Couple days late but this one kinda got out of hand haha. This is my first attempt at an AU! This was originally just meant to be a one-shot, but now I’m debating if I want to make it a multi-chapter. Maybe I'll even use a few more of the monthly prompts to keep the story going. Let me know what you think - do you want to see more of their story or not?
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Supercorptober Day 13: “Spice”
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Lena’s stomach lets out a loud and insistent growl as she walks down the sidewalk away from the Chinese restaurant she’s just left, bag of takeout in hand. That’s what I get for skipping lunch, she thinks to herself. Remembering the crab rangoons she had added to her order at the last minute, she stops when she reaches the nearest bus stop, using the metal bench to set her bag on so she can pull out a few crispy bites of crab and cream cheese deliciousness. She knows they’re not exactly healthy and she probably shouldn’t be eating them, but today has been a very long day. Hell, it’s been a long week, so Lena deserves to indulge herself just a little.
Reaching into her bag, she’s surprised to find not one, but two orders of crab rangoons. That’s odd, I’m certain I only ordered one. Lena’s brow furrows in confusion as she checks her receipt, where sure enough, it only lists one order of the wontons. Too tired to overthink it though, she just shrugs her shoulders and assumes the restaurant must have simply made a mistake and accidentally given her extra. Maybe it’s the universe’s way of making up for this god-awful day. But as she starts to pull out her food, she catches a glimpse of the plastic to-go box at the bottom filled with what is decidedly not chicken and broccoli. She pulls it out to take a closer look and she immediately recognizes the dark red peppers and pungent aroma currently assaulting her nostrils. If her memory is correct, the offensive dish before her is none other than szechuan chicken, a ridiculously spicy excuse for food that her friend Sam practically lived on at the end of her pregnancy with Ruby, claiming that its extra spiciness would help induce labor sooner. When Sam continued to voluntarily eat the dish well after giving birth, Lena simply had to accept the fact that her best friend had managed to burn all her taste buds off and couldn’t actually taste the atrocity she was so willing to consume.
Well fuck. This is very clearly someone else’s order. And the universe clearly has a sick sense of humor, Lena thinks to herself, shaking her head and rolling her eyes at the sky as if it could understand her. With a frustrated sigh, Lena packs all the food back into the bag and grudgingly begins her trek back to the restaurant, her empty stomach grumbling in protest the entire way.
There is thankfully no one at the register when she arrives, so she carefully schools her features to hide her irritation, and approaches the counter with a practiced smile.
“Pardon me, but there seems to be a problem with my order. You see, there are two orders of crab rangoons here, and I only ordered one. And I was given what appears to be szechuan chicken, but I actually ordered -”
“Chicken and broccoli?” A woman who Lena didn’t see enter the restaurant behind her interrupts her mid sentence. Lena turns around to see who the voice belongs to, but what she is not expecting is to suddenly find herself face to face with an insanely attractive woman. She’s a full head taller than Lena with broad shoulders and an athletic build - not overly muscular but toned enough for the sleeves of her navy button-down to be tight around her biceps, and for Lena to be able to see the definition of her calf muscles under her skinny jeans. Soft golden blonde curls are swept up in a ponytail, and behind a pair of black framed glasses are the bluest eyes Lena has ever seen.
Lena blames the combination of being both tired and hungry (it has nothing, absolutely nothing to do with how long she has been single), but she is suddenly struggling to form coherent sentences. Thankfully, she somehow manages to stutter out a reply. “Uh, um, oh yeah, I mean yes, that’s correct. How did you..?” She trails off, gesturing towards her bag of food on the counter and back towards the unfairly gorgeous stranger, eyebrows knit together in confusion.
The blonde holds up her own bag in response, beaming a blinding smile full of perfect white teeth, and good god if Lena thought this woman was beautiful before… There is absolutely no way she is possibly single, just look at her! Probably as straight as they come, too. Lena tries to reel her rampant thoughts in, after all this is just some random person she will never see again. She just needs to get her food and go home.
“Luckily I live close by, so I came back as soon as I saw my order was wrong,” the woman starts to explain. “Broccoli is the devil’s food - only thing worse is kale. There’s no way I’d intentionally order this for myself.” She scrunches her face up in disgust momentarily and then her scowl is replaced with another dazzling smile. “So yeah, looks like you got mine and I got yours. Here.” She hands her bag out to Lena to take, so Lena quickly gathers the other bag off the counter to complete the swap.
“Broccoli is the devil’s food, huh?” Lena raises an eyebrow in the blonde’s direction as she quickly checks inside the newly acquired bag to make sure everything is correct this time. “I could say the same about your preferred tastes - or lack thereof, since I don’t see how anyone with functioning taste buds could eat something that spicy.”
