Of Battle Wounds and Birthmarks

Banner By: Andrea
Title: Of Battle Wounds and Birthmarks
Rating: PG-13
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Oliver/Chloe Clark, Bart, Victor, AC
Word Count: 1355
Prompt: “Clark lets it slip by accident that he knows where Chloe’s birthmark is.” from Whitequeen15written for the Summer Chlolliefest



Chloe stood at the computer screen decoding the files they’d intercepted a few hours ago while she listened to the guys talking while shoveling food into their mouths.

“This is from that time Lex got the drop on me. It happened after stretch burst through the glass. A shard of it must have nicked me.”

Victor rolled his eyes at Bart as he pulled one of his sleeves up exposing a nasty looking scar on his arm.

“Please, now this right here, this is a scar. Better than that puny thing you got there.”

Oliver chuckled and shook his head. The team was lounging leisurely around Watchtower. They’d just got back from a successfully completed mission and decided to hang around and have dinner at the tower. The only people missing were Dinah and J’onn, who were out of town on League business.

Oliver caught sight of A.C.’s frown as the younger man cut into the conversation.

“I’ve got one too. See?”

Clark stopped eating and followed Victor and Bart’s gaze toward A.C.’s leg. Seconds later Bart snorted as he waved the taller man away.

“That’s not a scar, that’s a birthmark. Nice try though.”

“Dude…birthmarks so count. They’re unique too.”

Victor leaned back and shook his head as he took another bite of his pizza, swallowing before he spoke.

“No they aren’t. We all have birthmarks, Clark doesn’t count.”

Clark rolled his eyes as Bart shook his head, eyes falling on Chloe.

“Not true. Chloelicious doesn’t have any. Believe me I’ve checked out those arms and legs enough times to know.”

Chloe turned away from the console and towards Bart, amusement on her face. He sent a wink her way before shoving another slice of pizza into his mouth. She sighed at his lack of manners, opened her mouth, but was cut off by Clark’s voice.

“That’s not true. Chloe has a birthmark.”

Clark brought the cup of soda to his lips taking a long sip. It took him a minute to realize the room had gone silent. He glanced up and the first thing he saw was a pair of angry brown eyes. It was then he realized what he’d just said.

Clark gulped and chanced a look in Chloe’s direction. Her brows were furrowed a look of confusion covering her face. Oliver’s annoyed voice broke the silence.

“How do you know Chloe has a birthmark?”

Clark rubbed the back of his neck and frowned, saying the only thing that came to mind.

“Well, how do you know she has one?”

Oliver cocked a brow, tensing as his fists clenched at the implication of Clark’s words.

“We’re sleeping together so it makes sense that I would know, but you already knew that. Are you trying to tell me that’s how you know too? Did you sleep with Chloe?”

Chloe let out a startled noise as she glared at Oliver.

"Ollie!"

He frowned at her.

“What?”

Clark shook his head.

“No, no of course not.”

“Then how do you know?”

Chloe moved around so she was standing next to Oliver’s chair arms crossed over her chest. Clark gave her a pleading look and she shook her head.

“Don’t give me that look. I’m not getting you out of this one mainly because I’d like to know the answer to his question also.”

Clark let out a nervous chuckle as the boys looked on with interest.

“Uh…well…I mean there was sorta this one time…okay maybe two times back in high school…”

“High school?”

He winced at the tone of Chloe’s voice and elaborated.

“Red K incidents. I might have…sneaked a peak with my x-ray vision.”

Chloe gaped at him.

“Twice?”

His puppy eyes met hers, but her demeanor just hardened as she spoke warning in her voice.

“Clark…”

He sighed, gaze shifting toward Oliver briefly before looking back at Chloe.

“Remember when you were infected with that parasite?”

She gave him a thoughtful look before nodding.

“Well I caught a glimpse of it in the back of Pete’s car.”

Chloe open and closed her mouth a few times before pinching the bridge of her nose.

“And you never told me this why?”

“Because I was trying to avoid the awkwardness of our current conversation.”

She opened her mouth right as Oliver spoke.

“Do you sneak a lot of peaks?”

The tone of Oliver’s voice told Clark to tread lightly.

“What? I mean no of course not…”

“You don’t sound sure.”

He shifted in his seat and tilted his head slightly to the side as if listening to something.

“I think Lois is calling me.”

“Nice try Boy Scout. Have you done it since Chloe and I started seeing each other?”

Clark was debating on whether or not to tell the truth. Chloe had at one point been his best friend, but ever since their friendship had dwindled he’d been able to take a step back and see her in a new light. Clark loved Lois, but that didn’t mean he never checked out other women.

Chloe on occasion being one of those other women. It’s not like he was being a perv and looking at her naked. Her taste in lingerie had just…gotten a bit more provocative since she started seeing Oliver. So maybe every so often he let his eyes wander.

Completely harmless really, at least he’d thought so. His hesitation in answering had Oliver standing up slowly. Clark let out a breath, following suit and held up a hand.

“Now Oliver--”

“Clark if I were you I’d run before I take out one of those nifty little kryptonite weapons my girlfriend designed and shove it--”

Chloe held a hand to Oliver’s chest as she spoke.

“Okay, break it up you two.”

Clark and Oliver glared at each other as the team watched in amusement as their fellow crime fighters faced off. Chloe let out an irritated sigh.

“Seriously guys, stop. It’s done and over with okay. It was a long time ago. Besides after the whole incident at the McDougal Inn are you really angry about him using his x-ray vision in high school?”

Clark’s glared turned to Chloe.

“Gee thanks for reminding him about that Chlo, it sure is appreciated.”

Oliver’s folded his arms over his chest.

“That’s right, I’m still mad about that too. You know what Clark; maybe you should just erase all memories of Chloe naked from your memory bank. I know it would make me feel better.”

The guys were staring at the three of them in shock.

“Stretch saw Chloelicious naked? When? Where was I?”

“Easier said than done,” mumbled Clark.

Oliver shot daggers in his direction.

“What was that?”

“Nothing I should probably get going I told Lois I’d meet up with her to discuss a story pitch or something.”

Oliver nodded.

“Good idea.”

He nodded in the direction of the guys and then glanced at Chloe when Oliver’s indignant voice cut off whatever he was about to say.

“Don’t look at her.”

Clark averted his eyes, hands held high in a surrender gesture as he mumbled another goodbye and disappeared with a gush of wind. Bart smirked as he moved to the edge of his seat, his voice breaking the tension in the room.

“Sooo…where exactly is this birthmark?”

A.C. nodded as Victor spoke.

“Inquiring minds want to know…”

Chloe rolled her eyes and rubbed Oliver’s arm lightly. He huffed like a child and gripped her hand pulling her in the direction of the back room while speaking over his shoulder.

“Her cheek.”

Bart frowned and called out to them.

“I don’t see anything on her cheek.”

Oliver opened the door motioning for Chloe to make her way in as he glanced toward Bart with a wicked smirk on his face.

“Not that cheek.”

Chloe slapped his chest lightly and gave him a disapproving look before they both disappeared from view; three sets of eyes following them. Bart licked his lips while grinning as A.C.’s mouth was wide open and Victor spoke.

“Well damn…never thought I’d be envious of Boy Scout…”

Two heads nodded in agreement while speaking in unison.

“Amen to that.”