Help 5

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A/N: I am so sorry about the long wait. I hated when people did that and now I'm a big huge hypocrite. But, I really am sorry. It just my computer broke on me and Best Buy had it the whole time and I just got it back last week.

Clark held Oliver close to his chest. He kissed his head and rubbed his back. Maybe about 10 minutes later, Ollie had calmed down somewhat. Clark picked him up in his arms and carried him to the bathroom. He placed the blonde on the edge of the tub and looked his boyfriend in the eyes. "Ollie, I need you to get undressed for me." Oliver's eyes went wide. "Hey, calm down. I just want to clean you up. You know you'll feel better after you get cleaned up." Clark smiled at him. Oliver nodded and stood slowly. He watched as Clark turned on the shower. He stripped himself and got into the shower.

Clark stepped in behind him. He leaned into him and felt Clark's hand come up and rub circles over his chest. He moaned as Clark ran fingers through his hair. He felt Clark reach out to grab the shampoo bottle. The brunette lathered it in his blonde locks. He turned Ollie so they were facing each other. Clark tilted his head back and rinsed the suds out. The brunette pulled his lover close. Oliver leaned his forehead against his shoulder. "I'm gonna take care of you." Clark's whispered promise rang in his ear. "I know." Oliver said, the words small. But, the trust in them was immeasurable. He turned him slowly and rubbed the conditioner through his hair and then rinsed it out the same. He pressed a kiss against Ollie's forehead before turning the water off and stepping out. Oliver shivered at the loss of contact.

Clark grabbed towels from the closet as he quickly pulled on sweatpants and quickly wrapped one towel around Ollie's waist and the other around his shivering shoulders. He felt Oliver lean heavily against him. "Come on, I need to take care of your arm." He picked him up in his arms and carried him to the bedroom. He sat Oliver on the bed and grabbed the first aid kit from the nightstand. They were stocked randomly all over the penthouse. Oliver let the towel drop from around his shoulders. Clark wiped an antiseptic cloth over the wound. He then grabbed a bandage and wrapped it around Oliver's wound. He handed him a t-shirt to put on and cleaned up as the blonde pulled the shirt on.

When he looked back up, Oliver was looking at him with a lost expression. Like, he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, or he wasn't even sure how to feel. Clark got up on the bed and sat cross-legged as he leaned against the headboard. Oliver looked at him, still lost. "Come here, baby." Clark said as he opened his arms and smiled. Oliver only took a second before he understood. Then, he smiled weakly as he crawled onto his boyfriend's lap and into his embrace. A hand stroked through his hair and he snuggled closer. Oliver lifted his head and kissed Clark full on the lips. Clark pulled Oliver closer and ran a hand up and down his back.

Clark broke the kiss gently as he pulled away slowly. His hands cupped Oliver's cheeks. The blonde looked at him. Clark could see the exhaustion in his eyes. He kissed Oliver's forehead and rolled him so they were laying on their sides and they were chest to chest. Oliver's head was pressed against his shoulder and he tangled their legs and he ran his hands up and down Oliver's back. The blonde sighed against him and gripped an arm around his waist as he turned so, Clark was on his back and Ollie could rest his head on the brunette's chest.

"Sleep, Baby." Clark soothed. "I'll be here." Oliver let out a shuddering breath and relaxed completely against his lover. He gripped him tighter and yawned, shortly. Clark pulled the comforter over them and tucked them both in. Oliver squirmed a little and finally let himself drift off as Clark started humming in his ear.