Everyone! Ingrid answered. Uhm.. “We were sure Vilde made saranors2. Again, sorry. We seriously feel so bad. If we have ruined anything between her and Magnus, we’re soooo sorry, but it was Isak who started everything. You should be mad at him, it’s so important that we stand together as a bus.”
NOORA: Yeah, but I’m wondering if someone like planned it or..
NOORA: Yes, I can see that.
VILDE: Of course! With World Web Wide*. What if that happened to one of you? Oh my God, it’d destroy you. Especially you! It’d ruin your whole reputation.
NOORA: Think about just taking a picture..
EVA: It doesn’t mean that! It just means you forgot to take off the tag.
SANA: You guys?
EVA: Everyone! Ingrid answered. Uhm.. (In Oslo accent): We were sure Vilde made saranors2. Again, sorry. We seriously feel so bad. If we have ruined anything between her and Magnus, we’re soooo sorry, but it was Isak who started everything. You should me mad at him, it’s so important that we stand together as a bus.
NOORA: I just thinks it’s so weird that Isak would make a hate account on Sara. Like.. Why?
EVA: He’s probably pissed at her for some reason. I don’t know what’s going on in Isak’s head, but I actually thought he’d changed. Apparently now. I’m really disappointed.
VILDE: What are you writing?
EVA: You can stand together, we’re out. We won’t be on a bus with people who hate.
CHRIS: We’re without a bus again, then.
EVA: She’s saying..
CHRIS: I know about a cheap van we can buy.
VEA: “Hello! We have to talk before you drop out of the bus.” What is there to talk about? If you make a hate account, I don’t want to be friends with you. There’s nothing to talk about! Don’t you agree? People are totally crazy!
VILDE: I think it has something to do with that Trump being the president.
CHRIS: Hey! We thought we’d all chip in for this for Eva’s birthday. Isn’t it cool? It’s six litres! You’re in, right?
SANA: You know that saranors2 account? It was me.
SANA: Do you think Eva will forgive me?
CHRIS: Do you need to tell?
SANA: Of course I have to tell. She can’t go around hating on Isak.
CHRIS: But that’s.. Hate disappears. It’s gone tomorrow.
”Love?” Minhee’s voice rang out from behind the door and you knew the meaning behind her incredulous tone in an instant. “Are you seeing him again?”
“We are friends again. That’s all.” Your defense was quick, as was the speed of you moving aside so she could walk through your door. Saying it outloud felt strange. You could still feel the wet kisses he had playfully smacked against your cheek before he left. Your fingers longed to run along the softness of your own face the more you lingered on the recent memory.
Request:Can you do a Peter Parker x Reader where the reader is Tony Stark’s daughter and she has really low self-esteem and whenever Peter has to leave one of their dates, she doesn’t really say anything but then at hoco when he tells her he has to leave she’s like “I did not spend almost $1,000 on a dress I knew you’d like to be stood up.” And then yeah she goes home crying and breaks up with him later on.
Warnings: Language, angst, self put down (please know that these aren’t true, you lovelies are absolutely beautiful and worth the world)
Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
A/N: I think this fic is coming to an enddddddd. Also how have you been? Are you well rested? How was your day? How’s school going? How’s your job? I care about you guys, man.
Steve breathed in, opening his eyes and looking at his - very stupid - best friend. He tried very calmly to process all of the information Bucky had just thrown at him all at once.
“So let me get this straight,” he spoke in a soft tone. “You’re dating Natasha at the moment.” Bucky nods. “And all of a sudden you like Y/N?”
Bucky let out a deep sigh. “When you say it like that, it sounds bad. ‘All of asudden’.” he mocked.
“I’m just trying to understand how one minute you’re happy with Nat and the next you want to be with Y/N.”
“It wasn’t like that.” Steve gave his friend a confused look, causing the brunette to continue. “I think it was a long time coming. At one point in time I had a small crush on Y/N but never did anything about it. I thought she just saw me as her friend so I pushed aside my feelings for her. I didn’t want to lose the friendship I had with her. Then Nat came around and she made me forget about my feelings for Y/N, even if it was only for a few hours.”
“So you’re using Natasha.” Steve stated.
“Don’t say it like that!” Bucky hissed, shoving Steve’s shoulder. “But yeah, I guess I am. I never really got over Y/N. The feelings I have for her just lingered in the back of my mind and I tried my best to distract myself from them.”
