Fic: Just his life
“A new compound bow?” Clark frowns even more, if that it’s possible “Really?”
Oliver shrugs but keeps an eye on tall and annoying’s hands, just in case. “It’s a modern bow that uses a levering system, usually of cables and pulleys, to bend the arms which are much stiffer than the limbs of a longbow or a recurve bow. This stiffness is what makes it mor-
“Oliver!” teasing the super strong alien was probably not a good idea, but it was his natural response when in these situations. Not that he have ever been caught in fraganti with a girl in a hotel by said girl I-can-actually-kill-you-with-a-glare best friend with a big brother complex the side of Texas before. He knew he should have kept at least one kryptonite weapon with him. “What are you doing here?”
Tricky question. He smiled and tried to look as innocent as he could. “Well, you know. Just taking a couple days off, enjoying some well deserved holidays” with my super hot and sexy girlfriend until you showed up and completely ruined it! His mind added.
“Is this another attempt at getting Lois and me apart because that’s getting old fast, Oliver” really, did he think the world revolved around him? “Did Chloe hack into my bank account and gave you this hotel address?”
“Gee, no! Trust me, Chloe and I had no idea you would be here” in fact one of the reasons they decided to come here was to get away from aliens and reporters and crazy exes. And it had been going on so well too, dinner under the stars, making love in front of the fireplace, in the bed, in the shower, on various chairs. Stupid Clark.
“Chloe and you?” he raises one eyebrow and crosses his arms, and right on clue Chloe appears at the doorway of the lounge. She does a quick sweep with those gorgeous eyes till she finds him, gives him a sunny smile and starts walking towards them. When she sees Clark the smile freezes on her face, and she turns slowly trying to exit the lounge without being seen, but not such luck. “Chloe?!” her shoulders sack and he can almost hear her mental Damn it, so close!
“Clark! Hi!” she is looking longingly at the exits, and like the helpful and wonderful boyfriend that he is, he stands up and goes to her.
“Well, this has been interesting. We’ll see you later, Clark” his hand goes to her lower back, and she smiles at him gratefully. They are about to take advantage of the stunned state of their friend when they hear the telltale click n’ clack of Lois Lane’s high heels.
“Chloe? Oliver?” She takes note on the way his hand is not so much resting on Chloe’s shirt as it is under it, his thumb caressing her hip. Busted. They are so busted. “What is going on here?”
“Lois… uhm…” he can’t think of anything to say to get out of this. Luckily, he has Chloe Sullivan on his side that looks ready to come to their rescue with the perfect alibi or probably a way of telling them the truth about them. However, right about then there is a huge commotion from the hall. Just his life. All he wanted was a quiet getaway weekend with his girlfriend, so what did he get: a pending Inquisition and a killing Banshee, figures.