Story: Forever May Not Be Long Enough
Pairing/Characters: Collie, Chloe/Jimmy, mentions of past Clana, Lexana & Lollie
Disclaimer: don’t own anything
Warning: slash, mentions of m/m sex
Spoilers: season 7 (parts of it is true, others I made up)
Summary: After graduation, Clark knows he needs to go for his training and it causes him to make some tough choices.
Chloe and Lois were chattering on, but Clark was lost in his own world, the memories bringing a soft smile to his face. Christmas had gone very well and so had New Year’s Eve. Oliver seemed to feel out of place in the beginning but with the help of Lois, Chloe and his mom, it didn’t take long to remove any insecurities Oliver had.
He had been impressed with Lois, who handled seeing Oliver again very well. She had been mature and the two of them had taken a few minutes to talk, to tie up the loose ends of their relationship. Clark had been jealous but quickly saw that nothing was going on between the duo.
“Oh Smallville!” Lois’s voice broke through his thoughts. He glanced at his friend, who was looking at him with a grin on her face. “Stop daydreaming and pay attention to us.”
“Lois, trust me, you’re impossible to ignore,” Clark joked.
“Yes, but when you’re thinking about him,” Lois pointed out, “We might as well not exist. It’s like you’re in a whole different world!”
Clark blushed. “Oh Lois,” Chloe interjected. “Don’t tease Clark.” Clark smiled gratefully at her and she winked.
“Speaking of significant others,” Lois added. “How’s Jimmy?”
Jimmy Olsen, Chloe’s boyfriend of several years, also attended Metropolis University and would be graduating alongside the rest of them.
Chloe glanced at her watch and beamed at Lois. “He should be taking his last final right now.”
“Everything’s going well then?” Clark asked. Jimmy had become a good friend to Clark too, once he realized that he wasn’t a threat to his and Chloe’s relationship.
“It’s going great,” Chloe told them.
Clark was happy for them. Chloe and Jimmy were a great couple and he had a feeling that they would last.
Of course, thinking about romance always reminded him of Oliver. Then again, mostly everything reminded him of Oliver. He had spent months pining over the blonde before anything had actually happened between them.
It was harder because after that Christmas, Oliver was more persistent in keeping in touch. Before, they had talked but communication didn’t happen very often. Now, phone calls and e-mails were much more frequent.
Chloe had been the first one he had told his feelings to and she had been very supportive, lending an ear whenever he wanted to talk. Lois had found out when she accidentally overheard their conversation and Clark had been scared at how she would take the news. But to his surprise, she was completely calm about it, claiming that she was over Oliver. In fact, she encouraged him to tell Oliver how he felt.
But Clark was reluctant, not wanting to ruin a good friendship. He strongly believed Oliver did not reciprocate his feelings and knew he wouldn’t be able to bear his rejection.
He was almost positive if it wasn’t for Chloe and Lois, they would not have gotten together. Clark would never forget that day.
Clark sighed as he headed toward his apartment. The day had been so long and he just wanted to go home and relax.
He pushed the key into the lock and twisted it. Opening the door, he frowned when he saw how dark the apartment was. Where were Lois and Chloe? He shut the door and flicked the light switch. That’s when he got the shock of his life.
“SURPRISE!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARK!!”
Clark stared, mouth dropped, eyes wide, at the scene before him. The room was decorated with banners, streamers and balloons. A huge banner was against the wall that read “Happy 21st Birthday Clark”.
He had remembered it was his birthday but he didn’t think anyone would make a big deal out of it. But apparently, his friends had. He couldn’t help but grin.
Standing around the table were the people he cared most about. He let his eyes drift from his mother to Chloe to Jimmy to Lois to . . . Oliver? Oliver had come for his birthday too. He met the blonde’s gaze and Oliver winked, causing Clark’s heart to skip a beat.
“Look at Smallville,” Lois said, breaking the silence. “I think we really surprised him.” She grinned at him. “You still there?”
“Wow,” Clark managed to say. “I . . . wow.” His dazed expression made everyone laugh.
“Aww, Clark, you know we couldn’t forget your birthday,” Chloe chimed in, walking up to him and giving him a hug.
“Thank you everyone,” Clark said, hugging Chloe briefly. “This is really nice.”
“Come on Smallville,” Lois said, “There’s presents and cake . . .”
“Cake?” Clark echoed.
“Don’t worry,” Lois huffed. “I didn’t make it.” Everyone laughed again.