“Bucky.” Steve groaned. “Why?”
“Why string Natasha along all this time! What has she done to deserve this?”
Bucky sighed. “I forced myself to believe that I liked her in that way. She’s a great person and not gonna lie, the make out sessions were amazing. And don’t get me started on the-”
Steve cleared his throat, bringing his best friend back to reality. Bucky muttered an apology and ran his fingers through his hair.
“You have to sort this shit out, Bucky.” he sighed. “What are you gonna do?”
“I have to talk to Nat first, tell her I’m sorry for everything. I hope I didn’t ruin her friendship with Y/N.” the super soldier responds.
“You royally fucked up my friend.”
Bucky rolled his eyes. “Yeah thanks for reminding me.”
Bucky thinks back to all the times he’s hung out with you. How much he loved watching movies with you because no matter what, your fingers would always find their way to his hair. He loved calling you baby doll, seeing your cheeks tint pink and holding back a grin but ultimately failing at doing so.
There was a reason he always reminded you of how beautiful you looked because to him, you looked beautiful all the time. In his head, he knew no one could take you from him. He knew he couldn’t be replaced and he knew you couldn’t be replaced - by anyone.
So why had he tried replacing you with Natasha?
Too much thinking made his brain hurt and he let out a whimper. “Tell me how bad I’ve messed up again.”
“You’ve messed up so bad, Nat might cut your balls off and hang them on her wall.” Steve wasted no time. It’s like he was waiting for this moment to come because there was absolutely no hesitation. “You’ve messed up so bad that Y/N might reject you because you hurt her best friend.” Bucky huffed. “You’ve messed up so bad that-”
“Alright, alright, I get it you asshole.” Bucky barked, throwing a pillow Steve’s way. It hit his face and fell onto his lap.
“So you choose Y/N?” Steve questioned to confirm.
“Yeah.” he nods. “I hate to say it but Nat was just a distraction.”
“How long was it going on before you told us?”
“It wasn’t even serious, Steve!” Bucky held his hands up to protect himself from the pillow being thrown at him. “What we had was a fling. All we would do was talk and fuck. That’s it. We didn’t actually start dating until the night we told all of you. We talked about it a couple of hours before dinner.”
“That doesn’t make it okay!”
“I know, I know.” he stands up. “I have to go find Nat and talk to her.”
But before Bucky could walk away, Steve grabbed his arm. “Now might not be the best time to talk to her. She’s in Y/N’s room with her and Wanda. They’re having ‘girl time’. Whatever that means.”
“How do you know that?”
“I bumped into them, taking cookies and other things into the room but before I could ask what they were doing, Wanda said they’re having girl time and not to bother them for the rest of the day.”
Bucky sat down slowly. You and Natasha were going to be in a room. Together. It had only been three days since Nat accused Bucky of liking Y/N and after many, many talks with his friends (much like the one he just had with Steve), Bucky finally figured out his feelings. For both Natasha and Y/N.
He hoped Nat didn’t say anything about their little argument to Y/N. He wanted to talk to her first. Bucky sat back on the couch and looked over at his friend.
“Why does the universe hate me?”
“We haven’t done this in so long.” Natasha sighed as the three of you sat in your room. Nat was painting Wanda’s toes and you were laying down beside them, flipping through a magazine.
“Yeah..” you hummed. You weren’t about to tell her that the reason you’ve been distancing yourself from her was because you were madly in love with her boyfriend and that seeing them together felt like someone was stabbing you directly in the heart with ten knives all at once.
“How’d you detach Pietro from Y/N?” Nat asks Wanda who was munching on a cookie.
“I told Sam to occupy him for the day.” she replied.
“It couldn’t have been that easy. This is Sam we’re talking bout.”
“I have to do his laundry for two weeks.”
You snort as you flip the page. “That’s the Sam I know and love.”
“Speaking of love..” Nat trails off, sitting up and looking at you. “What’s the update with the guy you’re madly in love with?”
You take a bite of your animal cookie, not looking at Natasha as you flipped another page. “There is no update.”
“What do you mean there’s not an update?”
“I mean there’s not an update. He has a girlfriend so there’s no point in pining after him.” you calmly respond.
“So? Y/N you’ve been in love with this guy for years. Break them up and get with him.” she says as if it’s the most obvious thing to do.
You look over at Wanda and give her a look, basically pleading her to change the subject. She understands you immediately.
