Supercorp falling asleep on Kara’s couch. Thanks.
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Kara thinks it must have happened somewhere between Dog Day Afternoon and that weird Magellan movie Lena swore Kara would love (she had been skeptical about both picks, doesn’t much go in for gangsters or gunfire, but the excitement on her best friend’s face was too cute and Kara couldn’t bear to ruin it). It starts with a soft sigh she only half hears - hello, super hearing doesn’t always suck - because Al Pacino is right in the middle of his big negotiating bit and she has to admit that Lena picked a good one to start with; they had both suffered through a long day, board meetings at L-Corp for Lena and a particularly ruthless editorial staff pick-up with Snapper and James. But now that the flotsam and jetsam of the day has settled neatly enough to enjoy the quiet company of her friend, Kara can feel the exhaustion creeping in.
It seems to have already taken Lena.
The sigh morphs into a deep inhale which shifts Lena’s whole top half into Kara’s. They are no strangers to cuddling (Alex has made a few choice comments about it more than once) but Kara isn’t expecting her billionaire something to slide onto her; she winds up with an arm around slim shoulders, cheek pressed to the top of dark hair (down for the night), and a fistful of her shirt clenched tightly in a tense hand.
So when the sigh and the inhale and the slide come together, it’s natural for Kara to shift just that bit more and wind up laid out, ankles crossed with her thighs wedged underneath Lena’s still bent knees. It’s a little awkward at first but when Lena shifts in her sleep and relaxes, Kara tugs her closer with a happy sigh and inhale and slide of her own.
(Alex wakes them up in the morning and they look like this: Lena with her mouth pressed into the crook of Kara’s neck - accidentally! - and Kara’s hand half slid underneath Lena’s skirt).
