That wasn’t new. She’d grown up a Luthor and all the legacy that came with it an, honestly, Lena would rather feel guilty about that over the alternative; that arrogant certainty that whatever a Luthor did, it was the right choice no matter who or what got hurt as a result or haw many laws it broke.
No, what was new was that this time Lena felt guilty about doing her job and doing it well, something she normally took great pride in because unlike the rest of her family, Lena held herself to a moral code. Or tried to, anyway, which was more than could be said for her adoptive mother or her brother. But Lena’s problem didn’t come from her criminal relatives, it came from the reason why she was working to being with. When she’d handed Sam the reigns of L Corp, it had been with some regret, true, but with confidence that she was making the right decision; both in stepping back from L Corp so that questions of her morality wouldn’t overshadow all she’d done to undo the damage Lex had done in his mad quest to ‘save earth from alien invaders’ and in her choice of replacement.
Sam was more than capable of filling her shoes and more over she deserved the chance to sit in the big chair. At least... she had been. Hence Lena’s guilt. She’d forgotten how much she loved running L corp in the heady rush of stepping into the new challenge of overseeing Cat Co and now that she was back at L Corp a part of her was thrilled to be back. But the only reason she was back was because Sam was- Because Sam wasn’t-
Because Sam was sick. Sam was sick and no one knew what was wrong with her. And yes, that might have been part of the reason why Lena was glad to be back at L Corp because it helped keep her mind off the subject of her oldest friend’s health but that only added to her guilt.
So Lena felt guilty... and she had no idea what to do about it. None of Sam’s test had lead anywhere, none of her exams had provided any clue what was affecting her, what was behind her lost time. Nothing. Lena had nothing to go on. Nothing she could research. Nothing she could do to make things better, to make Sam better. She had the combined resources of one of the largest corporations on the planet and all of its various and numerous subsidiaries to draw on and absolutely no idea what to do with any of it.
Except feel guilty. And she couldn’t share any of this with anyone because the only people she was close enough to share it with were Sam herself, who really didn’t need all of this dumped on her, and Kara who had enough to deal with with her ex back in town and married no less. And historically that wouldn’t be a problem because Lena was used to carrying all of her issues alone; even with Sam there had been a strict separation between personal and personal until Kara entered her life and now she missed having that outlet which, you guessed it, left her feeling guiltier.
It was a vicious cycle, really. But just because Lena couldn’t do anything to fix Sam, didn’t mean she couldn’t do anything to alleviate some of her guilt. Like, say, show up at Sam’s apartment with ingredients for a full five course meal and a pair of master chefs to make it.
... Lena sneaking vegetables onto Kara’s plate every time Kara flies off to rescue someone or stop some robbery
... Kara noticing every time she gets back and looking over at Lena who, in turn, just looks back all innocently and asks how Kara’s latest outing as Supergirl went
... Kara pointing out that her enhanced metabolism means she needs to consume a lot of calories and that a thousand calories of french fries is a lot easier to eat than a thousand calories of broccoli as she puts the ‘healthy’ food back on Lena’s plate
... Lena pointing out that she’s personally seen Kara fit no less than 5 potstickers into her mouth at one time so a few pieces of broccoli shouldn’t present a challenge to either Kara or Supergirl as she puts the broccoli back onto Kara’s plate
... Kara trying to think of a counter counter argument only to sigh before eating the broccoli
... Kara complaining about Lena never cleaning hair out of the shower drain
... Lena asking how Kara knows its hers
... Kara pointing out that she’s blonde and this hair is not and, oh yeah, it takes a frick’n laser beam to get hair off her head unlike Lena.
... Kara going into the shower the next morning to find Lena’s installed a laser based auto drain cleaner.
... Kara showing up to the DEO with a brown paper bag of lunch/snacks Lena made for her complete little hearts and stars and the Kryptonian symbols for ‘good luck’ ‘love you’ and ‘be safe’ (all of which Kara taught her) drawn around Kara’s name on the front and a note inside warning Alex/Winn not to steal anything from the bag.
... Lena calling Kara to let her know she’ll be late getting home because of some work thing and Kara landing on her balcony 2 minutes later with a picnic basket and a bottle of wine
... And Lena thanking Kara for the gesture but she really doesn’t have time to-
... And Kara interrupts her with ‘Broccoli’ and Lena just sighs (and smiles) and joins Kara on the couch for dinner.