“I love the color, Nat. What is it?” Wanda spoke as she wiggled her toes.
“It’s called Miss Behave.” the red head winked, causing Wanda to laugh.
“Well I love it. It’s really pretty.” she brings her hand up to her face. “Maybe you could paint my nails to match my toes.”
You let out a sigh of relief as Natasha agrees to paint her nails. You wait a few seconds before relaxing and trading out your magazine for another one.
You silently thank Wanda when Nat starts speaking again. “How about this: you tell me who this guy is an I’ll talk to him. I just wanna talk.”
“It’s just a talk, Y/N. I won’t even bring my gun.”
“This guy broke your big heart, let me avenge it.”
You started to get irritated and you got up, placing the magazine on your nightstand. Stay calm, Y/N. Just. Stay. Calm.
Wanda notices the look on your face and licks her lips. “Uh.. Hey Nat have you seen the new episode of Law & Order? It’s absolutely crazy!”
“Not now, Wanda.” she turns her attention back to you. “You’re obviously not over this guy, Y/N.”
You whip around. “So what if I’m not? It’s just a little crush. It’ll bypass in no time.”
“Guys..” Wanda’s voice gave off a warning tone.
“It’s been five years.” Natasha reminds you and you clench your fists. Stay calm and don’t cry.
“So this isn’t ‘just a little crush’. You’re in love with this dude!”
“Natasha, just drop it.” Wanda says in a soft tone. She knew where this was headed and she tried shutting it down.
The red head looks over at the brunette and glared at her. “No, I’m not going to just drop it. Y/N’s wasted five years on this asshole, Wanda. We’re her best friends. We need to teach that douchebag a lesson.”
“She’s right, just drop it. Nothing will change.” you spoke, trying so hard not to break down. You were afraid that if she continued to push the subject, you’d tell her everything. You didn’t want to break her heart; to betray her. What kind of person likes their best friends boyfriend? How fucked up is that? She couldn’t find out.
“Just tell me who he is!” Natasha was beginning to get frustrated. After all, she just wanted to make the guy pay for hurting her best friend.
“No!” you shout. Don’t cry, don’t cry. Fuck! Your eyes fill with tears and when you blink, they roll down your cheeks, staining them.
“Nat she’s crying, just leave it be.” Wanda grips Natasha’s forearm but she yanks it away, not listening to her.
“Why won’t you tell me who he is!? It’s fucking simple Y/N!” her arms are waving all over the place and her face is as red as her hair from yelling. “You know about me and Bucky so why can’t I know who this dude is!?”
“Stop pressuring her!”
Your tears blurred your vision so all you could see was a red blob and you sobbed loudly before shouting; “Because it’s Bucky!”
A/N: ohhhh noooo oh my gawd. Tell me what ya think!
I am so excited for tonight, it was Harry, my best friend’s first movie’s first premiere. I am currently in a car with Anne and Gemma on our way to the red carpet.
“I’m so happy dear that you made it ! Harry will be ecstatic.” Anne gushed.
“Ofcourse Anne, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world, he’s my bestest friend after all.” I said smiling widely.
“He’s just texted me and said he’s a bit sad you wouldn’t make it there.” Gemma winked at me.
“You didn’t tell him?” Anne asked curiously.
“Nope, wanted to surprise him.” I said before joining to giggle with them.
It’s been months since I last saw him, he’ll be very surprised.
I was tucking at my hair constantly, I am THAT nervous.
“H, stop it, you’re ruining the hairstyle.” Lou shook her head.
“Sorry, I am just so nervous, what if I trip over what if I stammer during interview, what if-”
“Stop it mate, you’ll be just fine.” Fionn assured me.
I gave him a small smile.
Fionn Whitehead. One of my cast mates for the film, I bonded with him quickly and we became very good friends during our shooting session.
“Aren’t you nervous, mate?” I slightly chuckled at him. It was his first film too.
“Oh trust me I am, but I’m trying to contain the nervousness. Perks of being an actor eh?” He winked.
I just laughed. I checked my phone, the groupchat with the boys were filled with them wishing me good luck and being sorry they couldn’t make it there. I became sad a bit, but they promised we will have a celebratory dinner soon in a few weeks, so they’re forgiven.
I quickly replied them back and opened my chat box with Y/N. She won’t be able to attend as well, she said to me last night. I sighed and locked my phone. I wish she was here with me.
*few hours later*
“Okay we’re here.” The driver said informed as we reached the venue.
