chloesullivan: (really happy)
Chloe Sullivan ([personal profile] chloesullivan) wrote2009-12-23 02:02 pm

Twelve days of Christmas with [livejournal.com profile] dl_greenarrow

She couldn't wait to get home, not only because she was incredibly curious about whatever gift Ollie had waiting for her, but also because she was on vacation and that meant time with him without worrying about work or anything, and then they would leave to Smallville, which she had no doubt would be nice, with Lois, Clark, Lucy, Mrs. Kent and her dad around, it would be a good Christmas.

Shifting restlessly between her feet, she watched the numbers as the elevator went up impatiently, stepping out and looking around, "Ollie?"

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
He grinned at her, looking down at said nameless puppy. "She does seem pretty comfy. It'd be a shame to wake her." He looked back at Chloe once more, his eyes bright. "Did you have any favorites?" he asked softly, curious about which of the gifts she liked the best.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Chloe chewed on her bottom lip, thinking, "well, the one laying on our laps is definitely a favorite already," she told him with a smile, "the tickets too, oh and I loved the earrings and the watch... it's hard to choose."

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Oliver smiled softly, resting his head against the back of the sofa. Truth be told, he was sad that the twelve days of Christmas were now over. He enjoyed shopping for her, leaving her little gifts to find, even though after the first she had known there were eleven more to come.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Cocking her head slightly, she turned to look at him and smiled, enjoying the look on his face, "I hope you like your gifts, but I'm sure it won't be as good as this."

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
He lifted a hand to her cheek, his thumb grazing over it gently. "Well, having you here with me is really the best gift I could have asked for," he said softly.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
Her face softened and she took his hand that was over her shoulder in hers and squeezed it, nodding softly, "same goes to you." She whispered.

[identity profile] dl-greenarrow.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
He leaned closer to her and kissed her softly, his eyes drifting shut.

[identity profile] chloeas.livejournal.com 2009-12-24 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
She kissed him back, shifting slightly closer to him then breaking the kiss when she felt the puppy move and sit up, "I'm sorry, we woke you up," she said quietly, reaching down and patting the puppy.