Metroville (6/12)
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Title: Metroville
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pleasantville-meets-Chlollie, only instead of an old television repairman... it's Zatanna who gives Chloe and Oliver the two-toned treatment in order for them to realize their budding feelings for each other. Based on a Chlollieween prompt byyhrcmg.
Timeline: Season 8 AU starting after Hex, samples events from Odyssey.
Thanks to:![[info]](https://serafina19.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=91)
alxnhnt22 for the banner.
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5
Part 6
Chloe leaned her head against the headrest, staring at the sky as Oliver took off in the white convertible. It, the sky, wasn’t different, but for a few minutes, it soothed her as they headed off to Crater Lake.
To the town’s lover’s lane, with Oliver.
She had to laugh at that, wondering where on earth Zatanna got the idea that Crater Lake was anything like that, not to mention sending her and Oliver there. Then again, if this place, and Zatanna’s plan made sense, they wouldn’t be here.
Seeing the trees replace the familiar buildings, Chloe peered over at Oliver, who was simply looking ahead as he drove on. “How do you even know where you’re going?” She asked, thinking she had a valid point, but Oliver gave her a concerned eye before pointing his finger towards her side of the road. Sitting properly, Chloe noticed in front of her a sign dictating the distance, albeit small, to their destination. “This was not on the map in class.”
Oliver chuckled as he turned the wheel so the car followed the curve in the road. “You actually pay attention?”
He’d be lying if he said that he cared about what was going on in class. Even though he wanted his parents to be proud, being a model student wasn’t that high on his priority list, not that it mattered. Oliver played along with the charade, providing answers when he zoned into conversation, and he passed the couple of assignments he forced himself to do in the week they were here, which reminded him of the paperwork that he had to do in Metropolis. He could only hope that there wasn't going to be more waiting for him when they got back to Metropolis, but Oliver was in no rush to figure that out. He just hoped that Zatanna knew what she was doing.
Chloe, meanwhile, had just scoffed at his off-handed question, peering out her side of the car as he kept driving. “I figured I might get a clue.”
“From how you talk about Mrs. Albury’s mono-tone, not likely.”
Again, Chloe found her head tilting up, this time out of the frustration of the said mono-tone. “I can’t even imagine taking more than a week of her classes.” Then again, there was also the subject matter of her talks. Let’s just say that Chloe was glad she wasn’t born in these times, for while her life was in limbo professionally-wise, opportunities for women here were slim at best. “I mean, my mom’s the receptionist for your dad and she thinks it’s too forward thinking.”
“How?” Oliver asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he tried to understand the logic. “She’s a teacher.”
“I don’t know, but I’m not wasting my time trying to figure her out. It’s frustrating enough as it is.”
Oliver grinned; reminded of something her cousin had disclosed to him a couple of days ago. “I figured, based on the fact you spent Friday afternoon in the principal office.”
Chloe’s mouth gaped open, but she gave up on trying to hide it. “I’m going to kill Lois.” Hearing Oliver laugh in response, she smacked him on the arm. “This isn’t funny.”
Seeing the turn-off ahead, Oliver did a quick shoulder check, even though he hadn’t seen a car the entire time on the road. “Oh come on, if this is the hypothetical mark on your clean slate, trust me, you’re doing better than the rest of us.” If nothing else, she was miles behind Oliver when it came to deliquent behaviour, but he wasn't about to bring that up as he pulled into Crater Lake.
Both took note of the other cars around, and as the car pulled to a stop, they realized how bad of an idea this was. Oliver looked again to his left, seeing the two cars that joined them on that side, both a fair distance away, but he swallowed hard, knowing there was no way this couldn’t be awkward. The other couples just stared ahead like dolls.
Breaking the silence, he deadpanned, “Well... this isn’t creepy at all.”
Chloe’s mouth opened slowly as she nodded in agreement. Eventually, she sighed, combing her fingers through her hair. “I should have let you cancel.”
Reaching towards the key still in the ignition, Oliver peered in Chloe’s direction. “We can always drive back.”