... Lena slowly taking over Kara’s half of the closet/clothes rack
... And Kara pointing this out.
... And Lena pointing out that if they’d moved into her apartment, they’d both had all the room either of them would need
... And Kara asking if Lena’s asking her to move in with her
... And Lena saying yes.
... And Kara saying yes.
... And then there’s a beat and then Lena starts taking things out of the closet/off the rack and when Kara asks what she’s doing, Lena replies ‘Packing’
... And Kara, after a beat, flies off to get some boxes and later that night she gets a text from Alex saying “What the hell happened to your apartment?” and Kara replies ‘Um, yeah, about that...
... And Kara’s cleaning up after the housewarming party the next night (the first Lena’s had in her apartment) and Lena tells her that cleaning up can wait. Besides, she has something more important for Kara to do
... And Kara asks “What?”
... And Lena replies “officially break in our bed”
So... this post kinda blew up on me way more than I thought or hoped it would.
Seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever had that many notes on any post I’ve ever made on this site, let alone a non-rp post. And since most of the comments on it were along the lines of “Yes!”, “This!”, and “More!” or some variation/combination thereof...
What can I say, you inspired me. So, for your (further) enjoyment, here is the fic-ified (currently untitled) version of that post.
“Back to you, Sue.”
“Thank you Paul. And thank you, Supergirl, for-” *click*
The remote was barely out of Lena’s hand when she heard the familiar whoosh of air, her girlfriend of four and a half months –wonderful months– pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose as she appeared out of her bedroom a half second later,
“So how’d it go?”
Kara gave the remote by Lena’s plate a knowing look as she settled back into her seat on the other side of the island in her kitchen. Her lips curled into a smile as she looked back up into Lena’s pale green eyes. “Like you don’t already know.”
“True. But I like to hear your versi-”
“Lena!”
Lena curled her lips over her teeth while trying to affect an innocent smile. “Hmm?”
“Don’t ‘hmm’ me. You know darn well what I’m talking about.” Kara picked up her fork and began transferring the insidious green objects from her plate and back to Lena’s with as little physical contact as possible.
Lena rolled her eyes. “It’s broccoli, Kara, not kryptonite. It’s not going to kill you.”
“Says you.”
“You’ve seen me eat it.”
“And I get to see you eat it again.” Kara looked up from her task and gave Lena an exaggerated grin as she waved her fork in the air. “Yay me.”
“Yay us.” Lena replied as she took advantage of Kara’s break to slip some of the divisive vegetable back onto Kara’s plate.”
“Hey!”
“You eat ten thousand calories a day, Kara. There’s no reason a hundred of them can’t come from something that’s actually healthy.”
“A, it’s not ten thousand,” Kara countered, trying to hold off Lena’s broccoli laden fork with her own as she spoke, “its six thousand. Eight tops.”
Lena gave a short, derisive huff.
“And B,” Kara continued, ignoring her girlfriend’s wordless commentary, “do you have any idea how much broccoli I’d need to eat to fill that?”
“Eighteen point one eight kilograms.” Lena replied, followed by a small cheer when Kara, thrown of by the answer, allowed Lena past her defences.
“How-”
“Or forty pounds.” Lena added, slipping another green floret onto Kara’s plate.
“You actually looked it up?”
“Of course not. I divided the calories per hundred grams by the total calories, six thousand in this case, and multiplied the result by one hundred to get the total serving size. Then multiplied that number by two point two to get the serving size in pounds.”
Three florets now.
“I… You… Hey!” Kara noticed Lena trying to add a fourth to her plate and fended it off. “You know this is why I eat so much junk-food right? Because there’s no way I’m eating forty pounds of vegetables a day when I can eat a large fries instead.”
“A, you’d need to eat one point nine two kilograms of fries or just under four and a quarter pounds to reach six thousand calories, not one order of 'large fries’,” Lena scowled as Kara managed to return one of the three florets on her plate to Lena’s, then smiled as she managed to replace it with almost immediately with the no longer barricaded fourth on her fork. “And B, given that I’ve personally seen you fit no less than five potstickers into your mouth at the same time, I hardly think a few pieces of broccoli should be much of a challenge.”
