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cinnonym · 3 years

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with those holiday greetings and gay happy meetings (when friends come to call)

Written for Day 12 - Gifts of 12 Days of Supercorp @supercorpbb

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“I was handling the situation.”

To anyone else, Lena’s voice might sound crisp as ever, but Kara’s super hearing picked up on the slight tremor in her words just like it picked up on her elevated heart rate. For all her bravado – and judging from the impressive array of weaponry strewn all over the plateau, there must have been a lot of bravado involved in stalling the villains until Supergirl’s arrival – Lena’s nerves did seem to have taken quite a blow.

Not that Kara could blame them. After all, the aforementioned weaponry included, among others, enough explosives to bomb National City into ashes twice over, several tanks of what looked like poison gas, and was that a nuke that the SWAT team was dissembling? Jeez.

There was a zero point zero chance that Lena could have held her ground all alone, with only a gun and her trademark Luthor smirk to protect her. But Kara wasn’t going to tell her that. Not when Lena was cradling said gun a little too tight to appear fully at ease. Not when her smirk stretched a little too manically over her lips at this point. Not when it made Kara’s own legs shake just to think about the possibility of Lena hurt, Lena bleeding, Lena –

Kara swallowed, hard, banishing the unwelcome pictures to the back of her mind. Only then did she turn around to bombard Lena with her best Supergirl smile, the one that said nothing of the secret persona behind the hero, of the shaken best friend.

“Of course, Ms Luthor,” she said, lightly in a way she barely felt. “In fact, I just flew by to wish you a merry Christmas. The villain-capturing happened almost by accident.”

Yes. Humour was the best way to fight horror scenarios. Humour, possibly in combination with the surprised laugh that bubbled out of Lena as if she couldn’t help it.

“Why thank you, Supergirl. How thoughtful. But please, call me Lena.”

Kara felt her grin grow more genuine by the second, more effortless with every glimmer of fear getting blotted out by mirth in Lena’s eyes. She allowed herself to relax a little. The danger was banned, and Lena was fine. Lena was laughing, and her effect remained unchanged, whether Kara now wore the cape or not.

“Lena,” she smiled, exaggerating a bow. “And, well, anything for my favourite high profile target.”

A trace of red appeared on Lena’s cheeks, delicate enough that it took supervision to make it out. Then she bit her lip.

“Tell me, Supergirl,” she said, smoothing down her hair with a gesture that seemed just a tad too nonchalant to be convincing, “how are you spending Christmas Day?”

Kara swallowed. “Uh… Celebrating, I guess?”

“Alone?”

Something was off about the way Lena examined Kara’s face, like a tracker searching for clues. Kara fought the impulse to look over at Alex, who was supervising the SWAT team a mere stone’s throw away.

“Hmm,” she made non-committally, hoping her tone wouldn’t give the lie away.

But Lena seemed to have lost interest already. She was inspecting her nails now, one by one, the blush still shining faintly on her cheeks.

“Not that I want to invade your privacy too much,” she said carefully, still refusing to look at Kara. “I just wondered if you had someone to be with, on this day, and if not…” – at this she lifted her gaze to meet Kara’s tentatively, almost shyly – “… if you would consider spending it with me.”

Kara’s heart skipped a beat. She thought of Alex and Eliza, accompanying her every Christmas Day since Kara’s landed in their back yard. She though of the decorated loft and the heap of presents waiting for her under the tree. She thought of the three-course meal they would serve later tonight, just the three of them, as it had always been. Then she looked at Lena, and she thought of the Luthor penthouse, cold and empty despite its spectacular view over National City, because even during the holidays, Lena would be alone.

Kara swallowed. Alex would be fine. Eliza would be fine. They would understand.

And so she nodded.

“I would be honoured,” she said, watching as Lena’s entire face lit up even though she tried to hide it, as the uncomfortable tension left her body, and her fingers stopped playing nervously with the ends of her coat. And suddenly nothing else mattered.

***

For someone who probably spent almost as much time at work as Kara did, Lena made surprisingly mean mince pies. It was a small miracle, but there were what felt like hundreds of them, piled on every surface the sleek penthouse kitchen had to offer, in mouth-watering displays of architectural skill. Kara’s eyes were bulging, but Lena only shrugged.

“Stress-baking,” she said, as if she hadn’t just opened the gates to paradise, “eat as many as you like, please.”

