Story: Accidentally in Love
Pairing/Characters: Collie, Chloe/Jimmy, Lollie mentions of past Lexana & Clana
Disclaimer: don’t own anything
Warning: slash, mentions of m/m sex
Spoilers: season 7
Summary: Oliver returns to Metropolis on business. Clark’s depressed over Lana’s death. An unexpected encounter leads them to a friends with benefits situation, neither willing to get into a real relationship.
Clark was running, running faster than he had ever run in his entire life. He was an emotional wreck but he knew he had to get away from the penthouse. Couldn’t be the same room, the same city as Oliver. Didn’t want to remember the way his lips felt like, or how good his body felt like pressed against Clark’s own.
Only when he got back to the farm did he stop running. He headed straight to the loft, his safety area, and slumped on the couch. Part of him wondered what Oliver was thinking at that moment. When he broke away from the kiss, he didn’t want to leave . . . his first reaction was to drag Oliver to his bedroom and do a lot more than just kiss.
It was his first kiss with another man and that didn’t freak him out as much as it should have. He wasn’t homophobic though. His fateful summer in Metropolis may have been a couple years ago but he still hadn’t forgotten what he had seen there. And what he had seen was several same-sex couples. Back then he wasn’t interested in that type of relationship . . . until Oliver, he had always assumed himself to be straight but he found he wasn’t bothered by it either.
Who cares about you idiot? What about Ollie? He really didn’t want to think about Oliver because when he did, he could only feel guilt. What kind of awful person was he? Sure, he had been unsure of his feelings for Oliver lately but he had gone to the penthouse to comfort him. Instead, he took advantage of his vulnerability.
He had gone back to the apartment and landed up at the same time as Lois, returning from her date. That’s when he found out that Oliver had visited and she was not pleased with him for not telling him about Oliver returning. How was he supposed to know that Oliver was going to visit her? Fortunately, she wasn’t too upset with him. Somehow, he had managed to wheedle his way out of an argument. But he was worried about Oliver and had gone to see him to check up on him. That was it though!
Clark Kent, you are a sad excuse of an alien. Because God knows he wasn’t human. He tried to justify the kiss as best as he could. It wasn’t in the plan! He hadn’t gone there to make out with Oliver . . . it was just right before, Oliver was looking at him like that. Those gorgeous brown eyes were staring at him like he was the only person in the world and Clark got shivers thinking about the intensity in his gaze.
How could he not want to get closer? And Oliver had responded to the kiss! He could’ve pushed him away but he didn’t. Now the question remained: why hadn’t Ollie pushed him away? Why had he kissed him back? Weren’t they just talking about how Oliver felt about Lois? How did he go from mourning his relationship with Lois to kissing Clark?
“Kal-El?” a voice broke through his thoughts. He turned to see Kara standing there, looking worried.
“Hey Kara,” he greeted her. “Is everything all right?”
“I could ask you the same question,” she answered. “We were closing up for the night and I just wanted to check up on you. But I could hear your heart racing. What’s going on? Is something wrong?”
He sighed. “Kara, everything’s wrong.”
Meanwhile, Oliver didn’t know what to do. He was positive he had scared Clark away. Stupidity, thy name is Oliver Queen. But he really thought Clark wanted it too! He hadn’t resisted in the least bit. Then again, maybe it was moment of weakness.
He winced when he remembered the horrified expression on Clark’s face after breaking the kiss. Was it that bad? For Oliver, it had been great. Lois definitely knew what she was talking about. So Clark can give me a few lessons huh?
Oliver would definitely sign up for that class . . . if it included lots of private tutoring. He smirked. And he knew he could teach Clark a few things too. It would be beneficial for both of them.
Get your mind out of the gutter Queen. It wasn’t as if Clark was going to even come near him anymore.
“Wait a second,” he said, “When did I become a quitter?” He cared about Clark and there was no way he was going down without a fight. If Clark didn’t want to be anything more than friends, fine. But damn it, he was going to salvage at least their friendship. Clark’s solution to problems may be to run but Ollie dealt with confrontation just fine. And if he had anything to say about it, Clark would have to deal with it too.
Maybe I should at least give him a chance, he decided. He picked up his phone and hit the appropriate button on his speed dial. Oliver hadn’t thought twice before putting Clark on his speed dial but now he was wondering if it was just a little odd that Clark was ahead of Lois. Nah, nothing suspicious there at all.
He waited as the phone rang. Once, twice . . . at the fifth ring, he realized Clark was not going to pick up. Ollie pictured Clark sitting somewhere, perhaps back at his apartment, staring at the phone ringing and refusing to answer.