“No,” she replied, hitting his hand away from the keys before smacking her back against her seat again. “because Lois will hound me thinking I screwed up.”
They maintained silence for a couple more minutes, but Oliver again decided to interject conversation. “We could always go for a walk.”
Chloe’s head jerked back. “What?”
“There are some trails around the lake. Nothing says we have to stay in the car.” Oliver pointed his thumb towards the back of the car. “I also packed a little lunch...we could have a picnic or something.”
“And you decided to tell me this now?”
Undoing the buckle of his seatbelt, Oliver turned to open the door of his car. “It was the back-up plan... eating at the town park.” He walked to the back of the car, opening the trunk and pulling out the old-fashioned picnic basket. “But if you think Lois is going to be picky about where we eat... I suppose we could find a place here.”
Chloe too undid her seatbelt, but she didn’t get out of the car. Instead, she pivoted to face Oliver with narrowed eyes. “You actually considered a back-up plan?”
Oliver just shrugged, walking around to the passenger side of the car. “I figured you’d change your mind about this date.”
Raising an eyebrow, Chloe asked, “Then why did you pick me up?”
Opening her door for her, Oliver held out a hand to Chloe, replying honestly, “This gave us a chance to leave Metroville for awhile... and just be us.”
She stared at his hand, then peered up at Oliver, whose face held a casual smile, so she took it as she rose from her seat. “A solid point... lead the way.”
After leaving the car, Chloe closed her door, but her hand lingered in Oliver’s as he led her towards the path. She could have let go, but the thought never actually crossed her mind. Eventually, she found herself leaning against his side, so Oliver maneuvred his arm to wrap around his shoulders as they stared at the scenery around them on the pathway.
“It’s beautiful here,” Chloe said softly.
Oliver nodded in agreement before peering down to see the overall peace in Chloe’s expression. “Is it like Crater Lake in Kansas?”
At that, Chloe couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Not even close.” This place was more like a dream, almost an intimate paradise, which was fitting considering what Crater Lake was supposed to be according to Metroville.
They took a couple more turns on the trail, almost absent-mindedly as the soothing nature of the walk took away a reason for logic in their decisions. At the end of their wandering, they came out at a different place at the lake, about a third around from where they started, if Chloe had to guess.
She left Oliver’s hold and looked around, a smile gracing her features. “It’s places like this that make me wish there was colour here.” Being fall, the leaves would be multiple colours, and as beautiful as this place was, colour would only make it more so.
Oliver just stood back as Chloe took off her shoes, her stockings, and dabbled her toes into the lake. It was like looking at a different person, the lighthearted look in her eyes, the way her body language dictated the lack of internal walls put up.
After a minute of splashing the water with her feet, Chloe looked back at Oliver, narrowing her eyes at the odd look on his face. “Are you joining me?”
Oliver shook his head. “I’m fine, thanks.”
Chloe nodded, pursing her lips as she processed his answer. “Chicken.”
“Is that so?” Oliver asked back, mischief in his voice.
“Unless you prove otherwise,” Chloe said with a shrug.
It didn’t take long for Oliver to react, as he shrugged off his jacket, followed by his shoes and socks. “Challenge accepted, Sullivan.”
He walked carefully towards the water, and Chloe watched him closely, not wanting him to catch her off-guard, but that didn’t seem to be his intent. He just stared back at her as the water barely covered his feet.
“See?” she teased him, “Was that so hard?”
“Funny,” Oliver replied as he lifted his toes up and down in the water. “Water’s quite nice.”
With a chuckle, Chloe said sarcastically, “Oh, because nothing else in this town is.” She started to walk further into the lake, but she wasn’t watching where she was going, so before she could catch her balance, she felt herself trip over an abnormally large-sized rock.
Chloe had pushed her arms out to break her fall, but the free-falling sensation didn’t last long. Looking down, she noticed Oliver’s arm wrapped around her stomach, holding her in place.
“You okay?” he asked as he pulled her back up to a standing position.
Turning back towards Oliver, Chloe rolled her eyes, not quite believing that she just did that. “Fine, just a klutz moment.”