Kara let her eyes flutter close as the first taste hit her tongue, sweet with just the right measure of spice. She moaned. “You will regret this…”

The red crept into Lena’s cheeks like a thief. She tilted her head. “I doubt it.”

“No, for real.” Kara licked a smudge of powdered sugar off her thumb. “These are divine. I feel like I could die happy, knowing this was the last thing I’ve tasted on this earth.”

Lena’s blush intensified. She reached for a pie herself, fiddling a little with the edge. “Well, please don’t die anyway. It would make for a dreadful Christmas gift.”

“We can’t have that,” Kara grinned.

“No, indeed.”

There was that lip bite again, criminally effective at throwing Kara off her game. She swallowed, busying herself with another mince pie to keep from staring at Lena’s mouth.

“Divine,” she repeated, just to say something, and Lena laughed, short but genuinely, before she leaned over Kara to reach for glasses.

“Red? I have whites, too. Or something else entirely?”

“Yes,” Kara said. Cause it was unfair, really, the way Lena was close enough that Kara could sense the warmth of her body, close enough that she could count the separate lashes around her eyes, close enough that she could feel rather than hear the vibrations of her low chuckle.

“Yes what exactly?”

Kara closed her eyes, forcing her mind to focus. She felt the role of Supergirl slip further away from her every time she looked at Lena, felt Kara Danvers push to the surface with every glance Lena threw her way. The cape was no longer an entire persona but only a piece of fabric. Her hands itched to adjust non-existent glasses. Every fibre of her being longed to embrace Lena, hold Lena, tell Lena – but what would she tell her?

“Red sounds good,” she murmured, fighting the urge to duck her head like only Kara Danvers would.

Lena smirked. “How about this one – it’s firm but surprisingly sweet. Reminds me of someone.”

Kara couldn’t help it – she blushed. “Funny,” she said almost defiantly, as if that could save her at this point, “I could say the same about you.”

“Is that so?” The look Lena shot her over the glasses was equally challenging and amused, and altogether way too breathtaking to still be fair. It was out of pure competitiveness that Kara inhaled anyway.

“Yup,” she made, taking one of the glasses Lena was offering to her, “you pretend to be all dry, but there’s definitely a sweet note underneath. Maybe even soft.”

Lena gasped. “You take that back!”

Kara almost giggled, but caught herself just in time and settled for a grin instead. “Not happening, Lena “Port” Luthor.”

“Potent,” Lena hummed, “I like it.”

“So do I,” Kara said. And finally, it was Lena’s turn to blush.

***

“I hope I’m not keeping you from something,” Lena said, much later, when the sun had set hours ago and the cool dark of the apartment enveloped them like a blanket. Kara’d eaten approximately twenty-two mince pies so far, and was going strong. Lena’d had one, but all the more wine. Not that it was showing in anything beyond a permanent and rather adorable shine on her cheeks.

“Hush,” Kara made. Although she couldn’t get drunk, the past couple of hours had lulled her into a sense of security that she had a hard time remembering to be false. “I’m happy to be here.”

Lena nodded, a small smile on her lips. She dragged a finger over the rim of her wine glass. “I wish I could make you a present though. Beyond the pies.”

“The pies are fine!” Kara sat up from where she was lunging a little too comfortably on the couch. “If anything, I should get you a gift. As a thank you for the invitation.”

“That was not what I meant to imply – “ Lena immediately started to protest, but Kara interrupted her with a touch to her knee.

“I know, I know. But it’s Christmas after all, and I want to get you something. Something nice.”

“You really don’t have to,” Lena said, but she was smiling the softest smile Kara’d ever seen her give anyone but, well, herself. Her heart skipped a beat.

“I want to,” she repeated. And then, because Kara wasn’t supposed to know Lena, wasn’t supposed to have gift ideas for someone whom she’d only met a handful of times, she added: “Is there anything specific you’d like?”

Lena’s smile widened into a grin. She leaned forward conspiratorially, motioning for Kara to come closer, then cupped her cheek to bring her mouth to Kara’s ear.

“I’d like,” she whispered, her breath hot and heady with wine, “for you to surprise me.”

