Story: Accidentally in Love
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Oliver, Chloe/Jimmy, Lois/Oliver
Disclaimer: don’t own anything
Warning: slash, m/m sex
Spoilers: slight 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.
Previous Chapters: Here
“Does it bother you?” Chloe asked, when Clark finally told her what was going on. She noticed him moping and she had wondered what was up. Especially after he spent a night with Oliver, Clark was usually in a great mood.
This time, he wasn’t and he had just been silent. Finally, she demanded what was going on and persisted until he finally cracked, telling her about how Lois had asked Oliver to be friends.
“I mean, it shouldn’t bother me,” Clark said, frowning. “She just wants to be friends . . . and Oliver calls it getting closure . . . that’s a good thing, right? That they’re getting closure?”
“It is, unless you’re doubting Lois’ intentions,” Chloe stated.
“I’m not,” Clark protested. Pausing briefly, he went on, “I shouldn’t. I mean, Lois has a boyfriend. She’s serious about Grant . . . I don’t even know why I’m so worried.”
“Is it Lois you’re worried about, Clark?” Chloe questioned, “Or Oliver?” Chloe always knew how to read him. He should’ve realized by now it was pointless to try and hide anything from her.
“I’m not sure,” Clark admitted. He hung his head in shame. “I mean, it’s just that ever since Oliver came back, Lois has been having doubts about Grant. She doesn’t say it but I can tell. And I think that Ollie still loves Lois too.” Clark forced a laugh. “You know, I don’t even know why I’m acting this way. We both knew this was just temporary . . . we agreed if either of us met someone, we’d break it off. Besides, he came back for her . . .”
Chloe’s heart broke for the man in front of her. She knew that Clark was confused. He had spent most of his life in love with Lana and that relationship was like a soap opera. It was only natural that Clark was scared to risk his heart again, no matter how strongly he felt for Oliver. Now with Lois back in the picture, it was all a mess.
“Clark, do you know for sure that Oliver still loves Lois?” Chloe asked hesitatingly. She had seen the way Oliver looked at Clark, there was no doubt the blonde was crazy about her best friend.
“He’s never said otherwise,” Clark told her morosely. “I mean, our first kiss happened when I was trying to comfort him about Lois. He jumped at the chance to be friends with her . . . obviously he will take her in his life any way he can get.”
“But that was a while ago,” Chloe reminded him, “And did he seem depressed that she just wanted to just be friends?”
Clark bit his lip. “No, he didn’t,” he remembered.
“Then?” Chloe said, “I don’t see the problem.”
“It just I feel something bad is going to happen,” Clark confessed. He shook his head. “You know, what? Forget I said anything . . . I’m fine.”
“Clark, I can understand why you would feel threatened,” Chloe said gently.
“I’m not threatened,” Clark argued, “Look, it’s me being silly.”
“Your feelings are never silly,” Chloe protested.
“In this case, they are,” Clark responded, “Where Ollie and I don’t even have an actual relationship, I have no right to feel this way . . .” He sighed, “Can we just drop this?”
“All right, Clark, we’ll drop it,” Chloe agreed, “For now. But you know that if you ever want to talk, you can tell me anything right?”
“I know,” Clark said, smiling warmly, “And I appreciate that, I really do.”
“You’re my best friend, Clark,” Chloe said firmly, “I like to see you happy. Ever since you’ve been with Oliver, you’re so much happier.”
“I am still happy,” Clark assured her. “I know what I’m doing.”
Chloe wasn’t convinced. He had said that so many times lately and every time he repeated himself, she had more doubts on the situation.
She had tried with Clark . . . maybe, maybe she could appeal to Oliver. The blonde might be more willing to see the light.
He had to. If he too remained stubborn, then she didn’t know what she was going to do.
Clark was oblivious to Chloe’s plots. He was too conflicted to notice anything outside his own problems.
This whole arrangement had been his idea . . . he was the one who told Oliver that he didn’t want a relationship, that he wasn’t ready for a relationship. In fact, he had told Oliver that the blonde still had a shot with Lois, saying that the future may leave way for their reunion. So he could hardly complain when Lois came to see him, wanting to be friends, could he? Shouldn’t he be happy for Oliver? Friendship was the first step to more.