Oliver tilted his head towards the shore. “Had enough water fun for today?”
Chloe gave her reply in the form of a grin, and carefully walking around him to get back to the shore. As she approached the sandy beach, she looked down, noticing how much of her skirt had been below the water surface.
“Don’t suppose you have a towel in that basket?” Chloe joked, hearing the water sloshing behind her.
“Just a blanket,” Oliver replied, “you kind of kyboshed the idea of swimming remember?”
“Right.”
"The sun should dry us off though," Oliver quickly pointed out. He had picked up his pace, walking around Chloe to get to the basket first so that he’d have the blanket set out for her by the time she got there.
She was delayed a little to pick up her abandoned footwear, but she looked up in time to see Oliver starting to set up their little beach-side picnic. Chloe had to admit, she felt flattered by the effort he put into this. Maybe because of how awkward it might have been, but Oliver always had this was of relaxing her, no matter where she was. Silently, Chloe thanked Zatanna for bringing Oliver here with her. Company sure made the journey easier, even if she was nowhere nearer to figuring out why they were here.
“After you,” Oliver said, gesturing towards the blanket, so Chloe obliged and sat down, waiting for him to do the same.
From there, they snacked on the sandwiches and fruit Oliver had brought, sipped on the freshly squeezed orange juice that his mom had insisted that he take. The sun was starting to set, but neither of them were in any hurry to move.
Feeling content, Oliver lied down on the blanket, staring up at the sky. He had fun today, he had to admit. It wasn’t much, it wasn’t complicated, but it was the simple entertainment at its finest, something that Oliver barely got to experience. It almost felt like a moment of innocence in a life that Oliver never really got to live.
And that’s when it hit him, that Chloe wasn’t the only one who was busy. Between work and Green Arrow business, Oliver didn’t have a lot of time for himself, or to have fun. While he made the night out at the Ace of Clubs for the guys, he sat by himself, making sure everyone else was okay.
Not even looking at her, Oliver said softly, “We don’t do this a lot, do we?”
Drinking the last of her orange juice before setting it down, Chloe asked back, “What’s that?”
Oliver turned to his side, placing weight on his elbow as he leaned his head against his hand. “Take time off.”
Chloe averted her eyes from him momentarily, her fingers trailing down the blanket. “Is that why you think Zatanna sent us here?”
“It was a theory.”
“She did hear you say that I needed a night off.” Chloe leaned back, her hands facing away from her, as she peered in Oliver’s direction. “Why were you so insistent on that, by the way?”
Oliver considered all of the ways he could answer that question, but he decided that the truth was best at this point. “You spend a lot of time at Isis...”
Hearing Oliver’s voice trail, Chloe shrugged, knowing that he didn’t have to finish his sentence for Chloe to get the message. “I tried having a social life and I saw it blow up in my face.”
“You," Oliver started, but quickly stopped to determine the right words for what he wanted to say. "You just need the right person.”
But all that did was get Chloe to roll her eyes again. “I gave up on the idea of the ‘right person’ a long time ago.”
Except when Oliver said that, he never meant that romantically, so he pressed on. “I’m sure Lois would jump at the chance to spend time with you.” Sitting up, he added, “We could hang out like this in Metropolis.”
“I have fun,” Chloe insisted.
Not wanting to push the subject further, Oliver conceded, “It’s clearly something else, anyway. We would have been back by now if it was.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Chloe replied quietly, tempted to change the conversation, but the weather did that for her.
The clouds were coming in like Chloe had never seen in her life, and within seconds, rain began to fall down. As it poured down, Oliver sprung up and began to pack up his stuff. Chloe attempted to fold the blanket, but Oliver took it from her hands, followed by him grabbing her hand so they could find refuge from the rain under the trees.
It was decent enough cover, but Chloe remembered a very important fact. “Oliver... your car.”
Oliver cursed internally, remembering that the car was a convertible, so he began to lead her back down the trail they had taken. A few places look familiar, but eventually, he had no idea where he was going.
“Do you remember which way we went?”
