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LUTHOR MANOR is not a manor at all, but the Luthors love to be dramatic. Lena openesthe windows because the cottage smells like dust since the place was empthy the last, what, five years? Last time Lena have been here she was a teen and this was her getaway from boarding school (and Lex's drama).

“Okay,” Lena's voice comes muffling from next room and Kara stops what she's doing to go see. She finds Lena head inside the fireplace.

“Lena?” Madra's ears perks, but doesn't move from where he is, near Lena. Always near Lena.

“Kara, hey, the fireplace needs cleaning,” she says, head still in the fireplace. “Do you think you can-”

Kara's already on the roof and back before Lena can finish.

“Yes, okay, good.” She claps her hands to clean them. “Once we start a fire this place will warm up in no time.”

“What can I do?”” Kara asks and waits and frowns. She knows that look.

“Start the fire, I'll bring the food.”

Food turns out to be bread and stew and chedar cheese and Kara's about to cry when Lena laughs and is that a Big Mac?

“When? How? Lena!” She grabs the burger, afraid that it will disappear. Madra takes a few steps towards her and Kara's not proud, she's not, but she snaps at him. “No!”

“Jesus, Kara,” Lena laughs, but goes to comfort the pup. “He's just a wee boy, no need to eat the head off of him.”

“I'm sorry,” she is. “I'm so sorry, Madra, but...burger.”

Lena laughs again and hides her face to Madra's fur, whispering sweet noghtings to his ear until his tail is up and wagging, then she's kissing him softly, making Kara's heart beat faster inside her chest.

“He can have some,” she says weakly because she doesn't want to share her precious burger, but Lena loves Madra and Kara loves Lena so...

“I didn't bought just one burger,” Lena's voice comes muffled, face still hidden in Madra's fur and Kara is, maybe, a little jealous. “I know how much you love food, but Kara, you need to do something with your obsession over burgers. Every other corner is a Burger King or a McDonald and you're behaving as if you haven't seen a burger in ages.”

She's mocking her. Lena is moching her, Kara can hear the smile in her words, but she pouts (even if Lena can't see her) and says, “What can I say? I'm just a simple American girl.”

“Yeah, a simple American girl from Krypton,” Lena mocks yet again, but Kara is more than glad to note that there is not a single hint of anger in her voice. The last few months were hard, especially to Lena, but it seems that they are finally moving forward.

Much, much later, the sun is long gone and the fireplace warms and lights the room, Kara thinks that perhaps she shouldn't had that sixth burger because she feels heavy and lazy and nostalgic. This is nice, being with Lena alone in a cottage in the middle of nowhere in Ireland is nice, but she misses Alex and her apartment.

She miss flying.

Saving people.

(This is a dream and dreams don't last forever.)

“Do you think I should grow my bangs?”

“Yes.”

“Wow, you don't even think of it.”

“Kara,” Lena says from the opposite corner of the couch, “People change their hair when they want to make a change in their lives and after the year you had I don't blame you.”

“What 'bout you?”

Silence. Then, “I'm leaning towards a mohawk.”

“Don't you dare!”

They both laugh and after a while they fell in a comfortable silence, enough that food drunk Kara starts to doze off when she hears Lena stand up, almost falls asleep again when the sound of a bottle opening and the smell of whiskey hits her nose and sleep is the last thing on her mind.

“Lena,” she's alert now, more alert that she's been in the fight with Leviathans, ready to fight whatever demons torture Lena.

Lena pours two fingers of whiskey in a glass full with ice (Kara has seen Lena drink enough times to know that her friend likes her whiskey straight), “I'm grand, Kara. I'm in a good place.”

Kara swallows hard; she's worried as hell, but she also has to start trust Lena. Lena is a Luthor and Luthors, like it or not, like their secrets. Kara had as a hard time to accept that as Lena had a hard time to accept that her best friend is Supergirl. Lena takes a sip, walks back to the couch, looks her spot and then sits next to Kara.

She sits right next to Kara.

She sits so close to Kara that her thighs touch.

“You don't have to worry about me.”

Kara, who has come to hate the smell of whiskey on Lena's breath, shakes her head. Not worrying about Lena? Imposible.

“My father was an alcoholic,” Lena confess looking at the fireplace, avoiding Kara's eyes and Kara lets her. “He could be a violent drunk and he could be a lovely drunk, and after a while we learned – Lex and I- which drunk we would face.”

Kara stares at her, the need to hug Lena and never let her go stronger than ever, but she can hear the steady beat of her heart and knows that Lena don't need to be saved, not today. Today she's her own heroine.

“I really love the taste of whiskey,” she looks at Kara and nods in emphasis. “And I admit that I sometimes...most of the times, I abuse it instead of use it, especially the months after, you know.”

Yes, Kara does know. “You scared me.”

“I know,” she says soft enough that if Kara didn't had powers she wouldn't hear her. Lena takes a big breath, exhales. “Okay, since you're awake now and I'm bored, how about a game of chess?”

“How about no? I've seen your trophies, nuh uh.”

“And I've seen the Fortress of Solitude, Kryptonian, don't play dump with me.”

And that's how Kara ends up opposite side of Lena taking whites.

“You're blonde, I'm brunette, you play whites.” Lena commands and Kara obeays.

It takes Kara five minutes to make a move and somehow Lena manages to keep a straight face while she waits. Five minutes and three seconds later is Kara's turn again.

“You're overthinking it,” Lena accuse.

“You're like a grandmaster that can see five moves ahead, sorry if I want to think my moves first.”

Lena laughs and takes a sip from her watered down whiskey.

“You're cruel, Luthor, making fun of me.”

“Stop whinning, Kryptonian, and make a damn move.”

Thirty minutes later, Kara asks, “In how many moves do I lose?”

And Lena answers, “Ten if you move your knight, twelve if you take my rook with your bishop.”

“Well, shoot,” Kara bites her lip. “If only Lex and Clark played a game then maybe we would had avoid so much drama.”

Lena laughs again, deep and rich, and Kara loves that sounds.

She loves it!

“I'm a mess, Kara,” Lena says when she sobers. “I have so many issues I need to work through, but I really want to kiss you.”

“Oh.”

“I know it's not fair. I know. I took you away from your friends and fam-”

Kara doesn't let her finish.

In the blink of an eye she's there, inches away from Lena, and she hopes she didn't scare Lena, but all thoughts are gone because Lena is kissing her and she just melts into the kiss. They kiss until Lena gasps for breath, lips wet and a little swollen, cheeks red and eyes dark with hunger.

“Your move, Kryptonian.”

#supercorptober2020 #supercorp #lena luthor #kara danvers #madra the wee dog #unbeta'd #I was homeless for a while and without internet access #but now I'm back #and I'll finish the prompts #no matter how late I am #tw: drinking #tw: alcholism

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