But he wasn’t happy, he was miserable. He wanted Lois out of Oliver’s life . . . wanted her as far from the blonde as possible. It was selfish and petty but he liked having Oliver all to himself. Lois being back was not good news at all.
Stop it, Kent, you’re being overly emotional. Oliver is not your boyfriend, you have no rights over him. If he wants to be friends with Lois, that is his choice. You two are still sleeping together . . . be grateful for that. He hasn’t left you yet.
Yet. That was the key word. If he could only get into Lois’ mind and see if the brunette still had feelings for Oliver, he might feel a little better.
On the other hand, he might not like the answers he got.
Over the next couple of days, he tried his best to act normally. Chloe was already watching him like a hawk so he didn’t want to set off her alarms any more than he had already. Oliver was a little easier to fool but he knew that his lover was concerned about him. Fortunately, unlike Chloe, he didn’t demand answers and was willing to let it go.
Somehow, as Oliver and he fell back into their routine, he was able to forget all his troubles and anxieties about Lois.
That was, until one day, he was going to see Oliver. He didn’t call in advance, most of the times they met, he didn’t call before he showed up. Oliver always kept him updated with his schedule so Clark knew when he was free.
If he was right, Oliver was done for the day so he decided to surprise the blonde.
Stepping out of the elevator, he looked around, scanning the penthouse for the familiar figure. He pinpointed Oliver easily but to his shock, he wasn’t alone. Another person was there . . . a female person and his heart sank as he recognized it to be Lois.
Unable to resist, he zoned in his hearing to listen to their conversation.
“Ollie, be serious,” Lois was chiding.
He heard Oliver laugh, “I am serious, Lois . . . oh come on, you’re no fun.”
Hearing Lois let out a laugh, Clark’s heart clenched. He couldn’t be here, he shouldn’t be here. Obviously, Oliver was already busy with Lois.
Retreating back to the elevator, Clark left as quickly and quietly as he came in. The minute he was on the ground, he supersped back to Smallville. At the moment, he couldn’t go back the apartment . . . Chloe would immediately know something was wrong and really, he just wanted to be left alone.
Reaching his loft within minutes, Clark slumped on the couch. He couldn’t push the sounds of Oliver and Lois laughing together out of his head. Perhaps he was overreacting . . . they were friends and friends hung out together, right?
Then why didn’t Oliver mention that he was spending time with Lois? The blonde knew Clark had a tendency to show up unannounced. After that incident with the corporate party, he thought they promised to tell each other everything.
Unless Oliver meant for Clark to see him with Lois. Was this Oliver’s way of saying that Lois was still important to him? You’re overreacting again, Oliver doesn’t owe you an explanation for everything he does nor does he think of you 24/7.
It was all true but that didn’t stop how much them being together alone bothered him. Fingering the ring Oliver gave him, Clark couldn’t help the overwhelming sense of dread that filled his entire being.
Lois being back in Oliver’s life was going to cause trouble . . . he just knew it. And now his suspicions had been confirmed.
But did her being back mean that it was the end of them?
“Oliver,” Lois sighed, “Stop joking around . . . I’m trying to conduct a professional interview here.”
“Speaking of which, how did your boss ever let you interview me anyway?’ Oliver asked curiously. “Considering he’s your boyfriend, I’d think he would know about our past . . . I didn’t think that he would approve.”
Oliver been surprised when Lois called him and asked him if he was up for an interview. He had agreed. No matter how wary he was of interviews, he knew Lois would portray him in a fair light. It had been last minute but since his evening was free, he suggested that they do the interview the same day.
She had been asking him questions for the past half an hour and he gave her detailed answers. When she wasn’t bashing his alter ego, he found she was one of the more tolerable reporters to deal with.
“Well,” Lois was saying, “He understands that I can be fair and unbiased, despite our past. And I think I’ve proven that by the questions I’ve already asked.”