The crowd was amazing, I saw few casts talking with interviewers, few of them taking pictures with fans. There were clicking sounds of camera, overall it was a beautiful scenario.
I was trying to spot Harry, maybe he didn’t arrive yet.
“He’s just texted me saying he’ll be here in 20 minutes.” Gemma said to me.
I nodded and began walking with them.
“Y/N !! Is that you?” I heard Fionn calling me.
“Fionn !! How are you? Been ages !” I smiled widely at him and hugged him.
“Yeah it’s been awhile, you look stunning.” He said flashing me a smile.
“Why thank you, you look good as well.” I replied smiling.
“Anne !! Gem !! It’s so good to see you guys again.” He said hugging them both.
“Oh dear, how are you? You look so handsome.” Anne said hugging Fionn back.
“Thank you, let’s go over there, it’s less noisy there.” Fionn said pointing towards a less crowded area.
We all agreed and walked with him.
The cheering of the crowd increased and that’s when I saw him. He had a big smile on his face, as he began waving towards the fans and looked really handsome.
Yeah I’m in love with my bestfriend but didn’t say anything yet because I was afraid it’ll ruin our friendship. Cliché, I know.
He didn’t notice us yet, he was held by interviewers and he confidently answered them, he was all smiley and it made me so happy to see him this happy.
He finally spotted us, when his eyes met mine he was shocked and completely surprised. I stuck my tongue out at him, he chuckled and began quickly coming towards us.
“You guys made it.” He said hugging us three all at once, then hugging his mom again properly and giving her a kiss on her cheek.
“You said you weren’t coming?” He asked me smiling so wide I was sure it must hurt.
“Surprise H !!” I said chuckling.
“Best surprise ever.” He said hugging me again.
“Harry, we need to go, there’s a ton load of interview to finish, let’s make it quick.” Fionn said.
“Yeah, okay, bye ladies, see you in a bit.” He said before following Fionn.
The movie was incredible, everyone involved did an amazing job. I was so proud of all of them, especially my bestfriend.
“H, I’m so proud of you.” I said after the movie was over.
“Thank you.” He said smiling.
It was time to go to the after party, Anne and Gem wanted to call it a night and head towards Harry’s home.
I stayed back.
The party was huge and cheerful.
“You alright?” Harry asked me.
“I’m good.” I nodded.
“You stay here, I will bring drinks for us okay?” Harry said to me before placing a kiss on my forehead, and then left.
I was scrolling through my phone and suddenly someone tapped on my shoulder.
“Fionn, you scared me!” I said chuckling.
“Sorry, why are you here all alone? Come with me, let’s have a drink.” He said.
“I’m waiting for H, actually, he’s bringing drinks for both of us.” I said smiling.
“Ah I see, so have you told him yet?” He asked.
:Told him what?” I replied back confusedly.
“Oh c’mon Y/N, you think I don’t know you like him? More than friends?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“He likes you too, you both are so obvious.” He said chuckling.
“He doesn’t, if he did he would’ve asked me out already.” I mumbled.
“He’s scared to ask you, he told me he has a crush on you, a long time ago.” He winked.
“What? Really?” I asked, shocked.
“It’s surprising you haven’t figured it out yet.” He said rolling his eyes playfully.
“Yeah, wow. He’s only told me but everyone in the set figured out and teased him a lot. Lad’s got a tough time.” He said laughing at the memory.
We joked around for a bit, then talked about which scene he enjoyed acting most.
After few more minutes Harry came back. He looked a bit off mood.
“Hey Harry, you okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, yeah I-I’m fine.” He forced a smile.
“You guys I gotta go, talk to you later.” Fionn said leaving us both.
“Harry, you seem.. a bit down, are you feeling sick?” I asked concerned.
“I’m fine, Y/N.” He snapped at me.
“Okay, okay calm down.” I said. Then Tom approached us. We began talking with him and soon Harry left to get a refill.
I began talking with Lou, we’ve got lot of catching up to do. I was having a great time. But I realised something, Harry wasn’t enjoying at all, he kept a straight face and was so far away from me. Throughout the whole night, Harry kept ignoring me, talking with anyone but me.
It was soon time to leave, only then Harry came towards me to inform we’re leaving.
We were walking towards his car, thankfully no fans or paparazzi were on sight.
He began to drive the car. The car was filled with awkward tension.
“Harry, what happened? Are you upset with me?” I asked, tears beginning to form in my eyes.