Hi, you’ve reached Clark at his cell. I can’t get to the phone right now but leave me a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.
“Hey Clark,” Oliver said, “It’s Ollie. Look, I think that we should talk. Avoiding what happened is not going to change anything and it would be best to get this out in the open. Just give me a call. All right, talk to you soon. Bye.”
He closed his phone and frowned. Glancing at the clock, he realized it was far too late to be going to pay Clark a visit. With his luck, he would run into Lois again and the last thing he wanted her to think was that he was stalking her or something.
And who’s to say Clark even went back to the apartment? With his speed, he could be back in Smallville or anywhere in the world by now! Tracking him would be impossible. There was no option but to wait.
Ollie could be patient but in this particular situation, waiting was painful. But he knew he didn’t really have a choice in the matter. He’d try his best to rest that night and deal with Clark in the morning.
Resigning himself to a sleepless night, Oliver made his way to his secret room to get his Green Arrow gear. If he was restless, he might as well protect the city. Do some good and what not. Hopefully, thoughts of Clark wouldn’t distract him too much.
At the same time Oliver was thinking about Clark, Clark was talking about Oliver to Kara. Just as Oliver suspected, he had heard the phone ring but made no motion to answer it. Kara watched him as he stared at the phone ringing but she didn’t comment.
He told her the entire story and it was a long one. She wanted to know everything, how he met Oliver to when he first felt the attraction to the events that led to the kiss. To his surprise she was not freaked out by him being attracted to a male. Eventually, he gathered up enough courage to ask her about it.
“This doesn’t bother you?” Clark asked cautiously. “That I think I have feelings for another man?”
“Why should it?” Kara questioned, a puzzled look on her face.
“I just thought . . . it’s not very accepted around here,” Clark confessed.
Kara raised an eyebrow. “That’s very sad then. On Krypton, there were no problems with this type of relationship. It is highly accepted.”
Not for the first time, Clark wondered what his life would be like if Krypton hadn’t exploded. If he had grown up there with Lara and Jor-El. Then again, he wouldn’t have met Oliver so it all worked out.
Realizing that Clark was not going to say anything, Kara gave him an encouraging smile. “Kal-El, if you have feelings for this man, you should tell him that. These kind of opportunities don’t come very often. He sounds very nice and from the way you speak of him, I know you like him. So don’t hide your feelings. You deserve to be happy too.”
“I don’t know Kara,” Clark said doubtfully. “I’m not really sure if I am ready for this.”
“But doesn’t Oliver at least deserve an explanation?” Kara argued. “You should talk to him; you owe him that much. Let him know how you’re feeling . . . you can’t bottle this all up.”
“What if he’s angry?” Clark asked, a little nervous about seeing Oliver.
“Clark if I’m right, that was him who called, right?” Kara asked.
“Yeah, it probably was,” Clark agreed.
She picked up his phone and examined it. “I still don’t completely understand these devices but it says here you have one new voicemail.” She handed him his phone. “Listen to it and see what he says!”
Though reluctant, he figured there was no harm in just listening to the message. He accessed his voicemail and waited.
“Hey Clark. It’s Ollie. Look, I think that we should talk. Avoiding what happened is not going to change anything and it would be best to get this out in the open. Just give me a call. All right, talk to you soon. Bye.”
He closed his phone and looked at Kara, who was staring at him expectantly. “Well?”
“He wants to talk,” Clark said.
“Did he sound upset?” Kara asked.
“No,” Clark admitted, “He didn’t.”
“See!” Kara exclaimed triumphantly, “You just have to talk to him.”
“But what do I say?” Clark asked.
“Speak from your heart,” Kara advised. “It won’t lead you astray.”
“I don’t want a relationship right now,” Clark said honestly.
“Then tell him that,” Kara suggested. “He’ll understand.”
“Maybe . . . maybe it’s just best to forget the kiss ever happened,” Clark said hesitatingly.
“Is that how you really feel?” Kara asked seriously.
“I’m not sure,” Clark said.
“Look, Kal-El, just don’t do anything you’ll regret,” Kara said sternly. “I know you’re confused and all but . . . be careful.”
He nodded. “I will. Don’t worry.” He smiled. “I’m really glad you’re here, you know that?”
“So am I, Kal-El,” Kara responded with a soft smile. “So am I.”
It was already late so Clark wanted Kara to spend the night on the farm but she assured him she would okay. But he did listen as she left and waited until he was certain she was back in her apartment before he relaxed.
It was time to make a decision. What did he want to make from that kiss? He couldn’t wing it . . . he had to have a plan before he went to see Oliver. If he only knew where to start.