“Does that include the question about my love life?” Oliver teased. Because for the past five minutes, Lois had been pestering him on whether there was “someone special” in his life. And he had gotten a kick out of making jokes to bother her.
“The people want to know, Ollie,” Lois protested. “Come on, you’re young, gorgeous and a billionaire . . . everyone would want to know why you’re still single.”
“Gorgeous huh?” Oliver said, “Why, Lois, I’m flattered.”
She groaned and Oliver couldn’t help the grin that threatened to spread across his face. But he had to keep joking, it was the only way that he would keep his composure through the questioning. Because the minute that she asked him if there was anybody special in his life, his mind immediately brought an image of a certain brunette with exquisite green eyes and soft kissable lips.
He certainly couldn’t tell her that, “Yes, Lois, there is someone . . . in fact, I’ve been having sex with your best friend for over a month.” Oliver had a feeling that answer would not sit well with her.
And the answer made him uncomfortable too. Oliver was shocked that when Lois came in, he felt nothing romantic towards her anymore. He felt the same way when Chloe walked in, it was just really platonic.
It wasn’t like when he entered his penthouse the other day after his return from Star City to see Clark waiting for him. To see the brunette standing there was such an amazing feeling. Over the time he was gone, he called Clark every night because he found he couldn’t stand going one day without hearing his voice.
This couldn’t be normal, there was no way. They may have started out as friends-with-benefits, agreed that neither of them wanted a relationship. But lately, he couldn’t ignore what was happening. Something was changing between them, the dynamics of their relationship were changing. And he had to accept that friends-with-benefits just may not be enough anymore.
“Oliver,” Lois said, snapping him back to reality.
“Sorry Lois,” Oliver said, growing serious again. “But honestly? No, there isn’t anyone in my life. Lately, Queen Industries has been taking up much of my time and I just have the time for a relationship.”
Lois nodded. “See, was that so hard?”
Oliver chuckled. “No, but it was rather amusing seeing you get all riled up.”
Lois rolled her eyes. “You would find pleasure in that.”
“You know me,” Oliver said, shrugging.
“That I do,” Lois said, with a smile. He felt a little weird with her looking at him like that.
“So,” Oliver said, clearing his throat. “Got any more questions for me?”
“Yeah,” Lois said and immediately, they went back to being professional, her asking questions about his business and upcoming deals that he was in the middle of. The interview didn’t last much longer and Oliver was only too relieved to show her to the door.
Now he was alone again and he finally had some time to sort out his feelings. Because there were feelings involved.
And all the feelings he was having were directed toward Clark. He spent more time with Clark than anyone else. When Clark wasn’t there physically, he was always on his mind.
Ever since Clark’s near-death experience, Oliver had been having doubts about the nature of their relationship. But after Valentine’s Day, his doubts had only grown. Clark had spent all this time preparing a perfect day for him and the memories just brought a smile to his face.
Touching the necklace that rest on his neck, he fingered the beautiful symbols on the octagonal key. Clark had trusted him so much with this gift and he was awed by how much effort Clark had put into personalizing it just for him.
For so long he had tried to deny what he was feeling but no longer could he do that. He fit with Clark like he had never fit with anyone before, not even Lois. Every time he was upset, just hearing Clark’s voice or seeing the younger man put a smile back on his face.
Whenever Clark was near, he couldn’t think of anything else but how good the brunette felt and how wonderful he tasted. With each kiss, he grew more addicted to the taste of Clark Kent . . . and he had a feeling that he would never get enough of him.
There was no doubt about it . . . he was in love with Clark. He hadn’t intended to fall in love with Clark but he had. It was pointless trying to resist what had already happened.
But what was he supposed to do now? Clark had already said he didn’t want a relationship. However, if they were honest with themselves, they were already in one, just weren’t labeling it as a relationship. No way was their current arrangement a friends-with-benefits situation.
Maybe he could subtly bring up the changes to the brunette and see how he would respond. If there was a positive response, then he could pursue Clark freely.
