Being A Queen

Just Out Of Reach

Title: Being A Queen
Rating: PG-13
Author: Sxymami0909
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Oliver/Chloe
Word Count: 985
Prompt: expensive gifts, shoes from calie15 written for the Chlollie Spring Fling Prompts



The elevator chimed and Chloe made her way into the apartment with a sigh. It was after six and she was exhausted. She’d been at the Register since eight that morning and was beyond glad to finally be home. She dropped her folder on the bench in the hallway and kicked off her heels.

She glanced to her right and took note of the boxes that had been piling up there for the last few days. She and Oliver had decided to stay at his Star City penthouse until the Queen Manner was ready to move into and Oliver had slowly but surely been packing up the penthouse in preparation for the move.

Chloe made her way down the hallway when she didn’t see him in the kitchen or the living room. “Ollie?” She saw the light on in his office and figured when he didn’t answer he was in there. She walked towards the room and stopped in the doorway leaning against the doorframe.

He glanced up and smiled at her as he motioned toward the phone and rolled his eyes. She grinned and pointed to the bedroom signaling that she’d be right back. He nodded waving her off and she pushed away from the door and headed into their bedroom.

When she flicked on the light she paused at the two wrapped boxes on the bed. She frowned and took a few steps forward until she could reach forward and grab one. She glanced down as she turned one box around in her hand and noticed her name scrawled across it in Oliver’s messy script.

Chloe glanced towards the doorway where she could still hear him on his call before turning back to the box in her hand. She carefully unwrapped each box tossing the paper aside before reaching forward and pulling off the top to the first box.

Her eyes widened when she saw what was inside. It was a pair of black Jimmy Choo heels lying side by side in the white box. She reached in, pulled them out and examined them closely. They were gorgeous. Lightweight, high, and very much something she’d wear.

She placed them back in the box carefully before putting them on the bed and opened the other box. She slipped her hand in the opening and pulled out a pair of olive green Manolo Blahnik’s . The heels themselves looked almost like they were custom made…but that wasn’t possible…was it?

The feel of two strong arms wrapping around her waist from behind knocked her from her thoughts. Oliver placed a quick kiss against her neck before speaking. “Hey there Sidekick, how was your day?” Her brows furrowed and she turned in his arms still clutching one green heel in her hand.

“It was fine, what are these?” He arched an eyebrow humor in his voice. “Shoes?” Chloe rolled her eyes and gave him a reprimanding look. “Oliver…” He sighed and shrugged. “Things have been kind of rough on you lately, but you’ve handled everything really well, so I thought I’d show my appreciation and get you something nice.”

Chloe motioned towards the shoes on the bed. “Ollie, these shoes can probably feed a small country…I can’t keep these.” He frowned and took a step back from her. “Chloe we’ve been over this. We’re married now…if I want to drop a few thousand dollars on shoes for my wife I should be able to do that.”

Chloe gaped at him before putting the shoe in question back in the box and letting out a long breath. “You know I’m uncomfortable with extravagant gifts Oliver. It’s just so much money and I don’t want you spending it all on me. I have my own money…I don’t want our relationship to be about that.”

Oliver groaned as he moved back and leaned against the wall. “Chloe you’re the one making it about money. You’re my wife….I wanted to do something nice for you. Most women would have just said thank you. You need to get over this whole money thing…seriously.”

He gave her a stern look as he continued speaking. “It really bothers me that you won’t carry the credit card I had ordered for you and it bugs the hell out of me that you still check the price tags on everything. Haven’t you realized by now that I don’t care what the price is? I want you to have everything you want, trust me Professor we’re nowhere near destitute.”

Chloe could see the irritation on his face and the hurt he was trying to hide behind that. She took a few steps forward and placed her arms around his midsection as she looked up at him while speaking softly. “I’m sorry…I love the shoes…they’re gorgeous. I just…I’m not used to having so much money to spend frivolously. Go easy on me okay? I don’t need expensive things to be happy. I’m quite happy with just you.”

Oliver gave her half a grin and rolled his eyes as he pulled her closer. “Oh Sidekick, what am I gonna do with you?” She gave him a cheeky grin. “Love me?” He chuckled. “Ain’t that the truth. Okay…no more extravagant gifts if you promise me every once in a while you’ll use the black card and buy yourself something, because it’s going to look incredibly weird when my wife’s credit card statement comes in every month and it’s way less than mine.”

He laughed lightly. “People will think I budget you or something.” She chuckled and placed a light kiss on his lips. “Deal.” He nodded and captured her lips again before pulling back and slapping her ass playfully, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he motioned towards the bed with a nod.

“Good, now that that’s cleared up, why don’t you go try on you new heels for me and let’s see if we can’t break them in…”

Being A Queen: Chloe Finally Uses Her Black Card