Chloe shook her head, but she turned her head and saw a small gazebo not far down the path. She tilted her head, showing Oliver, before she took off to take refuge from the rain. Normally rain didn’t bother her, but she’d prefer to stay dry than go on a wild goose chase.
Oliver followed quickly behind her, figuring whatever damage to the car would already be done, and staying dry seemed like a better option.
“You remember it ever raining here before?” Oliver asked as he shook the rain out of his hair once he got under the roof of the gazebo.
Chloe was as surprised as he was to see this, so she replied honestly. “No.”
“Well,” Oliver said as he set up the blanket on the floor, “we might as well make the most of this.” The blanket wasn’t overly wet, and it provided a warmer seat than the wood floor.
“Good idea.” Chloe sat down nearby, staring as the rain poured around their little shelter, but despite a strong front, she couldn’t resist a single shiver. Some of her lower body was still a little wet, and the wind that had rose up with the rain wasn’t exactly keeping her warm.
But Oliver had seen it, so he picked up his jacket from atop of the jacket and moved himself towards Chloe. He draped it around her shoulders and then reached forward to pull the excess blanket over their legs for warmth.
Initially, Chloe had been surprised by the contact, of the feeling she received as his fingertips barely grazed her shoulders when he gave her his coat. She considered shrugging it off, giving it back, but knowing Oliver, Chloe knew that he’d insist on her wearing it. So she held back, once again leaning against his side, this time for body warmth.
That made it Oliver’s turn to be surprised by the sensation that flowed through his veins, especially when Chloe placed her hand on his knee. But Oliver didn’t back away, instead he pulled her closer, hoping it would help warm her up as the rain kept up around them.
It wasn’t exactly what he had in mind when he had picked up Chloe for this date, but for some reason, Oliver didn’t seem to mind the difference.
Part 7
serafina19Title: Metroville
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pleasantville-meets-Chlollie, only instead of an old television repairman... it's Zatanna who gives Chloe and Oliver the two-toned treatment in order for them to realize their budding feelings for each other. Based on a Chlollieween prompt by
yhrcmg.Timeline: Season 8 AU starting after Hex, samples events from Odyssey.
Thanks to:
alxnhnt22 for the banner.Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5
Part 6
Chloe leaned her head against the headrest, staring at the sky as Oliver took off in the white convertible. It, the sky, wasn’t different, but for a few minutes, it soothed her as they headed off to Crater Lake.
To the town’s lover’s lane, with Oliver.
She had to laugh at that, wondering where on earth Zatanna got the idea that Crater Lake was anything like that, not to mention sending her and Oliver there. Then again, if this place, and Zatanna’s plan made sense, they wouldn’t be here.
Seeing the trees replace the familiar buildings, Chloe peered over at Oliver, who was simply looking ahead as he drove on. “How do you even know where you’re going?” She asked, thinking she had a valid point, but Oliver gave her a concerned eye before pointing his finger towards her side of the road. Sitting properly, Chloe noticed in front of her a sign dictating the distance, albeit small, to their destination. “This was not on the map in class.”
Oliver chuckled as he turned the wheel so the car followed the curve in the road. “You actually pay attention?”
He’d be lying if he said that he cared about what was going on in class. Even though he wanted his parents to be proud, being a model student wasn’t that high on his priority list, not that it mattered. Oliver played along with the charade, providing answers when he zoned into conversation, and he passed the couple of assignments he forced himself to do in the week they were here, which reminded him of the paperwork that he had to do in Metropolis. He could only hope that there wasn't going to be more waiting for him when they got back to Metropolis, but Oliver was in no rush to figure that out. He just hoped that Zatanna knew what she was doing.
Chloe, meanwhile, had just scoffed at his off-handed question, peering out her side of the car as he kept driving. “I figured I might get a clue.”
“From how you talk about Mrs. Albury’s mono-tone, not likely.”