If there was a negative response . . . Oliver shook his head. No, Queen, don’t think about that. Be optimistic.
Yes, he would stay positive for now. Checking the time, he found it was early. He’d call Clark and see if the brunette was free.
Dialing the number he knew by heart, he was happy when Clark picked up on the third ring.
“Kent,” the voice he knew too well answered. But to his surprise, Clark sounded upset.
“Clark, it’s Ollie,” he said.
“Oh hey Ollie,” Clark said, his tone not really changing. Oliver frowned. Lately, Clark had been acting strangely. But every time he expressed concern, Clark just changed the topic, insisting nothing was wrong.
Oliver didn’t want to push Clark into revealing anything he didn’t want to so he stopped the questioning. But he couldn’t help but wonder what was going on.
“I was just wondering if you were free for dinner,” Oliver said slowly.
“Yeah, I’m free,” Clark replied.
“Why don’t you stop by?” Oliver suggested, “I’ll order food for the both of us.”
“Sounds good,” Clark agreed, “I’ll see you soon.”
“Great,” Oliver said, “Bye Clark.”
“Bye Ollie,” Clark replied and hung up.
Their conversation was normal enough but Oliver couldn’t help but think there was something wrong.
Deciding to talk to Clark about it later, he picked up the menu of a Chinese place that they both enjoyed. Knowing Clark’s favorites already, he ordered over the phone and then left to go pick up the food.
By the time he returned, Clark was already there. Meeting him with a kiss, Oliver smiled.
“Hi there,” he said. Placing the food on the table, he asked, “How was your day?”
“It was fine,” Clark said. “And yours?” There was something in his tone that made Oliver stop in his tracks and turn toward him, trying to read the expression on his face. It was futile though. Clark apparently was getting better at hiding his emotions. But why would he hide from him?
“Not too bad,” Oliver told him, still eyeing him carefully. “How were classes?”
“Same as always,” Clark said.
Oliver set the food on plates and they began to eat. There wasn’t much conversation. Oliver was wracking his brain for possible reasons to explain Clark’s odd behavior.
“I wasn’t interrupting anything, was I?” Oliver asked suddenly. Seeing Clark’s puzzled expression, he added, “When I called? You weren’t busy?”
“No,” Clark said, “I wasn’t busy at all. I finished classes hours ago.” Now that was really weird. Whenever Clark was free, he came to see him.
But he got his answers soon enough.
“Actually,” Clark said casually, “I wasn’t sure if you were free. I stopped by earlier.”
“You stopped by?” Oliver repeated, eyebrows furrowing, “When? I didn’t hear you come in.”
Clark shrugged. “You were busy with Lois so I didn’t want to interrupt.”
Clark saw Oliver with Lois? Was Clark upset that he was with Lois? Ever since Lois had offered to be friends, Clark had been acting odd. Was Clark . . . jealous?
His heart filled with hope at the idea. If Clark was jealous, that meant he was worried at Oliver’s relationship with Lois, which meant that he didn’t want Oliver to have a relationship with Lois.
Did that mean he wanted to have a relationship with him? It was definitely a possibility. First, he had to make sure Clark knew that there was nothing going on.
“Lois was just interviewing me for the Planet,” Oliver said, “She asked for an interview and I trusted her to give a fair one. That was it.”
“I didn’t ask for an explanation, Ollie,” Clark said. “I don’t care what you do with Lois.”
“I just wanted you to know there is nothing going on,” Oliver said, “Besides a few jokes, it was completely professional.”
Clark raised an eyebrow. “And as I said, it doesn’t matter. Oliver, if you remember, we’re just friends-with-benefits . . . I don’t care what you do with Lois or any other women. It’s not like I’m your boyfriend or anything. We’re friends that have sex, that’s it. And it works.”
“Yeah,” Oliver echoed, his heart breaking at Clark’s words. “Just friends that have sex, right.”
“So no big deal,” Clark continued. Clark then focused on eating again, completely unaware that he had shattered Oliver’s heart within a matter of seconds.
Clark didn’t care about him, didn’t want more. He was perfectly content with the way things were. It seemed that Oliver was alone in his feelings of wanting more.
