Could you write some more supercorp? Just any supercorp? :) how about a jealousy fic where either kara or lena are jealous? And we could throw in some - I wasn't sure if you were going to assassinate me but I'm glad you didn't because I fell in love with you anyway... I'm really bad at this, sorry :D. I would be happy about any story if you have the time :) :) You are amazing, just like in general. I love your writing, delicately crafted and heart-wrenchingly beautiful!
“what on earth is this? and it must be from earth because this, this in front of me?” kara wiggles her finger slightly, somehow encompassing the entirety of the scene in front of her. “this is some earth bull crud.”
“don’t change the topic, lena! what is going on here?”
lena narrows her eyes for a moment, before a small annoyingly smug smile crosses her lips. her really nice lips. kara has to focus on something else. not her lips.
“supergirl, are you jealous?”
“you’re jealous i got rescued by the guardian.”
“NO.” kara crosses her arms. to prove it, she turns to james and smiles. “thanks for rescuing her by the way, ja- guardian.” the guardian sets lena carefully on the ground and makes a very purposeful thumbs up before taking off around the corner. kara watches through the wall as he jumps into a van and takes off his helmet. if he’s going to be any kind of hero, kara should probably give him some lessons on disguises. sure she has some issues with secrets but at least she waits until she’s hidden before putting on her kara disguise.
“i can take you home, if you want,” kara offers. she doesn’t look right at lena because for some reason her insides are all twisty and uncomfortable. “or to the office.”
“supergirl…” kara folds her arms over her chest. lena sighs. “my office. please.”
normally, she would take her time flying lena anywhere. she likes to show her the city and let lena enjoy flying. today, she just wants to leave.
“is everything okay?” lena asks, and she steps in front of her mirror to pat down her hair. “supergirl?” she calls.
kara can still hear her, and the slight trace of hurt, even from several blocks away.
“hi kara, it’s lena. i was just wondering if we were still on for dinner tonight. there’s this new restaurant-”
kara presses the off button on the recording grumpily as she paces her living room. she is supposed to meet lena in, she checks her watch, seven minutes and she’s still not sure whether she’s going to go. she has no good reason not to except that her stomach still feels….weird.
people use that as an excuse all the time though, and it makes her stomach feel worse but she types out a message to lena and sends it.
-be there in five, comes lena’s reply and kara stares down at her phone with slowly dawning horror.
lena is coming to her home, where she is in fact not sick or ill or barely clinging to life as she may have implied in her message.
“i see you meant to join me tonight after all,” she says sweetly from the front door which, yeah, alex may be right in saying she should start locking that. “nice dress.”
“oh, uh, thank you.” kara glances down at the dress and flushes. it was the seventh one she had tried on, she’d been as nervous about this as she had with adam or james or- oh no.
“you don’t look sick,” lena says. “if you wanted to stay in tonight that’s all you had to say.”
“unless you didn’t want to hang out at all.” lena rolls her eyes to the ceiling, shakes her head. “i’m sorry, how foolish of me. i’ll go-”
“no, no stay.” kara zips to the door, blocks it with her body. “you can stay.” she thinks she’s misreading the way lena is staring at her: a little bit amazed, a little bit in awe, and smug. mostly smug. which makes very little sense but lena makes everything senseless. or she makes kara senseless. kara doesn’t know which, because she doesn’t have the sense to figure it out.
“thank you. you can stop blocking the way, i know when i’m beaten,” lena says, and she places her handbag on the bench. “shall we order in?”
“yes. but no seafood, right?”
“that’s right.” lena looks surprised. “i’m allergic, how did you know?”
kara frowns. “you mentioned it last time we went out.”
“well now i know if i see any around that it’s no honest mistake but an assassination attempt.”
“why would i try to assassinate you?”
“who needs a reason?” lena laughs. “are you sure you’re feeling up to this? you don’t look very well.”
“i’m fine,” kara tells her. “are you alright? i heard you got saved by the guardian.”
“yeah.” she shrugs. seems to glance sideways to kara but why she would do that kara has no idea. “he was alright but supergirl catches me far more neatly. i have a bruise.”
“it’s alright, I’ll just make sure to never get into trouble without supergirl in the future.”
“good idea.” kara nods, the knot in her stomach dissolving. “good. yeah. she’s great, you do that.”