Fic : My Perfect Valentine, Clark/Oliver
Title: My perfect Valentine
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Clark/Oliver
Warnings/Spoilers: slash, no spoilers
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters and not claim to, just using them for fun.
Summary: Oliver is exhausted but Clark is there for him.
Word Count: 511
A/N: This was not betaed, so all mistakes will be mine. Written for the smallearth Valentine’s challenge.
Prompt: February 22nd | Lovebirds | Team Clark.
When he opened the door to the main office of the building, Clark was greeted by the rays of the setting sun, the sweet warmth caressing his kryptonian skin. He found his lover asleep on his desk, head buried in his arms; the desk invaded by tons of papers. Oliver Queen had been pretty busy, spending most of his time working and travelling throughout the world to keep his business going. When Clark learnt that he was back, he left work early to go find Oliver.
It had been a week since he last saw the blonde billionaire and he was glad to have him back, . Sure, he wished he had found him under better circumstances; Clark hated to see his boyfriend this exhausted; nevertheless, he was still happy to see his boyfriend after all this time and the sight of an asleep Oliver Queen definitely makes your day.
He walked over to the desk and lifted the asleep blond from the desk into his arms and smiled at the thought of carrying Oliver like a bride. The older man would have clearly disapproved but said man was currently sound asleep and had no word in this. Clark placed a soft kiss on his boyfriend’s cheek and decided to take him up to the penthouse.
On his way to the elevator, Clark noticed everyone’s attention on them; the employees had left their desk to have a sneak peek at the lovebirds, taking some satisfaction at the sight of their boss looking so vulnerable. However, most of them melted at the sight of the happy couple, even the men had to admit that they were perfect together.
When they reached the penthouse, Clark went straight to their bedroom where he laid his lover softly on the bed.
Clark took off his lover’s suit with great pleasure, leaving him only in his underwear and he crawled in bed with him after he gave himself the same treatment. He pressed Oliver’s muscled back against his chest, wrapping his arm around the blond man’s lean waist and kissed his neck before he fell asleep as well.
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“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Clark greeted his lover as he brought breakfast on a tray he put in front of Oliver.
“A happy Valentine’s Day indeed,” Oliver replied as he grabbed the back of Clark’s neck to kiss his boyfriend. He glanced at all the food Clark had cooked and then looked up to stare at those mesmerizing eyes, “You’re amazing, have I ever told you that?”
“Yes you have, and if I recall correctly, the protocol strictly says that you must show me your gratitude right away,” Clark replied suggestively as he sat on the bed next to the blond.
“Is that why you brought chocolate sauce and whipped cream?” Oliver asked and chuckled.
“I knew you were a smart man Oliver Queen.”
“All right then Mr Kent, let’s have some fun, shall we?”
They indeed had more than pleasure that day, and Oliver could not recall a time when he was happier than now, thanks to Clark.