And maybe it was her hand touching Kara’s face, or her lips hovering just above the sensitive spot below Kara’s ear. Maybe it was the challenge in her voice, or the gleam in her eyes when she moved back. Or maybe it was the product of all these factors, and mince pies, and blushes, and the spirit of Christmas around them. Whatever it was, it made Kara forget all about Supergirl. And she leaned in.

She leaned in, Kara Danvers through and through, and she kissed her best friend and crush of two and a half years squarely on the lips. She kissed Lena, and Lena kissed her back, and for a moment or two, everything was perfect.

And then Lena climbed into Kara’s lap, her legs scraping over the stupid skirt and not-so-stupid cape, and Kara realised that although she was kissing Lena, Lena was kissing Supergirl.

And somehow, that made Kara Danvers unspeakably jealous.

She sort of drew back then, slunk away from Lena’s lips, Lena’s touch, Lena’s body that was pressed into her like everything she’d ever dreamed of.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured, not meeting Lena’s eyes, “I can’t…”

She expected Lena to be confused, disappointed, maybe even annoyed. After all, it had been Kara who had initiated the kiss, Kara who’d all but attacked Lena with it. She wouldn’t blame Lena for questioning her choices, judging her behaviour, possibly condemning it. Or, in the very best case, accepting it without further comments, and moving on. Pretending it had never happened.

She did not expect Lena to laugh. But laugh she did, full of mirth and unbridled joy, and a bubbling exaltation that Kara herself was far from feeling.

“Excuse you,” she said somehow affronted but mostly too startled to feel hurt, “Did I miss something or… ?”

Lena’s face softened. “Oh, Kara,” she said, and –

“What?!” Kara exclaimed, all but shooting off the couch until she was hovering, with Lena scrambling not to slip from her lap. “Wait, what did you just say?”

“Oh Kara,” Lena repeated, with a knowing smile and a gentle hand under Kara’s chin, “I am surprised it took you so long.”

“Took me so long?” Kara echoed. Her mind felt like it was signalling error, a string of white flags all flapping over and under each other.

“To kiss me – and to figure out that I recognised you a long time ago.”

“Reco– Huh? You… What? What are you saying?”

“I am saying,” Lena said, and although she was speaking very slowly, Kara had trouble keeping up, “That I know that you are Supergirl. Or well” – she looked at the emblem on Kara’s chest – “that you are Kara Danvers.”

“Huh,” Kara made, dumbfounded.

Lena chuckled. “Yes, well, it turns out that if there are two people in all of National City who look at me like I am worth more than my last name, like I am worth something at all, worth loving – these two people tend to be the same person. Especially if one of them is a secret superhero.”

“Huhhh,” Kara made, somewhat less dumbfounded. “So you are saying you were kissing Kara after all?”

A slight frown appeared between Lena’s eyebrows. “As far as I understood it, she – you – kissed me first. But I suppose that’s how you could say it, yes.”

“Hmm.” Kara grinned, a grin that was equal parts Kara Danvers and Supergirl. She felt carefree all of a sudden, light in a way that seemed at odds with the fact that she was literally bearing their combined weight in mid-air. “And would you do it again?”

Lena blushed, her thumb wandering slowly from Kara’s chin to her lower lip. “Can you now?”

“I can,” Kara replied confidently. And Lena kissed her, oh did she kiss her.

***

“I hope Alex will forgive me this little manoeuvre,” Lena murmured later, nuzzled comfortably against Kara’s chest. “But I thought this double-hiding had gone on for long enough now, and I finally wanted to do something about it.”

Kara chuckled and pressed a kiss to Lena’s dishevelled hair. “What kind of double-hiding are you talking about this time – the mutual pining kind or the superhero thing.”

“Both. For someone so bad at keeping secrets, you sure are stubborn about them.”

“Hey!” Kara protested, although Lena was perfectly right of course. “You could have said something too.”

Lena squinted up at Kara through her long lashes, a playful smirk on her lips. “I could have – but then you wouldn’t have had a Christmas gift.”

“Secret identity reveals count as gifts now?” Kara grinned. “Man, that will make it easy next year.”

“I asked for a surprise. It came as a surprise that you decided to kiss me first, and talk about your alter ego second. So yes, you met your end of the deal.”

Kara hummed. “I see. And what about your gift to me?”

“I told you I knew about Supergirl, of course. That counts.”

“Does it though? Maybe you just wanted to kiss me again. I call ulterior motives.”