Kara opened her mouth to counter Lena’s argument, closed it, opened it again a few seconds later, then sighed.
“But french fries taste better.” She mumbled under her breath as she pierced her fork through one of the florets and, face scrunched in distaste, brought it to her mouth.
“Thank you.” Lena smiled.
Kara smiled back.
“I believe this belongs to you.”
“What doe- Ew. Kara. What the hell?”
“What?” Kara looked quizzically at the tangled of wet hair dangling from her pinched fingers. “You don’t like it?” She turned back to Lena. “Then that makes two of us. But since it’s your hair, maybe you could do us both a favour and clean out the shower drain once in a while?”
Lena, nose wrinkled in disgust, looked from the hair to Kara and, with a shake of her head, changed her expression to one of mild offence. “What makes you so sure that’s my hair? I’m not the only one using your shower as clearly evidenced by your current attire.” Lena uncrossed her arms long enough to wave a hand in Kara’s general direction to highlight the towel wrapped around her girlfriend’s body. Her expression slipped slightly, lip caught between her teeth as she watched a drop of water slide into the hint of Kara’s cleavage that peeked out above the towel.
Kara licked her lips then gave her head a quick shake as she forced her eyes away Lena’s mouth. “For one, I’m blonde and these hairs are clearly from a brunette and you’re the only brunette I share my shower with-”
Lena cocked an eyebrow.
“The only person of any hair colour.” Kara amended. “And two, it takes an industrial laser to cut my hair.”
Lena looked back over at the hair still dangling from Kara’s fingers. “Alright fine. I promise I will keep your shower drain clean from now on. Now can you please get rid of that.”
“Sure. But for the record, I think we’ve discovered your Kryptonite. Wet Hair.”
“Ha. Ha. You’re hilarious.” Lena said dryly before her lips cracked into a grin. “And we both know that you’re my Kryptonite. Now get that stuff away from me.”
–The Next Day–
“Umm… Lena. Could you come in here for a second?”
“What is it?” Lena asked as she popped her head into the bathroom to find her girlfriend staring at the floor of the shower, once again covered in only a towel.
“That’s what I’m wondering.”
“Oh, that.”
“Yes, that.” Kara pointed at the small, silver ring 'floating’ a half inch above the drain on three metal legs. “What is that.”
“That, Kara, is me keeping my promise.”
Kara looked at Lena, head tilted to the side. “You what now?”
“My promise to keep your drains clean. From yesterday. That’s what that is. An automatic drain cleaner.”
Kara shook her head as she looked back at the device. “I’m dating the worlds biggest nerd.”
“Says the woman who’s idea of a perfect date is marathoning the original trilogy.”
“You liked those movies.” Kara said, defending both herself and their first date. “You’re the one that insisted we stayed up until two in the morning to finish watching Jedi.”
“That’s beside the point.” Lena turned on the shower and top of the silver ring began to glow a light blue. “When it detects water it goes into standby mode and-” Lena turned off the shower, “-30 seconds after the water stops it activates.” She slipped her hand into Kara’s and the two of them watched the device, the blue glow fading to red with each passing second before blinking bright red three times followed by a flash of blue-white light and the faint scent of ozone.
“What the hell was that?”
“The laser.” Lena replied calmly, leaning forward to peer down at the drain.
“You put a laser in my shower?”
“Only a little one. Just strong enough to vaporize any hair instantly.” Lena explained with a hint of pride in her voice. “And as an added bonus, it removes any potential rust problems as well.”
“Lena-” Kara turned her head.
“Kara.” Lena looked back at her.
“…” Kara sighed, the took Lena’s other hand in hers. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Lena leaned in to give Kara a quick kiss, then a second, longer kiss.
“Lena?” Kara pulled her head back and nipped at her bottom lip.
Lena arched an eyebrow. “Yes?”
“You know, since it’s only your hair that gets in the drain… you want to maybe help me test this thing out?”
Lena smiled as she reached out to remove Kara's towel. “I thought you’d never ask.”
“Hey, sorry I’m late.” A slightly flushed, almost glowing, Kara apologized. “There was a… thing.”