Now what was he going to do? He certainly wasn’t going to give Clark up because having Clark for sex was better than nothing. But he couldn’t just sit around, pretending that this was just sex for him when he was so deeply in love with the brunette.
Never did he think that the answers to his questions would come in the form of Chloe Sullivan. Clark didn’t stay that night, claiming that he had things to do the following morning. And Oliver didn’t stop him from leaving, too heartbroken to even say anything to the otherwise.
His night was long and restless. Only when Clark said that they had nothing but sex did Oliver realize how much he needed Clark in his life. He didn’t want to spend a day without the brunette and Clark was only there for the sex.
How unfair was that? After a mostly sleepless night, Oliver was miserable the following morning. It was a slow morning for him, having only one conference call.
Oliver was beyond surprised when Chloe paid him a visit.
She entered, a determined look on her face.
“Hey Chloe,” he said, “What’s up?”
“Hi Oliver,” she said, “I have to talk to you.”
“Okay,” Oliver said, “About what?”
“Clark,” she said seriously.
Immediately, he was concerned, “Is he okay?”
“He’s fine,” Chloe said, “At least for the most part. I want to know what is going on with the two of you.”
“Chloe, you know our arrangement,” Oliver stated.
“I know what your arrangement was,” Chloe corrected, “But you can’t tell me things haven’t changed. Do you honestly still want just sex? Because if you ask me, I think you’re in love with him.”
Oliver was amazed. “No wonder you’re such a good reporter,” he murmured.
“Am I right?” Chloe demanded.
“You’re absolutely right,” Oliver admitted. He knew that it was pointless to lie to her. The woman was a walking lie detector. “I’m in love with him.”
Chloe softened. “Good . . . now what are you going to do about it?”
“Nothing,” Oliver said.
“Nothing?” Chloe echoed. “You’re in love with him! Aren’t you going to tell him?”
“Chloe, just last night he told me that our relationship was just about the sex and it was working fine,” Oliver said sadly, “He doesn’t want more . . . he doesn’t love me.”
“He’s lying,” Chloe said immediately. “Do you know how bothered he was by the idea of you and Lois becoming friends? Oliver, he’s scared to death that he’s going to lose you to her. He thinks you still love her.”
“I don’t, I’m over Lois,” Oliver said.
“I’m not the person you need to be telling that too,” Chloe responded.
“You think I have a chance with him?” Oliver asked hopefully.
“I think you definitely have a chance,” Chloe said.
“What do I do?” Oliver wanted to know. “You know him better than anyone, Chloe . . . how do I approach this?”
“Pursue him,” Chloe advised, “Clark may be able to pick up a house with one hand and see through walls but when it comes to matters of the heart, he’s dense.”
“I should court him then?” Oliver questioned.
“That would be a very good idea,” Chloe said, with a grin.
“Thanks Chloe,” Oliver said gratefully. “I was going to give up.”
“Don’t do that,” Chloe told him.
“I don’t plan to,” Oliver assured her. “Not anymore, anyway.”
“I have to get back to the Planet,” Chloe said, “Clark doesn’t know I’m here . . . but you can deal with it from here?”
“I will be fine,” Oliver said.
Chloe looked pleased, “Good. I knew that out of the two of you, I could get you to listen. Don’t screw this up, Oliver. Clark’s my best friend. Hurt him, I hurt you.”
“Warning heeded,” Oliver said. Chloe was scary and he did not want to get on her bad side. “I love him too much to ever hurt him.”
“Good luck Oliver,” Chloe said.
“Thanks again, Chloe,” he responded.
“You’re more than welcome,” she told him and left.
Oliver was feeling a lot better all of a sudden. He was filled with a new determination at Chloe’s words.
Clark cared about him and if Chloe was right, he wanted more too. Now it was time to show Clark that he wanted more as well.
He would court Clark like he had never courted anyone and in the end, he was determined to have Clark in his life for good.
Oliver smiled. It was time to start making plans. Clark would not know what hit him.