“I wanted to tell you earlier,” Lena protested, but her words were somewhat invalidated by the treacherous red creeping once again into her cheeks, “I actually wanted to tell you when I mentioned the topic gifts in the first place, but then you said you wanted to get me something and I got distracted by your stupid – “ She stopped abruptly, her blush intensifying.

“My stupid what?”

Lena squirmed under Kara’s gaze, a silly smile spread all over her lovely features. “Your stupid face, all pretty and devoted,” she admitted finally, blushing furiously at this point.

Kara laughed. How she loved making Lena Luthor blush. Maybe that was the best present of all. That she would get to do that every day now.

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writershapeholeonthedoor · 4 years

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Yellow Sun - Supercorp

Lena had never be more comfortable ever in her entire life - and she has a hell of a expensive sofa to use at her place. But, if she was going to be honest with herself, it probably wasn't the couch that was making her so comfortable.

She was laying down on Kara's couch - the same old and small couch her friend has since she moved to that apartment according to their other friends - facing the TV where some ramdom Disney movie was playing for the last hour or so. Kara had insisted she needed to watch that particular movie and honestly Lena could never say 'no' to her. Speaking of the blonde, Kara was laying behind her, one arm wrapped around her waist to keep her from falling in the ground - and also pulling her very very close - the other one folded under her own head to give her enough height to watch the movie over Lena's head. Lena's own hand was resting on top of Kara's arm while the other one was under her cheek.

Lena tried to seach on her mind how exactly they ended up like that, but her search came back in blank. She couldn't believe how close they had to be to fit in the tiny space on the couch, or how good it felt to have Kara as your big spoon. And Lena hates cuddling, she tried to remember herself that.

Apparently not with Kara.

To be fair, there was a lot of things Kara was the exception for to her.

Halfway through the movie, after hearing her friend's soft laughs directly on her ear everytime the movie amused her somehow, Lena finally relax and allowed herself to just enjoy the moment. She could always overthink it another time. What she couldn't do another time was having Kara spooning her on her couch, so she was going to take all of it as she could. And maybe mark that day as the best day of her life.

The boy who was apparently training a dragon had just acquired his first success when there was a knock in the door. They both raised their heads to look at it, a little startled by the sound. There was a second of silence, before she felt Kara relaxing behind her again and her body instantly did the same, melting back on the warmthy surrounding her.

"It's Alex." Kara declared.

"Oh." Kara had told her Alex had to work till late and that's why she would be missing their Movie Night. "Aren't you going to open the door?" She asked when Kara made no indication to do so.

She felt the blonde shaking her head. "Nope. She has a key and I'm too comfy to move." Before the words were even out of her mouth, Kara snuggled even more into her, going as far as burrying her nose in her hair.

That made Lena's heart drop to her stomach. Not because she didn't liked it - because, oh boy, she really did - but because that made her body react in ways she wished she could control. Kara had just displayed one of her powers right there in front of her, reminding her once more that her best friend wasn't human and that she had some powers to use as she liked, so she must be able to hear how fast her heart started beating when she got impossibly closer.

Could she pretend Alex had just scared her with the knock? But Kara didn't even said anything about it, wouldn't it be weird? What if she didn't actually hear it? Why did she had to be in love with her best friend?

At some point during her internal battle, Alex had decided to use her keys to let herself in, as Lena could hear the rustling as she opened it. Movie forgotten, not that she was paying much attention before, she watched as Kara's older sister entered the apartment holding three bags of take out food, her cellphone, wallet and keys in only one hand as the other one was pushing the door open and then closing it.

"Hope I'm not too late for Fargo, I really want to watch that one." Alex said as she dropped her things at the side table. "Maggie is still stuck at the precint and she said she's too tired to stop by later. Anyway, I brought..." The redhead stoped talking once she turned around to face them.

Lena watched, in horror almost, as Alex frowned when she saw them cuddling on Kara's couch, looking them up and down twice, before a smile slowly started to spread all over her face. She could spot a glint in the agent's eyes as she took several steps foward and suddenly Alex looked like Maggie was in front of her, not them.

"Oh my God!" She exclamed, pointing at them. Her smile somehow got even bigger and Lena felt Kara raising her head again behind her to look at whatever her sister was so excited about. "Holy shit, you finally did it!"

