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#not me writing 20k to unpack 'that's what friends are for' in all its glory
searidings · 3 years
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they don’t love you like i love you
They lie to each other all the time.
Not real lies, of course. Not about the big stuff. One superhero-side-hustle-reveal was quite enough to shake the bedrock of their trust hard enough to frighten them away from ever doing it again. So there’s no real lies, no secrets anymore.
It’s just the little stuff, now. Sometimes when Kara checks up on whether she’s eaten lunch, Lena may embellish the triple shot Americano she’d mainlined between conference calls into something more resembling a nutritious meal. When Kara sends a snap of herself wearing a new baby blue button up in an over-lit dressing room, Lena replies with a forced-casual looks great! instead of the I want to lick your biceps through that shirt that would be closer to an honest response. Once when her best friend suggested a hot yoga class after work, Lena had pretended to immediately come down with a nasty cold if only to avoid the devastation of witnessing Kara Danvers in a sports bra.
For the most part it’s harmless. But with all of that said, there’s a particular one of Kara’s little lies that really gets under Lena’s skin. It niggles because it feels a little too analogous to the First Lie, the Big Lie. Because Kara lies about it as if Lena is oblivious, as if her flimsy excuses in any way mask the reality of the situation. As if Lena is stupid enough to accept it blindly.
And if there’s one thing Lena Luthor, with her four degrees and Mensa certification, is not, it’s stupid.
So here, now, pulled fully into Kara’s lap as they recline on her couch in front of a Planet Earth marathon, one of the blonde’s hands carding through Lena’s loose hair while the other strokes lightly over the jut of her hip bone through her borrowed sweats, Lena is just about ready to call bullshit on Kara’s most blatant, most frequent little lie.
There is just no way that this is what friends are for.
it is possible, lena will concede, that kara likes her as more than a friend. it's also possible that kara's just a naturally handsy person and lena is hopelessly deluded. clearly, there's only one way to find out the truth: through rigorous scientific observation.
21k, one shot, disgustingly fluffy
read it here on ao3
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