Again, Chloe found her head tilting up, this time out of the frustration of the said mono-tone. “I can’t even imagine taking more than a week of her classes.” Then again, there was also the subject matter of her talks. Let’s just say that Chloe was glad she wasn’t born in these times, for while her life was in limbo professionally-wise, opportunities for women here were slim at best. “I mean, my mom’s the receptionist for your dad and she thinks it’s too forward thinking.”
“How?” Oliver asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he tried to understand the logic. “She’s a teacher.”
“I don’t know, but I’m not wasting my time trying to figure her out. It’s frustrating enough as it is.”
Oliver grinned; reminded of something her cousin had disclosed to him a couple of days ago. “I figured, based on the fact you spent Friday afternoon in the principal office.”
Chloe’s mouth gaped open, but she gave up on trying to hide it. “I’m going to kill Lois.” Hearing Oliver laugh in response, she smacked him on the arm. “This isn’t funny.”
Seeing the turn-off ahead, Oliver did a quick shoulder check, even though he hadn’t seen a car the entire time on the road. “Oh come on, if this is the hypothetical mark on your clean slate, trust me, you’re doing better than the rest of us.” If nothing else, she was miles behind Oliver when it came to deliquent behaviour, but he wasn't about to bring that up as he pulled into Crater Lake.
Both took note of the other cars around, and as the car pulled to a stop, they realized how bad of an idea this was. Oliver looked again to his left, seeing the two cars that joined them on that side, both a fair distance away, but he swallowed hard, knowing there was no way this couldn’t be awkward. The other couples just stared ahead like dolls.
Breaking the silence, he deadpanned, “Well... this isn’t creepy at all.”
Chloe’s mouth opened slowly as she nodded in agreement. Eventually, she sighed, combing her fingers through her hair. “I should have let you cancel.”
Reaching towards the key still in the ignition, Oliver peered in Chloe’s direction. “We can always drive back.”
“No,” she replied, hitting his hand away from the keys before smacking her back against her seat again. “because Lois will hound me thinking I screwed up.”
They maintained silence for a couple more minutes, but Oliver again decided to interject conversation. “We could always go for a walk.”
Chloe’s head jerked back. “What?”
“There are some trails around the lake. Nothing says we have to stay in the car.” Oliver pointed his thumb towards the back of the car. “I also packed a little lunch...we could have a picnic or something.”
“And you decided to tell me this now?”
Undoing the buckle of his seatbelt, Oliver turned to open the door of his car. “It was the back-up plan... eating at the town park.” He walked to the back of the car, opening the trunk and pulling out the old-fashioned picnic basket. “But if you think Lois is going to be picky about where we eat... I suppose we could find a place here.”
Chloe too undid her seatbelt, but she didn’t get out of the car. Instead, she pivoted to face Oliver with narrowed eyes. “You actually considered a back-up plan?”
Oliver just shrugged, walking around to the passenger side of the car. “I figured you’d change your mind about this date.”
Raising an eyebrow, Chloe asked, “Then why did you pick me up?”
Opening her door for her, Oliver held out a hand to Chloe, replying honestly, “This gave us a chance to leave Metroville for awhile... and just be us.”
She stared at his hand, then peered up at Oliver, whose face held a casual smile, so she took it as she rose from her seat. “A solid point... lead the way.”
After leaving the car, Chloe closed her door, but her hand lingered in Oliver’s as he led her towards the path. She could have let go, but the thought never actually crossed her mind. Eventually, she found herself leaning against his side, so Oliver maneuvred his arm to wrap around his shoulders as they stared at the scenery around them on the pathway.
“It’s beautiful here,” Chloe said softly.
Oliver nodded in agreement before peering down to see the overall peace in Chloe’s expression. “Is it like Crater Lake in Kansas?”
At that, Chloe couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Not even close.” This place was more like a dream, almost an intimate paradise, which was fitting considering what Crater Lake was supposed to be according to Metroville.
They took a couple more turns on the trail, almost absent-mindedly as the soothing nature of the walk took away a reason for logic in their decisions. At the end of their wandering, they came out at a different place at the lake, about a third around from where they started, if Chloe had to guess.