“I-I just,” He started but shook his head.
“What? You can tell me anything Harry, you know that.” I said gently.
He looked towards me with sad eyes and asked me, “do you like Fionn?”
“Wait, what?” I asked shocked.
“You heard me, are you in love with Fionn?” He said coldly.
“Whoa, Harry what the hell are you saying?” I shut him up.
“Oh I don’t I go to bar to get us drinks and come back seeing you flirting with Fionn. He was making you laugh so hard, why do you love him?” He ranted.
“What the hell Harry? We are just friends, and you have no right to talk with me with that tone.” I said slightly raising my voice.
“Just friends, sure.” He scoffed bitterly.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Admit it you like him.”
“I DON’T LIKE HIM, I LOVE YOU, YOU MORON.” I yelled.
He stopped the car.
“What..wha-” he began.
“How dare you speak with me like that?” I snapped at him.
“Y/N, I’m sorry, I though-” He began but I was already making my way out of his car and began walking.
OOOOOAHAHAH ARE YOU STILL DOING REQUESTS??? If so PLEASSSEEE write a blurby thang about how the reader has been working at the BAU alongside her husband Spencer for 3 years now, but when they go home to their house after Derek had just quit (for his B.B. boi) Spencer starts crying really hard and eventually the reader tells him she’s pregnant and fluff and just- plz
That day Derek had said goodbye to everyone and walked out
the building for the last time, which is why Spencer was leaning on your
shoulder with puffy eyes. “I’m going to miss him, Y/N,” He sniffed as he stared
at a lone striped sock on the floor.
“I am too, Spence, I am too,” You were running your fingers
through his curls, massaging his scalp.
“I mean, I would probably leave too if we were going to have
a baby.” He smiled at the thought of you two having a child.
“Well, I don’t think I’m going to,” You smirked, placing
your free hand on your stomach.
“Going to? What do you- “He sat up, looking at you, “Are you
serious? Oh my God!” He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you tight against
him. Spencer let you go to lean down to your stomach, his hands rubbing it. You
watched him, his frown replaced with the biggest grin. He looked up to meet
your eyes, “When did you find out?”
“A couple of days ago, I was gonna tell you, but then
everything with Derek happened,” You smiled, placing your hands on top of his
which still rested on your stomach.
“At least now Hank will have someone to play with in 9 months.”
I have been informed that my Masterlist isn’t working so I will post it here. Please tell me if this doesn’t work either. I’m sorry that it hasn’t been working. I haven’t added a couple of things I believe.
A Supercorp First: Star Wars and Alderaan (aka Supercorp hurt/comfort)
prompt from @apollosfakebitch: “ lena and kara watching a new hope and
lena realizing waaaay too late about alderaan and what it’s like for
kara to see it”
Kara is the only important person in Winn’s life that he hasn’t forced to sit down and watch Star Wars marathons with him.
James corralled Alex to sit through it with him – “you’re my only hope,” he’d told her, and she’d furrowed her brow in confusion until Leia said it in the film, at which point she smacked him lightly on the head – last year, and though she’d hemmed and hawed, Winn promised an endless supply of pizza and ice cream, and Kara was away on a mission with Hank, and Alex didn’t want to admit it, but she was lonely, so she’d been, as Winn called it, initiated.
Winn invites Maggie for a marathon a couple months after he meets her, and Alex just pats her on the arm and wishes her luck, but Maggie is excited as all get-out about the damn thing.
Winn never invites Kara to these Star Wars screenings. (Except when he’s rewatching the newer trilogy. Then she’s got no excuse.)
He never invites her because he might act silly, but he’s not. He’s deeply thoughtful.
He’s deeply thoughtful and he knows what watching Alderaan get destroyed might do to Kara, who struggled even with Hitchhikers’ Guide to the Galaxy because it was based, even in its hilarity, on the destruction of an entire planet.
But Lena? Lena’s never seen Star Wars, and when she and Kara have been dating for a couple of months, Winn invites her, too.
But she’s still insecure – somewhat – around Kara’s friends. She still doesn’t know quite how to act with this ragtag group who save the world in jeans and polos and who love each other beyond anything she’s ever known in her life.
She’s still insecure, so – unbeknownst to Winn – she asks Kara to watch the original trilogy with her before she sees it with Winn, so she doesn’t come off as quite so ignorant of cultural landmarks.