"What?" Kara was the one to question her sister and Lena was happy about it because she was too confused to say anything.

"You two finally figure it out!" Alex pumped a fist in the air as she celebrated not so quietly. "Oh, God, let me tell you how happy I am!" And apparently it was going to take some time for her to do it because the took her jacket off and plopped herself in the armchair besides the couch with a sigh, that sounded tired, and a huge grin. "If I had to go another sisters' night hearing about how perfect Lena is and how you're never going to have her, I would have go insane!" Alex hit both hands against the arms of the chair and laughed.

Lena felt Kara's body go instantly tense behind her. She almost felt like a rock suddenly, the arm around her waist shot away from her like it was on fire and Kara managed to put a inch of distance between them in the tight space. The CEO was still a little confused on what was going on, but she was sure of one thing: Kara think she's perfect. Which is an absurd idea, because Kara is the definition of perfection herself, how could Lena ever compare to her?

"I mean, it took you guys long enough! All the pinning looks, the longing looks, the suffering looks. And the flirting!" Alex shook her head. "Jesus, all that flirting was lighting a flame in every room you two went."

"Alex..." Kara tried to stop her sister and Lena could hear, even in that small simple word, how scared she was that Alex was going to keep going.

Which she did. "How many times I had to sit here and hear as Kara went 'Lena is so smart, and kind, and selfless, and clever and so so beautiful! I wish she would look at me like more than a friend' and don't get me started on the time she would rant for hours when you wore that three pieces suit. Boy, I thought you had broke my sister!" Alex laughed again.

"Alex, please..." Kara was trying to find a way out, she could feel it. But she couldn't get away without jumping across Lena on the couch and touch her was apparently the last thing Kara wanted to do in that moment.

"No, no! Now that you finally grew the balls to tell her about how you feel after months and months and months of telling me how much you wanted to do it, I'm allowed to have some fun out of it!" The agent got up suddenly and headed for the kitchen. "Let me grab a beer first and I will tell you everything about the time you asked Kara to go to that party with you and how she spent three days to choose a dress."

Lena watched as Alex walked to the fridge and she wanted nothing more than get up and kiss the woman because she just made her night. Kara had other ideas, though. The second Alex had turned her back to them, she used her flying ability to float from behind her friend and stand in front of the couch. Lena also managed to sit up, a little slower, as she opened her mouth to ask Kara to calm down because she was clearly freaking out. Her eyes were wide, she had both hands in front of her body like she was trying to defend herself, and she was putting as much distance between them as her small living room would allow.

"Lena, I..." She sounded so in panic and so scared that Lena felt her heart break inside her chest. How could this wonderful woman think she couldn't possibly feel the same about her.

"Kara."

"I'm so so so sorry, I never meant to... I shouldn't... I..." Her back finally hit the wall behind her and now Kara looked like a deer in the headlights. Her arms fell to her side and her head dropped in defeat. "I'm sorry. Please, don't hate me."

It broke Lena's heart even more. Kara sounded so broken, so hopeless, so terrified with the perspective of having just lost Lena. She could almost hear the blonde's heart breaking at every word she spoke and she could see how completely defeated she looked with her shoulders dropped and head low, hands on her hips and small sniffs here and there as she waited for Lena's veredict.

"Uh, guys?" Lena didn't turned around to see how confused Alex was when she got up.

The distance between her and Kara was probably less than ten steps, but it felt like she was trying to reach the top of the Everest when she started walking. There was a thousand words she wanted to say in that moment, speeches she had prepared numerous times before if they ever got to that point, praises and sweet nothings, but it all got stuck in the back of her throat, a huge lumb leaving her speechless in what had to be the most important time of her life. Instead, she walked.

Kara could have run away if she wanted and Lena wondered if her body was betraying her like hers, if she was stuck in place like the words on her mouth. Either way, she was glad Kara stood there the way she did.

And maybe she was hoping she was going to recover on the way, but when she finally reached the top of the mountain, breathless, scared and excited, she realized that words could never make justice to that. So Lena ordened her legs to stop and to her knees stay firm on their place and not fail her, and now her arms would do the job.

