Confrontation with [livejournal.com profile] thekentboy

Aug. 4th, 2009 10:37 pm
olliequeen: (Oliver: Judgement day w/Clark)
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Oliver had only been home from his visit to Lana Lang-Luthor for an hour when he heard the buzzer from downstairs sound. Glancing at the monitor, he spotted Clark standing there, staring up at the camera.

He sighed tiredly. He wondered how long it would take the super-powered farm boy to show up on his doorstep after that article in The Inquisitor had hit the stands that morning.

Actually, he'd expected a visit from him a little sooner than now. Taking a drink of his lemonade, he buzzed Clark up and waited.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
The sound made her jump and her brain was suddenly more awake than before, she didn't move, her eyes going down to the shattered glass on the floor, "what happened?" She asked carefully.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"I broke the glass," he responded without hesitation, although he knew that wasn't what she meant.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe sighed, her arms going around herself mostly because it was cold in the apartment, "what made you break the glass, Oliver?"

Date: 2009-08-05 08:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He grimaced as he brushed the glass from his hands and into the sink. He avoided looking at her. "While you were asleep, Clark decided to stop by. Wanted to make sure I was doing something about that article in the Inquisitor."

Date: 2009-08-05 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Carefully, she took a couple of steps forward so she could still see him. She sighed and shook her head, "of course he did, and I'm guessing that conversation didn't go over too well?"

Date: 2009-08-05 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"When do Clark and my conversations ever go that well, Chloe?" he responded tiredly, kneeling down on the floor to begin picking up the rest of the glass fragments.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe rubbed her face tiredly and nodded, "I'm sorry, I will talk to him tomorrow." She knew Clark and Oliver had their differences, but when they made an effort, they could work well together, she just wished Clark would stay out of things like this, especially when she had already told him it wasn't a big deal.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He let out a breath, and shook his head a little. "Don't worry about it. We just have a very strong difference of opinion on certain subjects." His voice was tight, tension still obvious as he rose to his feet and dumped the glass into the sink.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She opened her mouth to ask which subjects but something told her she didn't want to know the answer for that question.

"Did you cut yourself?" Her eyes fell to his hand, she could tell he was still worked up from the conversation and she figured the best way to make sure he got some rest was to calm him down before he went to bed.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
"Not a big deal, Chloe." He leaned on the sink, staring at the wall blankly.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe took a deep breath before carefully walking over to him and placing a hand on his back, "let me see it."

Date: 2009-08-05 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He closed his eyes, relaxing a little at her touch. He reluctantly held his hand out for her to examine, opening his eyes once more to watch her out of the corner of his eye.

Date: 2009-08-05 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She didn't notice how close to him she was standing, she cupped his hand in one of her, her other hand going to his elbow as she cocked her head to look down at his hand, it didn't look like he had gotten any glass into it.

Date: 2009-08-05 09:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
Oliver shifted his body so he was fully facing her, gazing at her intently as she worried over his hand. Her touch was gentle and soothing. His eyes locked on a stray strand of hair that had fallen in her face and without thinking he lifted his other hand up to tuck it behind her ear, his fingers brushing lightly against the soft skin of her cheek.

Date: 2009-08-05 09:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe blinked when he touched her and turned her head slightly to look at him, she raised her eyebrows and smiled softly, "doesn't look like you got any on your hand."

Date: 2009-08-05 09:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
He met her eyes for a moment, nodding slightly. Then his gaze dropped to her mouth.

Date: 2009-08-05 09:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
She sucked in breath when she saw the look on his face, her lips parting slightly and she was still holding his hand carefully.

Date: 2009-08-05 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
His other hand still lingered against her cheek and without thinking about it, he dipped his head a little. Their lips were so close together he could feel her breath against his, and just as he was about to close that small distance, the computer alarm buzzed loudly from the back, startling them apart.

Date: 2009-08-05 09:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com
Chloe gasped quietly and blinked, she looked up at him, her face hot and cleared her throat and stepped back before realizing what the noise was, "the computer." She said quietly before turning away and starting towards the office.

Date: 2009-08-05 09:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com
Oliver shut his eyes tightly, silently berating himself. What the hell was he doing?

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