“Mmhmm.” Alex’s hum made it clear she knew exactly what, or rather who this 'thing’ responsible for Kara’s late arrival at the DEO was. The same thing responsible for the brown paper bag Kara put down on the edge of the multimillion dollar, holograph capable, supercomputer that sat in the middle of the DEO’s command centre.
J'onn winced.
“So,” Kara said, eager to change the topic, “what I miss?”
“Not much.” Alex shook her head. “There are rumours of another alien fight club but we don’t have any solid leads yet. I’ve got a team looking into it and Maggie’s going to ask around, see if any of her contacts have heard anything.”
“Okay.” Kara nodded.
“And there have been reports of some seismic disturbances about three hundred miles north of the city.” J'onn tapped a few buttons on the console and a map of the area in question appeared in the air above it, several blinking dots marking the points of concern. “Nothing too severe yet but we’re not sure what’s causing them either.”
“Want me to go take a look?” Kara asked as she bounced lightly on her toes. “Break out the X-ray vision?”
Alex looked over at J'onn who nodded his head, adding, “Stay on comms, just in case.”
“Will do.” Kara tossed off a salute before heading off to get one of the DEO’s in-ear mics from communications.
“I see Lena’s Kryptonian is getting better.” J'onn said as Alex picked up the bag Kara left behind.
Alex nodded, running her finger over the alien text for 'I Love You’ that was bookended by inhumanely symmetrical, hand drawn hearts; one of several pairings that surrounded Kara’s name on the bag. “Kara says she’s a natural at it. She’s learned more in three months than I did in a year.”
Not that she was jealous or anything.
Alex unrolled the top of the bag and peered inside. Her brow furrowed slightly and she looked around for Kara before pulling out the folded piece of paper with her name on it.
“Seriously?” She shook her head, then stuffed Lena’s note warning her not to partake of the baked goods inside back into the bag next to the slip of paper marked 'Winn’.
“They’re so cute it’s almost enough to make your teeth hurt.”
J'onn wiped an imaginary crumb off the console before walking off. “And you can’t read their mind. Imagine how I feel.”
“Hey you,” Kara ignored her sister's eye roll as she answered her phone with a so-wide-it-should-hurt grin on her face, “I was just about to call you. Supergirl had a thing and I'm going to be a little late for dinner, sorry.”
“That's actually why I was calling you.” Lena's voice answered from the other end of the call, the sheepish tone enough to reduce Kara's smile to a borderline pout. “There was an incident in one of our labs and I'll be here for hours dealing with the paperwork. Sorry.”
“Don't be sorry. Was anyone hurt?”
“No, thankfully. It wasn't anything serious, just...”
“Paperwork.”
“Yeah. Sorry. Raincheck?”
“Stop apologizing. You go do what you need to. I'll see you later.”
“You sure? I did mention the hours of paperwork part, right.”
“Yeah, you did. So get to it.”
“Kara Danvers, you are, without a doubt, the best girlfriend anyone could ask for.”
“Yes, yes I am.”
Lena's laugh, brief though it was, was enough to bring the smile back to Kara's face. “Love you.”
“Love you too. Now go CEO.”
“I'm going. Bye.”
“Bye.”
Kara ended the call, taking a few more seconds to admire her lock screen --a picture of Lena with her head barely peeking out from the cocoon of stolen blankets she'd wrapped around herself during the night-- before the screen faded to black.
“Alex,” She looked up. “You don't need me fo-”
“Go.” Alex ordered without looking up from her own paperwork.
“Love you.” Alex wheezed as Kara pulled her in for a quick hug before Kara disappeared in a blur of wind.
“Hey you.”
Lena looked up from the array of eye witness testimonies and after accident reports --both internal and external-- spread across her desk. Her eyes went wide as she took in her girlfriend walking into her office from the balcony, returning to only slightly wider than normal after a quick look around to make sure no-one else had caught Kara's arrival.
“What are you doing here?”
“You didn't think the best girlfriend anyone could as for would let her girlfriend skip dinner, did you?” Kara asked, hoisting the wicker picnic basket that Lena belatedly noticed. level with her chest.
“Kara. I-” A smile broke Lena's lips as she shook her head. “I love you and that's so sweet of you but I really don't have the time or the space for-”
Lena was cut off by Kara pointedly clearing her throat as she put the basket down on Lena's coffee table. Kara, never breaking eye contact, folded her arms over her chest.
