A/N: Hello fellow readers, so here's another SuperCorp fic that I've based on the movie What If. I thought it was a cute movie, and it reminded me of Kara and Lena, so I went ahead and took the plunge. It's not strictly based on the film or the series, but a mesh of both... sorta. Anyways, hope you enjoy and please review ^_^.

Refrigerator Poets

There was absolutely nothing minutely entertaining about anything happening around her. Smiling people wrapped up in their own drunken stupor; she had absolutely nothing in common with them. Lena looked ahead and found herself face to face with a scrabble of magnetic words plastered to a fridge. Slowly she put together a sentence that vaguely made any sense to her.

crumbling clouds make for

orgasmic nights

Before she could attempt a read at her psyche, a friendly voice popped her self-created bubble of solitude. Her eyes glanced upwards and found a pair of lively, light blue ones eager to catch her gaze. Lena halted for a second and wondered whether or not she had already said hi or not.

"Hi," Lena said again just to make sure she had spoke.

"So what's it mean?" the blue-eyed girl asked again, smirking at Lena's raised brow.

Lena looked back at the fridge and grinned. "I can't say I really know; not yet anyways."

"So it's more of a prophecy than a poem?" Kara teased.

"Poem, prophecy, was there ever a difference?" Lena shrugged as she grinned back at the playful girl with golden hair pulled back into a ponytail, a pair of thick frames on the bridge of her nose.. Lena thought it was cute… that she was cute.

"Alright then," Kara focused on the poem in front of her and picked a few magnets from the fridge. "This goes here, and this goes here and bam!"

crumbling clouds make for

orgasmic nights

with flying girls

"With flying girls?" Lena asked, curious to know what the stranger's addition meant.

Kara shrugged and responded, "only time will tell; that's how prophecies work right?"

"Depends what kind of time theory you're willing to bet on," Lena explained and Kara smiled even wider at the girl's nerdiness and her slight irish accent.

"Oh look at what we have here!" an inebriated but highly confident voice barged in on their conversation.

"Hey sis," Kara greeted the slightly older girl.

"I see you've met Lena; Lena this is Kara, my baby sister" Alex grinned and then added, "fun fact, this is Lena's first time out of her room in almost 8 months."

"It wasn't that long," Lena rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "And how did I not know you had a sister?" Lena eyed her roommate with suspicion.

"Maybe if you had come out more often, I could have introduced you two sooner." Alex handed the two girls beers and then patted Lena's shoulder before looking straight at Kara. "Lena's been heartbroken for awhile now." Alex added with a slur as she pulled Lena into her chest.

"Hey!" Lena fended off Alex's iron grip as best she could, but getting a drunken hug from Alex was nearly impossible to get out of.

Kara giggled and pulled Lena from Alex's grasp.

"For the record, I broke up with him." Lena responded and Alex was about to say something else, but another loud voice cut her off.

"Dana," A girl with the most gorgeous, brown locks of hair came into view and Alex's attention was locked down.

"I can be Dana… I am Dana." Alex casually offered as she smiled goofily at the beautiful stranger.

The stranger was drunk as well, but even she knew that the girl before her was not Dana. Still, she found Alex's smile to be charming, and Dana was hastily forgotten, as were Lena and Kara, who watched with fascination.

"And there she goes," Kara chuckled as Alex carried away the stranger. "So Lena, you're the roommate she's always talking about?"

"I suppose that would be me, however, I must ask, what is it that she's said about me?" Lena asked cautiously.

"Absolutely nefarious things," Kara teased. "You know I've been by your apartment a few times now."

"You have?" Lena tilted her head and bit her lip. "I really was stuck in my room then."

"No worries, I prefer meeting this way." Kara pointed with her thumb to the fridge poem. "It's easily becoming one of my most favorite poems."

"I'm glad I've made some kind of contribution to this party," Lena responded with playful haughtiness and Kara chuckled.

The rest of the night, Lena found great company in the fascinating blonde. It had been so long since she felt like she could carry a conversation with anybody, but talking to Kara felt so natural and witty. That's why when Kara excused herself to go to the restroom and never came back, Lena didn't understand why. She felt disheartened, but was glad she had come anyway. She'd probably see Kara around, being Alex's sister and all, so it's not like she'd never see her again. As she walked to collect her coat and return home, she spotted a familiar head of blonde curls. Kara looked up from zipping her jacket and then smirked at Lena.

