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Chloe Sullivan ([personal profile] chloesullivan) wrote2009-12-22 12:07 pm

Surprise visit with [livejournal.com profile] dl_greenarrow

It was only a couple of days before Christmas and Chloe was packing a bag to take to Smallville, she hadn't heard from Oliver since the weekend, when he had left to go back to Star City.

So when she heard the elevator and went to look at the security camera just to see Oliver himself was in the elevator, she was surprised. She had been expecting him to avoid her and Christmas altogether.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
She kept her eyes on him, "well I do, and they already have plans," because unlike Oliver, the other three did have family to spend the holidays with.

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh." He fell silent for a moment, then glanced at the gifts she'd placed on the table. "You gonna open those?"

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Chloe considered for a second then nodded, "let me go get yours." She told him before turning around and walking down the hall, towards her bedroom, taking a deep breath as she did. She really didn't want Oliver spending Christmas on his own, but she didn't know how else to talk him into going.

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Oliver drew in a breath and let it out slowly as she headed away. He moved over and sat down on the sofa for a moment, staring blankly at the floor. He hated Christmas. Hated it with a passion.

The last time he'd celebrated it, he'd been four. He had very spotty memories of unwrapping a firetruck, and a play archery set. Memories of warm cinnamon buns fresh from the oven--made from scratch by Lenora.

Of being swept up into his mom's arms in a warm, loving embrace and of being happy.

The next year, he'd asked Santa to bring his parents back. Needless to say, when they weren't anywhere to be seen that Christmas morning, he'd given up caring about Christmas and stopped believing in Santa Claus.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-22 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
She took her time setting his gifts up in two bags, dark green bags with a light green tissue paper that she had bought for him.

A few minutes later, she walked back into the living room and frowned slightly when she saw him, "Oliver?" She asked worriedly.