“Kara-”
“Broccoli...” Kara left the word to hang in the air.
Lena looked from Kara's face to her desk to the waiting basket, then back to Kara. She shook her head as she let out a sigh that almost crossed into a laugh.
“Does that mean you included an actual vegetable?” She asked as she made her way around her desk to join Kara by her couch.
“Fries count, right?”
“Kara!”
“I'm kidding.” Kara slipped her arms around Lena's waist and pulled her closer, Lena's wrists resting on Kara's shoulders without thought. “I brought you a salad complete with-” Kara shuddered, “-Kale.”
Lena laughed. “You're ridiculous. You know that?”
“Yeah, but I'm your ridiculous.” Kara dipped her head down for a kiss.
Lena's fingers slipped into Kara's hair.
Several minutes later the two sucked in deep breaths as they pulled their heads back.
“Yes.” Lena smiled. “Yes you are.”
Okay, she wasn't imagining it. And it wasn't that she really minded, even. There was a reason Kara kept most of her clothes on her salvaged clothing racks. As spacious as her apartment was --especially for the rent she paid, the ability to fly across town in less time than it took to walk to the nearest bus stop had made her morning commute a non-issue when she'd been house hunting-- her closet was tiny.
Which was probably why she hadn't noticed it at first. The only thing she really kept in there was her Supergirl uniform and the few bits of her red kryptonite inspired wardrobe that she'd held onto and when she needed to break out either, she was usually too distracted to pay much attention to anything else.
But she had noticed... eventually. And, at first, she thought it was cute. Lena keeping a few outfits at her apartment for those times she stayed over night --long before she'd 'stayed' over-- was just a sign of how close they were.
And then that night happened and Lena was staying over a lot more so, of course it made sense that Lena might keep a few more outfits at Kara's and it was still cute but for a whole different reason. And Kara still didn't mind because, well, because she was in love with Lena and Lena was in love with her and they were both in that giggly honeymoon phase.
Still were if Kara was being honest. And honestly, she hoped they never left it. A giggly Lena was beyond cute.
But over the last few months, especially the last few weeks, Kara had noticed more and more of Lena's clothes next to hers on the clothing racks and, still, she didn't mind.
She didn't.
Only... She'd spent ten minutes this morning trying to find her favourite top amidst the sea of Lena's clothes, any one of which cost more than Kara's paycheck --not that she was jealous or anything but it did make her a little more careful digging through them-- and if this kept up then by next week Lena would have more clothes at Kara's apartment than Kara did.
Assuming she didn't already.
“Lena?”
“Hmm?” Lena looked up from her tablet, frowning slightly as she saw the apprehension on Kara's face. “Kara? What's wrong?”
“Nothing. I mean, no, really it's nothing. I just...”
“Kara?”
“I need some space!” Kara blurted out, immediately dropping onto the couch next to Lena when she saw the flash of hurt on her girlfriends face. “No. Not like that. I didn't mean that. I love us and I like the space we have already, In fact I wouldn't mind less space that way because I love you and you know that right?”
Lena looked into Kara's hopeful, anxious eyes. “Yes, Kara. And I love you too. But maybe you could tell me what you did mean instead of confessing your love for me?”
“Right.” Kara looked down at her hands holding Lena, then back up. “I need space for my clothes... You're kinda taking up all of mine. Which is cool and all, really but...”
Lena shook her head. “Is that what this is about? I have a few outfits-”
“A few? Lena, have you looked at my closest lately? I don't have to worry about anyone finding my Supergirl uniform anymore because they'd never see it hidden in all your stuff.”
“I still don't understand why you don't keep it somewhere more secure.”
“Because Secure and Emergency don't go well together.”
Lena shook her head again. “Fine. I'll move some of my things back to my place.” She cocked her head to the side.
“Or...”
“Or?”
“We could move some of your things to my place.” Lena bite down on her lips as she watched Kara's reaction.
“Umm... Uh, yeah. I guess that could work. I mean we spend most of our time here but I could move some of my stuff over there. How much were you thinking?”
“Why... not all of it?”
“Are you-” Kara turned her head to the side. “Are you asking me to... move in with you?”
“... Yes. If you want to, that is. I mean we do spend most of our time here and-”
“Yes.”
