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Author's Note: I consider this AU because Mon-El isn't Kara's boyfriend (because let's face it, no one wants to see that). All romantic interactions with him are going to be omitted. This is a "What if?" fic. This fic starts right after the events of the "Luthors" episode. Because dear LORD the office scene! Soooo much inspiration. X3
Warnings(!): MAJOR FLUFF WARNING. This will also contain spoilers for some episodes, now and in the future. And also, if you are new to the realm of 1Syphira, I write SMUT. Lots and lots of it. So don't even think about continuing unless you plan on reading some sweet lesbian SECKS. X3 If this offends you, what the HELL are you doing on this website? You do realize like 99% of what's in here is smut, right...?
TO LOVE A LUTHOR
Chapter One
Kara left Lena's office feeling both stupidly happy but also strangely empty. She had played her hand and felt somewhat foolish. She had told Lena she would be there for her always. Always. She meant every word, but it certainly laid her feelings and intentions bare.
It wasn't until she got back to her apartment before she realized something about all those flowers. Lena had sent her flowers to her work, a public place.
Now, Kara still had some difficulty with cultural differences between Kryptonians and humans on occasion, but she darn well knew what flowers meant. Especially mass quantities of them. A proclamation of feelings. Also a declaration of ownership because Lena sent them to a public place. She knew Lena wasn't really the type of friend to publically embarrass someone for fun. No, these flowers meant more than a playful display of friendly affection. Lena was marking her territory.
When she arrived at her apartment a few seconds after leaving Lena's office, she stripped her clothes and Supergirl uniform and tossed them on the bed before climbing into the shower. She didn't even bother with cold water; she kind of enjoyed the scalding heat. She closed her eyes and filled her lungs with the humid air taking slow, deep breaths. She then did a couple of Kryptonian mind-clearing exercises.
When her mind was clear, she asked herself a simple, yet so very complex question.
"What are you so afraid of?" she said aloud.
The answer was immediate. 'I can't lose her. It would break me.'
This brought more questions of course. Questions like, could Lena accept her knowing Kara was Supergirl? Kara suspected Lena already knew; her I.Q. was off the charts for heaven's sake, but Clark had somehow always kept his identity hidden from Lex Luthor. And then there was the big one—what if she was wrong and Lena didn't feel the same way? When Winn confessed his feelings it nearly destroyed their friendship. She couldn't handle the idea that it might ruin her friendship with Lena.
Then again, was friendship enough? She wanted so much more than that. And she couldn't handle the idea of Lena falling for someone else. Just the thought made jealousy twist her stomach. She genuinely wanted Lena to be happy, but she also wanted Lena to herself. Humans had a subtle way of scorning jealous love, but Kryptonians had a more philosophical way of viewing it. Kryptonians, by nature, were a romantic people and Kara was no exception.
In that same moment she realized she had left Lena alone when she was probably feeling vulnerable. Guilt consumed Kara in an instant. In the following two seconds, Kara was showered, dressed in her Supergirl uniform, and was halfway across National City before you could say "Kryptonite."
Lena's apartment, like all things Luthor, was huge and lavish, and conveniently located on top of a lovely apartment complex complete with a garden on the roof. It was a beautiful Japanese rock and bonsai tree garden with a sprinkling of sakura trees and exotic flowers. Lena had an automated glass roof installed that with a press of a button covered the whole roof. In the winter it made for a convenient greenhouse and wind blocker on breezy days. Fortunately, the glass roof was currently open.
When Kara neared the building, she saw Lena standing on the small oak rainbow bridge which arched over a lovely koi pond. The koi beneath were languidly swimming around, disappearing under large lily pads then reappearing a few moments later. Lena had a glass of wine in her hand and a sadness laced her eyes that broke Kara's heart.
She slowed so as not to startle the brunette and stopped, hovering a few feet above the roof. Though it was night, the strings of paper lanterns betrayed Lena's bright smile when she saw the Kryptonian.
"Supergirl," she said and her smile widened. "This is a pleasant surprise. To what do I owe the honor?"
"I came to make sure you were all right," Kara replied in her most Supergirl-like voice.
"You're kind," Lena replied. "But unfortunately I don't think you can help me with what's really troubling me."
"About your mother?" Kara asked, tilting her head.
Lena took another sip of wine then said, "No. I've made my peace with that woman. As much as one can make peace with one's mother, albeit adoptive, being a genocidal maniac. No, what's troubling me is that I'm a coward."
"Miss Luthor, you are many things, but a coward is not one."
Lena smiled again, though Kara couldn't quite place what was behind the smile. "I am though. I'm in love with someone, Supergirl. I'm in love with someone but I know they could never love me, thanks to my accursed Luthor name."
Kara's stomach lurched. Lena? In love? With whom? She thought they talked about everything, how could she not know who it was? Why had Lena never mentioned this before? But worse still, had she missed her chance with Lena?
"They'd be a fool to judge you by the sins of your predecessors and not worth your time," Kara said, surprising both of them with her candor. "They should be so lucky to have someone so kind and so good as you, Miss Luthor."
"Even if that someone is Kara Danvers?"
Kara nearly fell out of the air and her heart pounded so hard she was afraid the whole city could hear it. She could feel herself turning red. It occurred to her she should really work on her poker face. Or that she should learn to control her reactions in general—especially around Lena.
"K-Kara?" she stammered, then pretended to clear her throat. "You're in love with Kara Danvers?"
"I hope she's not spoken for. I know you two are close," Lena commented.
Something in the way Lena said "close" gave Kara the uncomfortable feeling Lena knew too much. "I-I mean she's single I think." Kara giggled awkwardly.
"Then there's hope after all," Lena said in a voice so seductive it made Kara's knees feel weak. She was suddenly glad she was floating, not standing. "But I'm still a fool. I so very much wanted to tell her how I felt and I couldn't do it. And God, she's so wonderful. And ridiculously perfect. I don't know why she wastes her time on me. I've never met anyone like her. How could I not love her? God listen to me, I'm sorry. You've got far more important things to do than listen to the ramblings of a lovesick woman. You've got people to save, buses to stop from falling off buildings and all that."
Kara giggled again. "The evening is quiet, no buses falling through the air. And I wouldn't be much of a hero if I left a friend in need."
Suddenly Supergirl wished she had come as Kara and not as the hero. Then again, if she had she may never have heard Lena's sweet confession of love.
Lena took another long drink of wine. "So what do you suggest, Supergirl? Should I take a chance and hope to whatever gods might listen she's open to the idea of dating a woman? Or assume she's straight and to avoid offending her, keep my mouth shut?"
"Well considering her sister is gay, I doubt you'll have to worry about offending her," Kara replied. "And I can't exactly vouch for her sexuality, but I do know that, for Kara, love is love. I don't really see her limiting herself on love by ruling out fifty-one percent of the population. What's that human expression? 'Nothing ventured, nothing gained'?"
A smile Lena reserved only for Supergirl crept into her red lips. "You've given me new hope. Thank you."
"Always," Kara replied. She felt as though her heart would burst with happiness.
A moment later she realized she said exactly what she had said only an hour before in Lena's office and said it in exactly the same way. If face-palming wouldn't have looked extremely suspicious just then, she would have.