By the time Oliver got back home, it was almost 2 in the morning. The night had started out slow but it seemed all the criminals came out to play after midnight. Now he was exhausted and just wanted to go to sleep.
He managed to gather up energy to change and then crawled into bed. It took a while because he ached all over. But he was asleep within minutes and had a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
How he got up the next morning, he did not know. Because he was still tired when his alarm went off around 7. Ollie glared at it and was tempted to, just so he could catch a little more sleep but he remembered he had a 7:45 conference call.
The call dragged on for almost two hours and Oliver was relieved to get off the phone. Only then did he remember what had happened the previous day. He quickly checked his cell phone . . . no calls. Clark had never called him back.
“Fine, I gave him a shot,” Oliver said, “Now it’s my turn.” He didn’t know Clark’s class schedule but he decided not to waste time finding out.
Telling his secretary that he was going out and to hold his calls, he left. He drove to Clark’s apartment and prayed that Lois was not in.
Traffic was light so he arrived fairly quickly. Sending a silent prayer to anyone who was listening, he knocked. The door swung open after a few minutes but this time it was Chloe who greeted him on the other side.
“Oliver,” she said, tone surprised. “Hi. Come on in.”
“Thanks,” he replied and followed her inside. “So how are you doing Watchtower?”
“Pretty good,” she said, “And yourself?”
“Not too bad,” Oliver said, with a smile.
“Clark told me you were back in town,” Chloe said. “Have a seat. Can I get you anything?”
“No thank you,” Oliver said. “And I’m assuming Lois told you I came by yesterday?”
Chloe gave him a wry smile. “Yeah, she did. She’s not here at the moment.” Obviously, she assumed he had come to plead with Lois. For once, it seemed that Clark had not shared this particular secret with Chloe . . . at least not yet.
“Actually, I came here to see Clark,” Oliver said. “Is he in?”
“He is here,” Chloe confirmed. “We have class in an hour but right now he’s free.” Suddenly, they both felt a whoosh of air. It took the door slamming for both of them to realize what had happened.
“Or,” Chloe said, “He was here.”
Oliver couldn’t hide the disappointment on his face. Clark was going out of his way to avoid him. This was not a good sign.
Noticing his expression, Chloe asked, “Is everything okay between the two of you? I mean, it’s not like Clark to run out on you. I thought you guys were friends.”
“I thought so too,” Oliver muttered and forced a smile. “It’s nothing to worry about. I’ll just catch him later.”
Chloe didn’t look convinced. “Are you sure? I didn’t see Clark until this morning . . . he was in Smallville before that. He didn’t mention anything . . .”
“Really, it’s fine,” he insisted. “We’re good . . . we just had a small . . . misunderstanding. Just have him give me a call.”
“I’ll do that,” Chloe promised. And from the look in her eyes, he knew Clark was going to get grilled. Sorry Clark, but you shouldn’t have avoided me. Chloe would persist and get his feelings out of him at least so he would be more rational when he spoke to Oliver next.
“I should get back,” Oliver said. “It was nice to see you again, Chloe.”
“You too Oliver,” Chloe responded. “I’ll have Clark call you.”
“Thanks,” Oliver said. “Have a nice day.”
“Bye Oliver,” Chloe said. He walked out of the apartment and gave her a small wave before heading towards the elevator.
Maybe it was for the best that Clark wasn’t home. He had just impulsively come over . . . he had no idea what he was going to say to Clark when he actually saw him. Despite the fact he had enjoyed the kiss immensely, Oliver was not sure he was ready to get into a relationship. Part of him still had feelings for Lois and he just couldn’t jump into a serious relationship with Clark . . . not yet anyway.
So what would he tell Clark? He had no idea where Clark stood on the whole situation so this decision was a lot harder. But you shouldn’t base your decision on what Clark thinks. That was true . . . he should have his thoughts in order before he spoke to Clark.
Was he ready to risk his heart again? He didn’t have that much time to make a decision. Chloe would get through to Clark and he was certain that Clark would come to see him soon. It’s time to make a choice, Ollie. But what to choose?
Clark was not deciding much of anything. He felt like a complete jerk. The minute he heard the knock at the door, he knew it was Oliver. When he heard Ollie’s voice, he knew he had to get out. It was too soon, he couldn’t see him. So he fled.
Not an action he was very proud of but it couldn’t be taken back. He wandered aimlessly around Metropolis, only stopping to grab a quick bite to eat. Part of his hearing was tuned in on the apartment but even after Oliver left, he didn’t return. Chloe was now curious and that was never good for him.
So he waited until the last possible minute to go back and grab his books. They had their next class together so completely ignoring her was not possible. But at least she couldn’t quiz him for two more hours.
