ok but imagine lena and kara together while sheās trapped in the suit
tactile kara and touch-starved lena
all they really want, all they really need, is the physical intimacy theyāve both become so accustomed to
lena cries and clutches onto kara but itās not the same through the cold synthetic suit
she aches for karaās warmth
she runs her fingers over the helmet, just wishing she could see karaās face
she canāt see kara crying but she can feel her body shaking with sobs
lena spends every moment theyāre apart trying to come up with a solution
kara watches her become haggard and gaunt from lack of sleep
watches the light fade from her eyes
all she wants to do is comfort her
being so close but not being able to really touch is the worst kind of torture
itās like living death, almost
but then imagine when lena finally solves it
she runs test after test after test on just to be sure itās safe
she goes to kara and she doesnāt say a single word
she just reaches around to the helmet release and pulls it off
the kara underneath has changed
but her eyes, oh how they still shine
there are tears streaming down both of their faces
and when they finally kiss
it is the sweetest and most perfect thing either of them have ever experienced
like finding a cool spring in the barren desert
like finally seeing the sun again
after what seemed like an eternity of darkness
they are alive, they are whole, and they are together
they can finally feel each other again
and nothing else in the entire world matters
jbbartram-illu
dailybridgerton
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