She raised her right hand and placed her index finger under Kara's chin so she would raise her head to look at her. She needed to see those blue eyes again, she needed to see that face again. Kara's eyes were filled with tears and fear, and she looked so so lost. Lena had no idea what she looked like, but it had to be something in the lines of 'completely and utterly in love' and 'hopelessly happy'. And maybe that was what make Kara relax under her touch. Not completely, she still looked terrified, but she also stoped looking like she was a second of running away like a scared animal.

So Lena smiled at her, the most crude and honest smile she had ever gave anyone, the smile that belonged to Kara and Kara only, and moved her hand to cup her friend's cheek. Her skin was soft and it changed under her fingers when Kara swallowed hard and clenched her jaws. Lena used the tip of her index finger to trace the line of the strong jaw until it was relaxed again and Kara might have realized what was going on by now because she also smiled at her.

It was small, still uncertain, definitely still scared, but it was breath taking and warm as the love she could see shinning in the blue eyes. In a world where they lived in, filled with bad guys and murdering folks, with people who got out of their way to make Lena's life a living hell or to try and kill her, in a city where aliens and humans hated her simply because of her last name, no one could blame her for being so deeply in love with someone who shines like the sun. Her very personal yellow sunshine.

Lena ran her hand back until it was touching soft blonde curls behind Kara's neck and then she was leaning foward, closing her eyes and raising her other hand to cup Kara's face too. And if she thought having Kara as her friend was the best thing that ever happened in her life, kissing her could never be compared to it. She knew, still standing there, lips smashed together and shallow breath, that it would be her last first kiss.

(Unless she decided to kiss Alex as a form of thank you so fucking much!)

It took Kara a while to react, but then she was placing both hands on Lena's hips and pressing back into the kiss, and they both felt like they could die in that second and be happy. Suddenly Kara gasped and pulled Lena closer to her, swirling her arms around the brunette's waist to pull her into her body, melting their bodies together. Lena had to stay on her tip toes since she hadn't the advantage of her high heels and she threw her arms on the other woman's shoulders, locking them behind her neck.

They broke their kiss and their foreheads rested against each other, the tip of their noses touching gently. When Lena finally opened her eyes her breath got stuck in her lungs. Kara was looking down at her with so much love and adoration, Lena could hardly believe her luck. If she wasn't feeling the same thing, she would have doubted someone could feel so much.

The CEO used her left hand to play with the strays of blonde hair as they both smiled at each other with the huggest smiles anyone ever held. Lena could finally hold her ray of sunshine in her arms, it was almost too much to deal with.

"Your heart is beating really fast." Kara whispered with a dreamy look.

Lena scoffed quietly. "You better get used to that if we're going to keep doing this."

Blue eyes sparkled with joy and hapiness and bliss. "You're not the only one." Kara took one arm from her wait to be able to grab hold of her right hand. Lena allowed her to gently remove her arm away from her neck and watched in awe as the superhero ran her hand down Lena's arm until she reached her palm, which she coaxed to stay flat as she moved it to place right in the middle of her chest, between her breasts.

For sure, right in that spot, Lena could feel Kara's heart beating fast against her palm, almost like it was trying to reach her from inside. Lena sighed and leaned foward for another kiss, something Kara was really happy to give.

When they got appart, not even five seconds after, there was a throat cleaning behind them and they both remembered they weren't alone. Kara barely tilted her head to the side to look at her sister and Lena wasn't ready to add any space between them, so she kept her position, only turning her head enough to also look at Alex, her temple now resting against the blonde's forehead.

"Yes?" Lena asked with a smirk.

Alex was still standing in the middle of the kitchen, arms folded, her right on top holding her beer. She shrugged. "Oh, nothing. Just wasn't feeling like watching my baby sister making out, that's all." She was trying to sound mad, but they could all hear the hapiness in her voice and the smile on her face also gave her away.

Lena and Kara giggled happily at each other before looking back at the agent. "Alex, I'm really greatful for what you did..." Kara nodded eagerly to her words. "I will even buy you a new motorcicle to show how very thankful I am, but I'm going to ask you to leave."

Alex pursed her lips to stop her smile and nodded. "I didn't know you had that into you, Luthor."

Lena shrugged. "No offense, agent."

Alex raised her hands in front of her. "None taken." She put her beer down, grabbed her jacket and started walking to the door. "I understand." She stoped to raise one hand to Kara give her a high-five, which she obviously did, then she went to take her phone, wallets and keys to put them in her back poket, then she started digging into one of the take out bags. "I'm going to take one of these, if you don't mind." She teased.