When he walked into class, she was already there and gestured to the seat next to him. He walked to her and sat down in the seat she saved.
The professor hadn’t arrived yet, giving her time to make her move.
“Kent,” he heard her whisper, “Don’t you dare try running off on me after class. We have a lot to talk about.” Green eyes met hazel and she sent him a warning look. He nodded, knowing it was better not to defy her. She would’ve said more but that was when the professor decided to show up so they had to pay attention.
The class went by too quickly for Clark’s liking. Soon, they were walking back to their apartment. Unfortunately for Clark, Lois wasn’t around when they arrived so he didn’t have an excuse to prolong their discussion.
“Okay Clark,” Chloe said immediately after they entered. “Spill it. Why did you run out this morning?”
“Straight to the point huh?” Clark tried to joke but seeing her expression, he realized it wasn’t well received.
“Okay okay,” Clark said. “You better sit down for this one.” Once they were both seated, he began to explain what had transpired over the past two days.
When he was done, he was afraid to meet her eyes but forced himself to. “Chloe? You still there?” She was frozen, not saying a word.
“Wow Clark,” she said softly, “Whatever I was expecting, it wasn’t that.”
“I know, it’s crazy,” Clark agreed.
“So how do you feel?” Chloe asked. What was it with people asking how he felt?
“I don’t know,” Clark told her. “I wish I could give you a better answer but . . .”
“You’re confused,” Chloe supplied. “It’s understandable. You lived your life thinking you’re straight and in comes Oliver, who is not only someone you considered a friend but the ex-boyfriend of one of your friends. Your whole world has shifted. Heck, I’m surprised you’re not freaking out more.”
Clark couldn’t stop a smile from spreading across his face at her words. And how could he think that anyone would understand him as well as Chloe? She was his rock and at times, he honestly wondered what he would do without her.
“Clark,” Chloe said gently. “Kara was right . . . you just have to listen to your heart.”
“But I still don’t know what to do,” Clark said desperately.
“Clark, you’re not an idiot,” Chloe said firmly. “You’ll be able to make the right decision.”
“Thanks Chloe,” he said. “I hope you’re right.”
“I know I’m right,” she said standing up. “Look, I have to be at the Planet. Are you going to be okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” he said, giving her a smile.
He watched her disappear into her bedroom and come out, dressed more professionally. She grabbed her purse and waved. “Bye Clark! Don’t wait too long, okay?”
“I won’t,” Clark said. “Bye Chlo.” He watched her leave and once she was gone, he picked up his cell phone.
He started to dial the number but when he was at the last digit, he hung up. No, this could not be done over the phone. As much as he wanted to not see Oliver, he knew this discussion had to take place face to face.
Besides, he had finally made a decision on what to do. Whether or not he was doing the right thing, he wasn’t sure. Before he could change his mind, he walked out the door. It was time to see Oliver.
Oliver hadn’t gotten much work done that day. The good part was that he too had made a decision where Clark was concerned.
He had had feelings for Clark for too long to let him slip through his fingers now. Previously, he had thought his feeling were unrequited and had no chance of being returned. But now, Clark had kissed him back and there had to be some interest on his part.
Of course, they would have to go slow. Clark probably wouldn’t want to take things too quickly either. It would be perfect for both of them.
Though Oliver was not completely over Lois, he was willing to take a chance on Clark, on them. Making this decision made him feel loads better. He had finally began to concentrate on work again when he heard the door open. Looking up, he smiled when he saw Clark enter.
“Hi,” Oliver said, standing up.
“Hey,” Clark said.
“How are you?” Oliver asked, unsure of how to start the conversation.
“I’m okay,” Clark said, “You?”
“I’m fine,” Oliver responded. “So . . .”
“I’m sorry,” Clark said quickly before Oliver could continue. Oliver tilted his head in confusion. “For not calling you back and running out on you this morning.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Oliver said. “I figured you were freaked out.”
“But we need to talk about this,” Clark said.
“That we do,” Oliver agreed, outwardly calm but inside he was going nuts, anticipating what Clark was going to say.
Clark laughed but he could hear the underlying anxiety in his laugh.
“Why don’t you start?” Oliver said.
“Are you sure?” Clark asked, meeting his eyes.
Truth be told, he was not sure. He had no idea how they were going to start this conversation or how he was going to tell Clark his feelings for him. But maybe if Clark started, then Oliver could put his feelings into words.
“Yeah, go for it,” Oliver said. “You left last so I think it is only right you start.” He grinned to let Clark know that he was just kidding.
“Okay then,” Clark said slowly.
Oliver watched him expectantly. But he was not prepared for Clark’s next words at all.
“I think the kiss was a mistake.”