“Oh Lois,” Clark said, pulling her into a hug.
“Happy Birthday Clark,” she whispered, using his given name for a change.
He pulled away and looked at her, feigning confusion. “Clark? Who’s Clark?”
She laughed, smacking him on the arm. “Hush, Smallville.”
Clark just grinned and went off to greet everyone else. He hugged his mother and exchanged greetings with Jimmy.
Finally, he came face to face with Oliver. “Hi,” he said.
“Hey there birthday boy,” Oliver replied, smiling.
“I have to say I’m surprised you are here,” Clark admitted.
“Well that is obviously your fault,” Oliver said, with a teasing smile. “I’m hurt, Clark. We’ve been keeping in touch so nicely and yet you never mentioned your birthday was coming up!”
“I didn’t think it was a big deal,” Clark told him.
Oliver seemed amused at his statement. “You’re 21 . . . how is that not important?”
Clark shrugged, unable to come up with a proper response.
“You’re lucky Chloe told me about the plan,” Oliver said, “Otherwise, if I’d found out later I’d missed your 21st, I’d be very sad.”
“And we definitely can’t have that, can we?” Clark joked.
“All right boys.” Lois’s voice interrupted their banter. “Stop flirting and get back here.”
Clark blushed but they rejoined the rest of the gang. The rest of the evening went well and Clark was extremely grateful for having such great friends who would go all out for him. The cake was delicious and his mom even brought over pie.
Later, he opened presents and was flattered at the well thought out gifts he received. He was just happy with the party and didn’t expect presents but they were nice anyway.
Everyone was laughing and having a good time. His mom wanted to see the article he had written for the most recent school paper so he went to his bedroom to retrieve it.
He was in the middle of searching through his bag when a knock at the door interrupted his search. Looking up, he saw Oliver standing at the door.
“Running off from your own party?” Oliver teased.
“Oh no,” Clark replied, and held up the paper. “Mom wanted to see the article I wrote.”
“I wouldn’t blame her,” Oliver said, stepping into the bedroom. “It was a very good article.”
“You’ve read it?” Clark asked, shock evident in his tone.
“I’ve read everything you’ve written,” Oliver confessed, slowly closing the distance between them. “You have quite a way with words.”
Clark could feel his cheeks heating up. “Thanks . . . but how?”
“The paper is posted online too,” Oliver reminded him.
“Oh yeah, I forgot,” Clark responded, biting his lip. He was doing his best to stay calm but it was difficult with Oliver so close.
“Clark, I have a present for you,” Oliver said softly.
“You already gave me a present,” Clark protested.
“This is a different kind of present,” Oliver said in a husky voice. Clark swallowed hard at the look in his eyes. Oliver was only a couple of inches away.
“Don’t hate me for this,” Oliver whispered.
“Why would I . . . ?” But Clark was cut off when Oliver captured his lips with his own. He was taken aback, but only for a moment, before he gave himself fully to the kiss. It was everything he had ever dreamed of and more.
Oliver Queen was the best kisser Clark had had the pleasure of locking lips with and part of him was wondering if it was all a dream. But the shivers that ran up and down his spine when Oliver rested an arm on the curve of his back said otherwise.
Eventually, they had to separate, in need of air. Oliver was breathing hard and rested his forehead against Clark’s.
“For the record,” Clark said, “I don’t hate you.”
Oliver laughed. “I’m glad. Because I really want to do that again.”
Clark couldn’t help the goofy grin that spread across his face. “Me too.”
“Happy Birthday Clark,” Oliver said.
“A happy birthday indeed,” Clark murmured before meeting Oliver’s lips once again.
Chloe and Lois had walked in on them kissing but had only been too thrilled for the couple. It turned out that when they were setting up for the party, Oliver had told Chloe about his feelings for Clark and she had given him the go ahead, hinting that Clark might not be too unreceptive if he made a move.
Watching Chloe and Lois talk, he felt like the luckiest man on Earth. That’s why he had turned down Oliver’s invitation to stay at the penthouse. It would’ve been cheaper and super convenient but Clark wanted to make his own way. That, and even though he wouldn’t admit it aloud, he enjoyed living with Chloe and Lois. The penthouse would be lonely, with Oliver constantly in Star City and Lois and Chloe were great company, whether it was for studying or their many movie nights.
However, the times that Oliver was in town, the penthouse was like his second home. He had a key and sometimes, when he was missing Oliver, he stopped by there. Even though he wished he saw Oliver more often, he had no complaints about the relationship. The two of them fit like he never thought he would fit with someone.