(She doesn’t know, yet, that Winn would more than understand her explanation for never having seen the movies, since Lilian considered them ‘a frivolous waste of time for a girl who needs to focus on her studies, on becoming a woman, on living up to the family name, impossible as that will prove for such a worthless child.’)
So they settle in with popcorn and donuts and potstickers and and wine and pizza and kombucha – Lena is always amused by Kara’s eclectic meal choices, but always fully supportive of them – and Lena relishes the way Kara’s arm wraps around her shoulders.
The way Kara’s heartbeat thrums steadily under her ear.
The way Kara never pauses the movie, but whispers in her ear in between dialogue about how surprisingly accurate some of it is, how surprisingly inaccurate other parts are, about ‘R2D2 and C3PO kind of remind me of Kelex – they used to be everywhere at home. I miss them sometimes. Okay, actually, a lot,” and Lena makes a note to research AI robots as soon as she gets a chance.
The way Kara strokes her hair constantly and pulls her closer every time someone gets shot, even the Stormtroopers, and Lena loves her all the more for empathizing with the enemy.
But then Vader brings Leia to Tarkin, and he calmly tells her that she is responsible for which planet the Death Star will destroy first, and Kara stiffens, and Lena straightens in her arms, sitting up fully so she can watch Kara’s face as Leia begs for the survival of her weaponless planet – the first time her cool sass and iron bravery is disturbed – and Lena leans across the piles of food to reach for the remote.
Kara stills her hand without looking at her, her wide eyes fixed on the screen. Lena and Kara both flinch as Tarkin backs Leia up into Vader’s armored chest, both knowing what it feels like to have men standing over them like that, backing them up like that, trying to control them like that.
But Kara also knows Leia’s dread, Leia’s pain, Leia’s panic.
Because her planet is gone, too.
“Kara,” Lena tries softly, but Kara shakes her head resolutely, her eyes still transfixed on the screen, relief and agony flooding her face when a defeated-looking Leia murmurs the supposed location of the base.
Kara shouts out, along with Leia, when Tarkin gives the order to destroy Leia’s entire planet, her entire people, regardless of her cooperation, and Lena flinches slightly at the sudden sound, but she reminds herself that it’s Kara, just Kara, and Kara’s in pain.
And Kara slams off the TV just as primary ignition is commencing, because she can’t, she can’t, she can’t.
Lena puts a tentative hand on Kara’s thigh and watches her quietly, watches her waiting.
“So that’s why Winn never made me watch with him. Why Alex didn’t want to watch it with me when we were kids.”
“Kara, I’m so sorry. I’ve never seen it before, I didn’t know – “
“I’m not angry at you, Lena.”
“I know, but I still feel terribly – “
“Don’t. I’m sorry. I ruined the movie, our date – “ she thrusts her arms out disjointedly at the dimmed lights and food and wine around them – “I’m sorry, you don’t deserve this, you deserve someone… normal, someone… human.”
Lena’s heart breaks and her eyes flash, and she kneels in front of Kara before she can rise and walk away; kneels in front of her and frames her face in her hands, a stern, sad, loving look on her face.
“Kara Danvers. You’re right, I don’t deserve this. Deserve you. But not because you‘re Kryptonian, and not because you have scars. I don’t deserve you because of how you bear those scars: you’re beautiful, Kara, and I don’t only mean on the outside. You somehow don’t hate the world, hate people, even though…” She glances back at the now dark TV screen. “Even though the world – worlds – have given you every reason to. And that… you… you’re brave and you’re kind, and you’re everything I want and nothing I deserve, Kara. So please, don’t apologize for who you are. For what… hurts you. You never have to apologize to me. Alright?”
“Lena,” is all Kara can choke, and Lena can’t carry her to bed, but she can hold her, and she can wrap her in her arms and burrow them both deep into the throw blankets, and she can wipe her tears with her fingers, her lips, and she can whisper wordlessly into her ears as her chest wracks with sobs, as her entire body shakes with grief.
She can, and she does.
And when Kara finally cries herself to sleep, Lena stays awake, guarding her from nightmares until nearly sunrise.
And when Kara wakes, still wrapped in Lena’s arms, her eyes swollen and her head sore, and she looks at how hard Lena is sleeping, even in an awkward, semi-upright position on the couch, she knows Lena must have stayed up all night watching her sleep – protecting her – and she smiles softly, because she knows that she might not have her birth planet, but she certainly has love.