"Feel free to do it." Lena waved the hand that wasn't still feeling Kara's heartbeat.

Alex took one of the white boxs out and nodded. "Anyway, have a nice evering, ladies." She opened the door and was halfway out when she turned around. "Just to be sure, you two weren't together when I walked in, right?"

They both shook her head, but Lena wad the one who actually answered. "Nope." She popped the 'p', something Kara had never hear her doing before and it make her giggle.

"Just to be sure." Alex smiled at them one last time and started walking out again, slowly closing the door behind her. They still heard her saying: "I can't believe I lost the bet and it's my own fault!"

"What bet?" Lena asked once they were finally alone.

Kara shrugged. "Maggie and her took a bet on how long it would take for me to get the girl."

"How long did she bet?"

"Never." The blonde rolled her eyes. "Maggie said it could go from one year to five."

Lena nodded, clearly amused. "Well, next time I want to join the bet. I was always very good at gambling."

"Oh really?" Kara hugged her again, both arms around her waist. "But now I have the girl, what are you going to bet on next?"

"We will figure it out." Their lips met again, all smiles and caresses and they both felt like they had found home.

Months later, when Lena won the bet of how long it would take for Kara to propose after already winning the 'How long will it take for Kara to ask Lena to move in with her?' and 'How long till they get a dog together?', Alex and Maggie banned her from their bets.

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s-nebul0sa · 5 years

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32 pleeeaase

It became a Danvers sisters thing instead of supercorp but I hope you won’t mind.

Prompt: “I locked the keys in the car.”

“You’re late,” Alex states, arms folded over each other and legs a little more than hip-width apart. A small breeze plays with her short hair as she somehow manages to look down on Kara even though she’s shorter.

“I know! I’m sorry! I brought donuts.” Kara nearly trips as she tries to push the box beneath Alex’s nose.

Alex appraises her, taking in the only half-buttoned shirt and Kara’s messy hair. “I don’t want to hear it. You and Lena are so much worse than Maggie and I ever were.”

“We didn’t- nothing- Lena and I- I overslept!” Kara rambles, the tips of her ears turning red.

“Save it, potstickers. Lena parked the car in the front?” Alex inquires as she takes a donut.

“Yes, yes she did.”

“Okay, and she gave you the keys?”

“Yes, she handed them to me.”

“Why are you talking so strange?” Alex squints her eyes, staring suspiciously at Kara.

“Nothing. No reason. How was your date last night?” Kara asks in an attempt to change the topic.

For some reason, it seems to work.

“It was really nice, actually. We actually really clicked. Dinner was a complete disaster but we just laughed that away and that only made it more perfect. Good thing she knew a good place to get desserts after and we ended up in a super sweet place. I’m totally going to take you one day. She was so nice and I never had to put in any effort to keep the conversation going, it just happened. We already have a new date scheduled right after we get back from mom.”

“That sounds awesome!” Kara cheers. “What’s her name?”

“Nope, no names until at least the third date. I don’t want you to go all creepy sister on her and stalk her on facebook and linkedin and wherever.”

“I would never.” Kara pretends to look offended, her mouth agape and a hand held to her heart. The seriousness of the expression completely losing its effect due to the sugar and icing on her cheeks. Alex can’t help laugh at her.

“So you didn’t digitally stalk Claire after our date?”

“No. I researched her. I want to make sure you’re dating someone who deserves you, not some low-life criminal.”

“Kara, she was a kindergarten teacher. I’m pretty sure if she had a criminal record she’d have been fired from her job.”

“Well, better safe than sorry. It’s my job as a sister to make sure you’re dating someone worthy.”

“It is not. I can handle myself fine.”

“Cannot.”

“Can too.”

“Cannot.”

“Can too.”

“Cahbbot,” Kara repeats, this time with her mouth stuffed full with another donut.

“I’m director of a government organisation, I can too handle it fine.”

“Then it’s revenge.”

“What? Because I did a background check of Lena when you started to talk about her 24/7?”

“Yes.”

“Pfff.” Alex snatches the last donut from the box right before Kara’s fingers touch it.

“Hey!”

“We need to leave. We’re super late already. We can talk more in the car.”

“Err, I have to throw away the box first,” Kara stalls, slowly walking to the furthest trash can she can see.