She left Oliver’s hold and looked around, a smile gracing her features. “It’s places like this that make me wish there was colour here.” Being fall, the leaves would be multiple colours, and as beautiful as this place was, colour would only make it more so.
Oliver just stood back as Chloe took off her shoes, her stockings, and dabbled her toes into the lake. It was like looking at a different person, the lighthearted look in her eyes, the way her body language dictated the lack of internal walls put up.
After a minute of splashing the water with her feet, Chloe looked back at Oliver, narrowing her eyes at the odd look on his face. “Are you joining me?”
Oliver shook his head. “I’m fine, thanks.”
Chloe nodded, pursing her lips as she processed his answer. “Chicken.”
“Is that so?” Oliver asked back, mischief in his voice.
“Unless you prove otherwise,” Chloe said with a shrug.
It didn’t take long for Oliver to react, as he shrugged off his jacket, followed by his shoes and socks. “Challenge accepted, Sullivan.”
He walked carefully towards the water, and Chloe watched him closely, not wanting him to catch her off-guard, but that didn’t seem to be his intent. He just stared back at her as the water barely covered his feet.
“See?” she teased him, “Was that so hard?”
“Funny,” Oliver replied as he lifted his toes up and down in the water. “Water’s quite nice.”
With a chuckle, Chloe said sarcastically, “Oh, because nothing else in this town is.” She started to walk further into the lake, but she wasn’t watching where she was going, so before she could catch her balance, she felt herself trip over an abnormally large-sized rock.
Chloe had pushed her arms out to break her fall, but the free-falling sensation didn’t last long. Looking down, she noticed Oliver’s arm wrapped around her stomach, holding her in place.
“You okay?” he asked as he pulled her back up to a standing position.
Turning back towards Oliver, Chloe rolled her eyes, not quite believing that she just did that. “Fine, just a klutz moment.”
Oliver tilted his head towards the shore. “Had enough water fun for today?”
Chloe gave her reply in the form of a grin, and carefully walking around him to get back to the shore. As she approached the sandy beach, she looked down, noticing how much of her skirt had been below the water surface.
“Don’t suppose you have a towel in that basket?” Chloe joked, hearing the water sloshing behind her.
“Just a blanket,” Oliver replied, “you kind of kyboshed the idea of swimming remember?”
“Right.”
"The sun should dry us off though," Oliver quickly pointed out. He had picked up his pace, walking around Chloe to get to the basket first so that he’d have the blanket set out for her by the time she got there.
She was delayed a little to pick up her abandoned footwear, but she looked up in time to see Oliver starting to set up their little beach-side picnic. Chloe had to admit, she felt flattered by the effort he put into this. Maybe because of how awkward it might have been, but Oliver always had this was of relaxing her, no matter where she was. Silently, Chloe thanked Zatanna for bringing Oliver here with her. Company sure made the journey easier, even if she was nowhere nearer to figuring out why they were here.
“After you,” Oliver said, gesturing towards the blanket, so Chloe obliged and sat down, waiting for him to do the same.
From there, they snacked on the sandwiches and fruit Oliver had brought, sipped on the freshly squeezed orange juice that his mom had insisted that he take. The sun was starting to set, but neither of them were in any hurry to move.
Feeling content, Oliver lied down on the blanket, staring up at the sky. He had fun today, he had to admit. It wasn’t much, it wasn’t complicated, but it was the simple entertainment at its finest, something that Oliver barely got to experience. It almost felt like a moment of innocence in a life that Oliver never really got to live.
And that’s when it hit him, that Chloe wasn’t the only one who was busy. Between work and Green Arrow business, Oliver didn’t have a lot of time for himself, or to have fun. While he made the night out at the Ace of Clubs for the guys, he sat by himself, making sure everyone else was okay.
Not even looking at her, Oliver said softly, “We don’t do this a lot, do we?”
Drinking the last of her orange juice before setting it down, Chloe asked back, “What’s that?”
Oliver turned to his side, placing weight on his elbow as he leaned his head against his hand. “Take time off.”
Chloe averted her eyes from him momentarily, her fingers trailing down the blanket. “Is that why you think Zatanna sent us here?”
