normally drink it. He took a sip and grimaced.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Oh?" She asked, a little surprised by his sincerity.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He glanced at her and leaned back against the counter. "I figured you were upset with me." And that bothered him a lot more than he liked admitting.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Frowning, she shook her head, "why would I be upset with you? You didn't do anything." He certainly wasn't the one who yelled at Bart.

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but that whole thing last night was awkward. I wasn't sure." His voice was quiet.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Shrugging, she leaned back against the counter, watching him, "yeah, but it wasn't your fault."

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He met her eyes and then smiled faintly. "Well, in that case we apparently wasted an entire night," he told her.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Chloe raised her eyebrows and studied him for a second, "we did?"

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Unless there's something you haven't told me." He frowned a little.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Now she was confused. Shaking her head a little, she raised her eyebrows, "what are you talking about?"

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Unless of course, you aren't interested in this anymore." He motioned between them.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

That made her pause and she frowned harder, "aren't you?"

[dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com]

"Yes, hence the 'apparently we wasted a night' statement," he told her, studying her intently.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Right, of course. That made sense. She nodded a little, "okay, good."