Lena swallowed.
Lena got to her feet, half pulling Kara to her feet before she slipped her hands from her girlfriend's grip.
“Lena?” Kara asked as she watched Lena pull an armful of clothes off the nearest clothes racks, both her own and Kara's. “What are you doing?”
“Packing.” Lena laid her armful next to Kara before heading back for another.
“Oh...”
“Did you not want m-” A rush of wind cut Lena off and she turned around in time for a second gust to ruffle her hair.
Kara, assembling cardboard boxes, smiled back at her. “Did you say something?”
Lena, smiling back, shook her head. “No.”
–A Few Hours Later–
“See, I told you it would fit.”
“I still don't think putting my super-suit in your safe is necessary? And what happens if someone breaks in and finds it? The whole world is going to think you're Supergirl.”
“One, between my security and the real Supergirl living here, I think the chances of anyone breaking into my safe are next to nil and Two, no one is going to confuse me with Supergirl, even I was in your super-suit.”
“Hmm...”
Lena turned to face Kara, catching her girlfriend looking off into the distance with a dopey grin on her face. “You picturing me in your suit, aren't you?”
“Well you put it in my head.” Kara defended, trying to keep her indignant expression in place as Lena pulled her into a hug and utterly failing once Lena placed a quick kiss against her lips.
“But tomorrow night. Even with your help, I'm exhausted.”
Kara pouted. “Fine.” Her lips pulled back in a renewed grin. “But I reserve the right to dream about you in it tonight.”
“I wouldn't have it any othe-”
Both women turned their heads at the sound of an incoming text on Kara's phone. Both recognizing Alex as the sender from the ring tone.
“I should-”
“Go on.” Lena gave Kara a gentle push towards her phone. “I'll get ready for bed.”
Another pout found its way to Kara's mouth as she watched Lena head for her bedroom.
Their bedroom.
The smile that Kara had by the time she reached her phone faded as she read her sister's text.
(Alex: Kara? Where are you? Are you okay?)
(Kara: I'm fine. Why?)
(Alex: Fine? Then what the hell happened to your apartment?)
Oh... right. Kara bashfully glanced over her shoulder before turning back to her phone.
(Kara: Um, yeah. About that...)
“I still can't believe you moved house and forgot to tell me.”
“Yeah, well,” Kara shrugged, looking down at the floor as she fussed with her glasses, “I got distracted.”
Alex glanced over at Lena saying goodbye to Winn and his girlfriend, then back at her Kara in time to see her sister peeking back. “I bet you did.”
“It wasn't like that-”
“Mmhmm.”
“It wasn't.” Kara whispered back, lowering her voice as she leaned in. “She was tired.”
“Totally.”
“Alex!”
“Is this a Danvers thing or can I interrupt.”
“Always.” Alex slipped her arm over Maggie's shoulder as Maggie slipped an arm around Alex's waist. “Kara here was just explaining why I had to find out about the move by walking into an empty apartment.”
“I see.” Maggie nodded, giving Kara a knowing look. “And what was the answer?”
“She was distracted.”
“I bet she was.”
“Hey!” Both Danvers sisters said, one in embarrassment, the other in mock offence.
“Kara?”
“Lena” Kara looked over at her girlfriend, then at her Alex and Maggie, giving the pair a quick glare before she turned back to Lena. “It's fine. Nothing to see here. Alex and Maggie were just saying goodnight.”
“We were?” Maggie asked, earning a chocked short snort of laughter from Alex and an angry huff from Kara.
“Well in that case,” Lena slipped herself neatly between Kara and the other couple, “Thank you again for coming over on such short notice. Kara and I both appreciate your support and I know we wouldn't be here, together, if it weren't for the both of you.”
Alex and Maggie exchanged a glance then turned back to a sweetly smiling Lena. “Um... You're welcome.” a subdued Maggie replied. A contrite Alex adding, “Yeah. And we'll always be there for you. Both of you.”
“Thank you.” Lena's smile grew a little sweeter and a smirking Kara peeked around her girlfriend.
“Thank you. And good night.”
“Night.”
“G'night.”
“Good night.” Lena completed the round, flashing the pair another smile when Alex and Maggie waved her off from walking them to the door.
“I don't know how you do that but I love you so much for it.” Kara said the second they were alone.