“Pshhh! This? Spicy? Please, this is barely a two on the spicy scale.” The woman quirks her own eyebrow in response, her lips curling into an impish grin.
“Oh no, don’t tell me you’re one of those people who likes doing those ridiculous challenges, what’s the one everyone is doing now?” Lena moves her hand around in a vague gesture. “Oh right, the one chip challenge.” She finishes with a subtle, but not unnoticeable eyeroll, momentarily thinking about how Sam and this person of questionable taste would probably get along splendidly.
“Guilty as charged.” The blonde shrugs then tilts her head and levels a scrutinizing look towards Lena. “And let me guess, you’re one of those people who like to eat all super healthy and what not, like you probably keep a bunch of green stuff in your fridge.” She shudders slightly at the end of her sentence, and Lena isn’t sure if she should be amused by this woman’s childish distaste for vegetables, or if she should be offended with whatever deity lets her look like that on a diet seemingly devoid of healthy food.
“If by green stuff you mean vegetables, then yes, my fridge is usually well stocked with them - broccoli and kale included. I guess that makes me the devil then,” Lena teases with a smirk and a wink. Her stomach chooses that moment to let out a discontented grumble, suddenly reminding her that she is in fact, still very hungry, and still has to make the trek back to her apartment before she can eat. “On that note, I really should be going. Thanks for returning my food.”
“Of course, you too. It was nice to meet you - uh…?” The woman tilts her head with a quizzical expression on her face, clearly hoping for Lena to fill in the blank.
She acquiesces with a small smile. “Lena.”
“Lena. That’s a really nice name. I’m Kara by the way.” The blonde - Kara - sticks her free hand out in a handshake. Not wanting to be rude, Lena reaches out to return the handshake. Kara’s hand is warm in Lena’s, and her grip is firm but gentle. Lena tries not to think too hard about how nice it feels.
“Nice to meet you, Kara.” Lena nods her head politely and is about to walk out the door of the restaurant when Kara speaks up again.
“Oh, hey, uhh Lena? I know you said you needed to go, but I was thinking I might just grab a table here and eat, would you.. would you maybe want to join me?” Kara rocks on her heels as she speaks, then ducks her head to look at the floor. She reaches her hand up to scratch the side of her neck before looking back up at Lena with a shy smile. Then her eyes go wide for a second as another thought crosses her mind. “Unless you have someone waiting for you of course! I wouldn’t want to keep you from getting home to them.”
Lena can’t help but notice Kara’s sudden change in demeanor, the playful confidence from minutes ago gone, the blonde now being adorably awkward - though Lena is not entirely sure why. She eyes her curiously before answering, “No, I don’t have anyone waiting for me.” She glances warily between the door and Kara, debating her best course of action. Does she head home to her very empty, lonely apartment, or does she take a chance on a complete (albeit extremely attractive) stranger? Lena juts her chin out and raises an inquisitive brow. “I don’t know…Why would you want me to eat with you anyway? We hardly know each other.”
“Well I, uh, I was hoping we could change that.” Kara bites her lower lip and looks at Lena with those bright blue eyes so full of hope, and she is really struggling with a reason not to stay. Kara fiddles with her glasses a bit, pushing them further up on her nose even though they don’t actually seem to need adjusting. “And umm, also because I think you’re really pretty.”
Lena can see the tips of Kara’s ears turn bright red even as she herself feels the heat of her own cheeks turning a matching shade, and oh. She just asked me to eat with her and she thinks I’m pretty…ohhh. As the pieces click together in her mind, Lena feels a rush of giddiness - like she’s a teenager with a silly crush all over again - and she can barely suppress the ridiculous grin threatening to give away her emotions. Doing her best to keep her facial expressions relatively neutral, she cocks her head and taps a finger against her chin in mock consideration. “Well, when you put it that way…”
Kara’s eyes light up with excitement. “Sooo that’s a yes?”
“I suppose you’ve convinced me.” She lets out an exaggerated sigh, followed immediately by a wink and a coy smile. “Just keep that spicy monstrosity of yours to yourself.”
Her snarky comment elicits a scoff and a chuckle from the other woman. “Deal, as long as you keep your devil broccoli to yourself.”
Lena can’t help but laugh at her response, and a wide smile stretches across her face. And then Kara looks at her with a big goofy lopsided grin, eyes crinkling with delight, and not only is it the most adorable thing she has ever seen, it’s also the moment that Lena just knows she’s about to be smitten.
Sam is going to give her so much shit for this.
Definitely worth it.
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