“It was a theory.”
“She did hear you say that I needed a night off.” Chloe leaned back, her hands facing away from her, as she peered in Oliver’s direction. “Why were you so insistent on that, by the way?”
Oliver considered all of the ways he could answer that question, but he decided that the truth was best at this point. “You spend a lot of time at Isis...”
Hearing Oliver’s voice trail, Chloe shrugged, knowing that he didn’t have to finish his sentence for Chloe to get the message. “I tried having a social life and I saw it blow up in my face.”
“You," Oliver started, but quickly stopped to determine the right words for what he wanted to say. "You just need the right person.”
But all that did was get Chloe to roll her eyes again. “I gave up on the idea of the ‘right person’ a long time ago.”
Except when Oliver said that, he never meant that romantically, so he pressed on. “I’m sure Lois would jump at the chance to spend time with you.” Sitting up, he added, “We could hang out like this in Metropolis.”
“I have fun,” Chloe insisted.
Not wanting to push the subject further, Oliver conceded, “It’s clearly something else, anyway. We would have been back by now if it was.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” Chloe replied quietly, tempted to change the conversation, but the weather did that for her.
The clouds were coming in like Chloe had never seen in her life, and within seconds, rain began to fall down. As it poured down, Oliver sprung up and began to pack up his stuff. Chloe attempted to fold the blanket, but Oliver took it from her hands, followed by him grabbing her hand so they could find refuge from the rain under the trees.
It was decent enough cover, but Chloe remembered a very important fact. “Oliver... your car.”
Oliver cursed internally, remembering that the car was a convertible, so he began to lead her back down the trail they had taken. A few places look familiar, but eventually, he had no idea where he was going.
“Do you remember which way we went?”
Chloe shook her head, but she turned her head and saw a small gazebo not far down the path. She tilted her head, showing Oliver, before she took off to take refuge from the rain. Normally rain didn’t bother her, but she’d prefer to stay dry than go on a wild goose chase.
Oliver followed quickly behind her, figuring whatever damage to the car would already be done, and staying dry seemed like a better option.
“You remember it ever raining here before?” Oliver asked as he shook the rain out of his hair once he got under the roof of the gazebo.
Chloe was as surprised as he was to see this, so she replied honestly. “No.”
“Well,” Oliver said as he set up the blanket on the floor, “we might as well make the most of this.” The blanket wasn’t overly wet, and it provided a warmer seat than the wood floor.
“Good idea.” Chloe sat down nearby, staring as the rain poured around their little shelter, but despite a strong front, she couldn’t resist a single shiver. Some of her lower body was still a little wet, and the wind that had rose up with the rain wasn’t exactly keeping her warm.
But Oliver had seen it, so he picked up his jacket from atop of the jacket and moved himself towards Chloe. He draped it around her shoulders and then reached forward to pull the excess blanket over their legs for warmth.
Initially, Chloe had been surprised by the contact, of the feeling she received as his fingertips barely grazed her shoulders when he gave her his coat. She considered shrugging it off, giving it back, but knowing Oliver, Chloe knew that he’d insist on her wearing it. So she held back, once again leaning against his side, this time for body warmth.
That made it Oliver’s turn to be surprised by the sensation that flowed through his veins, especially when Chloe placed her hand on his knee. But Oliver didn’t back away, instead he pulled her closer, hoping it would help warm her up as the rain kept up around them.
It wasn’t exactly what he had in mind when he had picked up Chloe for this date, but for some reason, Oliver didn’t seem to mind the difference.
Part 7
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on April 7th, 2012 04:22 pm (UTC)That was a beautiful peaceful day, come to think of it it's very unusual for both of them. Glad they had such a time, when they didn't have to worry about anything.
Now I can't think of what happens next, so I'm looking forward to Chapter 7!
Hope you'll update soon! :) :)
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on April 7th, 2012 06:27 pm (UTC)no subject
on April 10th, 2012 10:02 am (UTC)no subject
on April 10th, 2012 06:40 pm (UTC)