“I'm sure I don't know what you mean.” Lena replied innocently.
“Sure you don't.”
“Are you imply-” Lena turned, her smile turning to a frown at the sight that met her eyes. “Kara.”
“What?” Kara looked up at her, a used dinner plates in each hand.
“You don't have to clean up right now.”
“Yeah, but-”
“No buts. This is your home now, Kara. If you really want to clean up, you can, but don't do it because you think I need you to.”
“I wasn't-”
“Besides, I have something I need you to do much more than straighten up the place.”
“Oh?” Kara looked around the room then back at Lena. “What?”
“Distract me.”
“What?”
Lena shook her head, a sigh slipping past her smiling lips as she took the plates from Kara's unresisting hands and put them aside before taking Kara's hands and placing them on her hips.
“Officially break in our bed.”
“... Oh.”
“Yes, oh.”
A rush of wind stirred several discarded napkins, the sound of laughter echoing down the hallway from the bedroom.
... Where some innocent comment about ‘how cute you two are as a couple’ devolves into an argument between Kara and Alex about which of them makes the cuter couple
... Where Lena and Maggie just keep eating, avoiding eye contact with anyone, while Kara and Alex list off all the ridiculously sweet things their partner does for them
... Until Lena chimes in with something super sweet that Kara did for her and then Maggie jumps in with something Alex did for her until all four of them are listing all the things that makes their partner the ‘best girlfriend/wife ever’
... Until they make a bet over who can plan the most romantic date
... And agree on who gets to be the judge (Cat or J’onn)
... And agree on the rules (spending limits -- Lena can’t just buy her way to a win, and no special favours allowed to be called in so Kara/Alex/Maggie can’t side step the spending limit)
... And Alex and Kara trying to wriggle out details of the other’s plan whenever they spend time together for the rest of the week and being called out on it every time.
... And Winn and James placing side bets on who’s going to win
... Sniffly, bleary eyed, Kryptonian head cold Kara who hasn’t been sick since coming to Earth (injuries not included) and is the absolute worst patient ever
... Alex and Lena vying with each other to look after Kara without actually admitting it out loud, just little things like Alex pointing out that Kara prefers the potstickers from the place on 6th, not the place on 9th and Lena then flying in a private chef from the other side of the world to hand make Kara fresh potstickers
... And they just keep trying to one up the other until finally Maggie kicks them both out and takes over looking after Kara herself so that Kara can ‘get some damn sleep without you two fighting over who gets to play doctor with her’ (to which Lena blushes and Alex gets this horrified look on her face as Maggie ushers them both out the door)
... And Alex and Lena work together to lure Maggie out of the apartment so that they can sneak in and check on Kara
... And they think they get away with it but then they hear someone clear their throat behind them and they turn around to see Maggie, arms crossed, giving them a ‘are you kidding me’ glare as she slowly shakes her head
... And Kara starts to like getting pampered just a little bit too much and maybe acts a little sicker than she really is until, after the 9th time in an hour Kara calls Maggie over to fluff her pillows, Maggie just hits her in the face with the pillow instead and tells her to get her faking butt into a shower
... Lois showing up because ‘Clark went through this two years ago and he was the biggest baby about it ever’ and she knows exactly what to do
... Or Lois sends Lucy in her place with a list of instructions on how to care for sick Kryptonians
... Kara sneezing in front of Lena and blowing a hole through the wall
... And Lena leaves. And Kara’s freaking out that Lena knows she’s really supergirl and will never talk to her again now
... And then Lena comes back with some super strong, super absorbent ‘handkerchief’ from L-Corp’s research division and hands it to Kara while telling her a repair crew will be there within the hour to fix her wall and would Kara like them to do any other renovations while they’re there
... Cat Grant showing up in a surgical mask and a thermos of chicken soup (that she secretly made herself and can’t help from smiling when Kara tells her how good it smells/tastes) and orders Kara to ‘get over it and get back to work’
... Cat going through a mental checklist of things Kara needs and, on finding something that she can’t check off, immediately whips out her phone to make sure it gets done
... Cat pulling the mask back to press a kiss to the top of Kara’s head before she leaves, acting like it never happened
hc+breakfast, hc+pets, hc+achievement (any/all for kara or lena or supercorp)
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Kara
Breakfast:
The first time Kara was introduced to a banana was at her first breakfast with the Danvers. She refused to eat it because it looked too much like a much larger version of a poisonous fruit on Krypton and it wasn’t until Kal-El ate one in front of her that she tried one. She liked it, but prefers them while they’re still green which freaks Alex out to this day.