They were two puzzle pieces finally finding their match. There were times when he found his other half only to discover that they just didn’t fit. Though his love for Oliver caught him off guard, it was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Oliver was the best thing that ever happened to him.
He had never been this happy with anyone before or this deeply in love. His love for Lana had been a pure, almost childish love. She was the girl of his dreams and that might’ve been one of the reasons they didn’t work out. In his fantasies, he had idolized her and when they finally got together, he was not expecting the problems. Hadn’t anticipated how the lies would hurt them or how her curiosity would tear them apart.
Even if she had lived, he didn’t think they would’ve worked out. They would have both been clinging to the past and eventually, it would’ve broken them for good. He missed her sometimes but only as his friend. It wasn’t the all-consuming pain that he had felt when they first broke up.
He looked back upon their time together fondly but what he felt for her was nothing compared to what he felt for Oliver. What he was feeling for Oliver. What he knew he would always feel for Oliver. It was amazing . . . even after two years, Clark’s heart still skipped a beat when Oliver looked at him. Every time Oliver brushed against him, he still shivered at that touch.
At one point of his life, he thought he would be alone, never find that pure love his parents shared. But now he had Oliver, a man he loved more than life itself. Oliver understood him, he could tell the blonde anything and he wouldn’t judge him.
His mom had only been slightly shocked about his sexuality but accepted Oliver into the family immediately. Oliver now spent holidays with them and whenever he was in the D.C. area, he visited Clark’s mother. Clark had heard of the two of them having lunches and dinners together and it warmed his heart.
He followed his two best friends back to their apartment. He entered behind them and was puzzled when they suddenly froze.
“You know what,” Lois said, “I just realized . . . I need to go to the store.”
“The store?” Clark repeated, “What store?”
“Grocery store,” Lois said.
“I’ll come with you,” Chloe offered quickly.
Before he even had a chance to ponder their odd behavior, they were gone. He stared at the door, confused.
“What just happened?” Clark wondered aloud.
“Well,” a familiar voice said, as two arms snaked around his waist, “I think they wanted to give us some time alone.”
Clark grinned and spun around to meet warm brown eyes. “Ollie,” he breathed and captured the blonde’s lips with his own. Oliver responded fervently and Clark reveled at the feeling of being in his lover’s arms again.
Reluctantly he pulled away and smiled. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Oliver replied.
“So this is a nice surprise,” Clark commented.
“Well you see my boyfriend is graduating in two days,” Oliver said. “I had to see him before that.”
“I wasn’t expecting you until tomorrow,” Clark said happily.
“Yeah, but we haven’t seen in each other for more than a month,” Oliver pointed out. “So I decided to come here a day early.”
It was true; Oliver tried to come to Metropolis whenever he could but for the past month and a half he had been tied up in Star City and even had to go to Europe for business.
They had talked on the phone and kept in touch by e-mail, like they always did when they had to part but it was difficult. Especially when there was a time difference involved. Clark too had finals and so he was busy studying.
But it was all worth the wait. “I missed you,” Clark said softly.
“I missed you too,” Oliver said. “I’m so proud of you . . . I can’t wait to sit at your graduation and see you walk on stage . . .”
Clark blushed. “It’s just college. Lots of people are graduating; it’s really not that special.”
“Yes, but how many people are graduating summa cum laude?” Oliver challenged, with a smile. Seeing Clark’s shocked expression, he added, “Yes, I do know . . . I found out. I’m a little hurt that you didn’t tell me yourself.” He kissed Clark’s forehead. “Chloe told me . . . and you are darn lucky she did.”
“I didn’t want to brag,” Clark mumbled.
“You are just something else,” Oliver said adoringly. “Now, you’re graduating Saturday, your finals are over . . . what do you say you come stay with me in the penthouse for the next couple of days?”
“I have graduation practice tomorrow,” Clark said. Seeing disappointment creeping on Oliver’s face, he continued. “But I’m yours tonight.”
“Only tonight?” Oliver asked with a teasing smile.
“Tonight for now,” Clark said, “But after grad practice, I’m yours for however long you want me.”
“How does forever sound?” Oliver asked softly.
“Pretty damn good to me,” Clark replied with a smile. He didn’t get to say much more because Oliver’s lips covered his mouth, preventing him from talking.
Clark wasn’t too worried; now that he was out of school, they would have all the time in the world to talk and spend time together.
If he only knew how wrong he was.