“Kara,” Alex chides, foot impatiently tapping on the floor, “hurry up.”

“The environment is important, Alex. I need to recycle.”

“Can’t you recycle with super speed? I don’t want to miss mom’s pie. This isn’t like you. You’re always way too eager to leave for mom because she cooks you tonnes of food.”

“I want to save my energy in case of an emergency.”

“You never save your energy. You’re Kara, you don’t do that.”

“This is the new Kara.” Kara jolts her head a little and looks up, puffing her chest out and standing firmly on both legs.

“Does the new Kara not want mom’s chocolate pecan pie?”

“She does!” Kara slackens her posture and smiles brightly, pulling Alex along down the stairs and to the front of the building. They stop in front of Lena’s car, loaned to them for their trip to Midvale because J’onn refuses to let Kara drive in his car after the last trip.

“Oh, right.” Kara mutters. Her face falls and she stares at the vehicle.

“Are you going to unlock it?” Alex walks around the black car and checks it out. It’s a nice one, she has to admit. Lena has class.

“I would,” Kara trails off.

“You would?”

“I would but-”

“But what, Kara?!”

“But I locked the keys in the car.”

Alex grumbles loudly and hits her palm to her forehead. Of course Kara locked the keys inside.

“Does Lena have spare keys?”

“Yes.”

“Call your damn girlfriend and get those keys so we can leave.”

“I would but-”

“Arggh, not more buts. What now?”

“But she’s in a plane to Asia now.”

“Okay, so you locked the keys inside the car. The spare keys are in Lena’s apartment and Lena is, with the keys to said apartment, on her way to the other side of the planet?”

“That about summarises it, yes,” Kara acknowledges.

“Fine. Wait here.” Alex lifts her finger to Kara and points at her feet and the spot she’s currently standing.

Too afraid to even move a single muscle, Kara watches Alex’s back retreat into the building they just exited. She waits several minutes, fighting the urge to move. It’s nearly impossible. She’s Kryptonian. She has too much energy to stand still. It’s unfair. And to top it all off, the sun starts appearing from behind a light cloud and brightly shines down upon her, feeding her cells even more energy. Just when she feels like she’s about to burst from excess energy, Alex appears from the building again. In her hands, there’s a duffle bag.

Without a single word, Alex gets to work. She drops the bag on the floor and takes a long wide but thin piece of metal from it. Kara doesn’t dare ask why Alex has a duffle bag with car jacking gear in her apartment.

“Can I move again?” she asks impatiently.

“Yes.” Alex doesn’t bother to look up, too focussed on the task in front of her.

Kara lets out a long breath and starts jumping up and down slightly. Watching Alex is boring, it’s slow and precise work. Kara needs fast.

“I’ll be right back,” is all she says before running away. Running at human speed is slow but it’s better than standing still and watching. Especially because she’ll have to sit still in a car for hours once Alex has managed to get them in.

“Are you ready yet?” Kara asks after her first round around the block.

“Not yet.”

Not wanting to wait and watch, she starts another round.

Once again asking, “Are you ready yet?” when she reaches Alex.

“No.”

Another round.

Another, “Are you ready yet?”

“No”

A fourth round.

“Are you ready yet?”

“Stop asking. I’ll tell you when I am.”

“Okay.”

Round five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

“I’m done. Now please stop driving me crazy.”

“Yay!” Kara stops running and claps her hands at Alex’s amazing work.

“I’ll just put these away and then we can leave. Don’t touch anything.”

‘Don’t touch anything’ is a lot easier than ‘don’t move’. Unless Alex meant the ground too. Or her clothes. Glasses. She’s actually touching a lot. Alex didn’t mean the stuff she’s wearing and the ground she’s standing on, right? Because she can only stop touching stuff if she’s naked and flying and she can’t do either in public. Eliza, Jeremiah and Alex had all been clear about that.

Before Kara can spiral into an existential crisis about what she can and cannot touch and how to achieve that without breaking any rules, Alex returns again.

Alex gets in on the drivers side and, when Kara doesn’t follow, opens the door on the passenger side and leans over the seat.

“Come on, slow poke. Let’s get some pie!”

“Pie!” Kara doesn’t let Alex tell her that twice and leaps into the car. She closes the door behind her and quickly buckles up while Alex starts the engine.

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