Pets:
Pets weren’t really a thing on Krypton, not the way they are on Earth anyway, so it took her a while to understand why all these humans had animals that weren’t functional in some fashion or symbolic of that family’s status/history.
That said, if Kara had to pick one animal to keep as a pet for herself it would be a long haired rabbit. Specifically a Lionhead Rabbit (because how cute are they? No, Alex. C’mon. Just look at that little face and all that fur. Alex… Alex!).
Achievement:
It wasn’t just her powers that Kara had to hide once she arrived on Earth. Coming from a culture far in advance of Humanity, Kara found her science and math classes extremely boring and for the first few months she was in school she struggled not to correct her teachers or drift off into boredom. In that time, however, one of her proudest achievements was a B+ on a creative writing assignment.
Lena
Breakfast:
Lena has a terrible habit of forgetting to eat breakfast, in part because of her schedule, in part because she always pushes herself harder than she should, but also because, as a child, breakfasts in the Luthor household were quiet, somber affairs with little to no conversations beyond the bare minimum to establish what was on the schedule that day.
Pets:
Lena has never owned a pet. Lillian wouldn’t allow ‘some mangey creature shedding fur and who knows what else all over the house’ and not even Lex could talk their mother into changing her mind.
While a part of her would like to have one now, she knows it wouldn’t be fair to whatever pet she got since her schedule would keep her away from it for far too much of the day but if she ever got one, it would be a Beagle (because how cute are those big, floppy ears. Who’s a good boy? You are. Yes your are, You and your big floppy ears. C’mere boy… Oh, she’s a girl? Alright then, C’mere girl. Aunty Lena has a treat for you, yes she does.).
Achievement:
While there is much Lena has achieved in her life, and much that she’s proud to have accomplished, there is always a little voice at the back of her head (that sounds very much like Lillian) telling her that Lex could have done it better, faster, smarter, that she’s wasting what little potential she has. It is a voice she has learned to block out (most of the time) but whenever she hits a roadblock on a project, that voice always gets just that little bit louder.
Usually, this just pushes her on even more.
Supercorp
Breakfast:
Kara always makes sure that Lena has breakfast, even if it means eating something disgustingly healthy with her (before filling up on the good stuff on the way to work) but Lena’s favourite part of their morning routine is when their inevitable guests arrive to join them and the morning turns into a chaotic mess of laughter, chatter, and people getting in each other’s way as they fill their plates.
Pets:
It takes a while after they move in together before the topic of expanding their little family comes up and when it does, Kara’s the one to bring it up after she and Lena return home from visiting Alex, Maggie, and their newly adopted girl (an alien refugee who’s parents died in an anti-alien attack). While they both agree they aren’t ready to add children to their lives just yet, they eventually agree on getting a pet but only after Lena gets Kara to swear that they will both make time in their schedules to properly love it (her words).
There is some debate over what type of pet to get but in the end, they reach a compromise: A beagle named Bunny (who Kara dresses up for the holidays, much to Lena’s poorly hidden amusement).
Achievement:
Lena and Kara are both fiercely supportive of each other’s careers and are always the first to cheer the other on when something good happens, and the first to console the other when something goes wrong but for all the awards and accolades the two of them collect over the years, Clark being Lena’s best man/maid of honour for their wedding holds the top spot (tied, actually, with the five days they added a new, non-pet, Danvers-Luthor to their family)
For Lena: How would your react if they sang for you?
I think initially I would be surprised, partly because I’m used to them humming but mostly because I’ve never had someone sing for me, but ultimately I would love every moment of it. If their humming is anything to go off of, I can imagine they have a beautiful singing voice.
For Lena: It's an adequate answer, but now I must know, what are other things you like about them? - Totally-Not-Them
I like how much their family means to them. How they hum when it’s time for bed. That they’ve never seen me as a Luthor. How passionate they are about fashion. That they have an interest in science. I love that when I’m with them, I don’t feel alone.