"And here I was trying to be a royal jerk and slip out unnoticed."

"Same here," Lena wrapped her coat around her and followed the smiling girl out the front door.

"Walking home?" Kara asked and Lena nodded.

"Yeah I live down that way," Lena pointed left down the road.

"I know, I live the same way, walk with me?"

"Of course," Lena smirked, "unless you'd prefer me to walk behind you, pretend we're not going in the same direction and remain awkwardly silent?"

Kara pondered the idea and then said, "that might make this walk that much more interesting."

Lena raised a brow, grinned and followed the tail of the girl's beige raincoat. She was still confused by the girl's sudden disappearance, but Lena felt like she might understand why. Parties weren't her cup of tea, and even she had felt a certain urge to flee when she met the capricious blonde. Perhaps Kara had just acted on that flightiness, whereas she had not. Their conversation ran long again, and Lena enjoyed how easily her quirkiness was received.

"Well here's me." Kara stopped in front of nicely gated steps.

"Really? Alright, well, I just wanted to let you know, I quite enjoyed your company." Lena rarely stumbled over her words, but she hadn't interacted with anyone in a long time.

Kara smiled with an easy sort of bashfulness. "Same here, I'm glad you came out of your room today."

"It's about time I ventured out." Lena smiled and then asked, "would you like to meet again?"

Kara raised her brow and Lena continued, "to grab coffee or something."

"I'd love that, let me give you my phone number," Kara reached out for Lena's phone. As she typed in her number she added, "I'm sure my boyfriend is wondering where I've been all night; I hadn't planned on staying at the party so long, but then I found you."

Lena's mind tripped over itself as it processed Kara's sentence. She had been the reason the blonde had stayed longer at the party; her staying longer only mattered because there was someone at home already waiting for her; it was over before it had begun, or so Lena thought. Regardless, Lena took Kara's number with a small smile.

As she waved, Kara says to call her, and Lena fully intends to do so at some point. When she gets up to her tiny apartment, she poured herself a cup of tea and thought back to Kara. Of course the gorgeous girl had a boyfriend; of course Lena would be drawn to a girl that couldn't be hers. Lena groaned at the predicament she found herself in, but a buzz from her phone called her attention.

Poem Sidekick: I saved myself in your phone… and then I called my number. I wanted to make sure you'd remember me, hope this helps. ;)

Kara lay on her couch as she glanced at the notification on her phone. When she opened it, it read:

Poet: Your creepiness has saved me from awkwardly coming up with a hello text, thanks Kara. Wanna meet for coffee tomorrow?

She smiled and responded quickly.

Poem Sidekick: Sounds good, does 10 am work for you?

Poet: Perfect :)

Lena blushed slightly at the smiley she had included with her text and doubted whether or not she should have included it. She didn't want to overthink it, after all Kara was taken and the most that they could be was friends. Still having a friend like Kara wouldn't be such a bad thing.

The next few weeks, Lena spent most of her time tagging alongside Kara for various activities. She was a journalist for Catco Magazine and often went various places for interviews. The only time Lena hadn't accompanied Kara was when she paid a visit to Luthor Corporation for a piece on it's missing heiress. A sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach always bothered her when she thought of her family. Lena had taken a leave of absence, and had almost forgotten she was a Luthor. That day, Kara ended up going over to Alex and Lena's apartment to rant about not being allowed to speak to anyone important at Luthor Corporation.

Kara set her mug down heavily so that it clanked against the wooden table.

"I mean can you believe they had me questioning the guy at the front desk?" Kara vented. "He knew nothing," she muttered and took another angry sip of her tea.

"Why the sudden interest in Luthor corp?" Lena asked.

Kara shrugged, "I heard almost a year and a half ago that it would be taken over by another Luthor heir, but they've seemingly just disappeared off the face of the earth."

Alex glanced at Lena; of course she knew her secret, but she had vowed to keep it the day they moved in together. She knew a thing or two about running away from family just to get away from the pressure of being something you weren't. She had met Lena in college and had befriended the girl easily enough. When she had found out she was a Luthor, she didn't even have a chance to be angry about it. The littlest Luthor was a prime target for hatred; Alex soon learned that she was the girl's only friend.

"I'm sure they have a good reason for doing so," Lena offered.

"But my scoop," Kara pouted. "I also heard the next Luthor heir was a female."

"You say that like you've never encountered a female before." Lena chuckled.

"Haven't you heard, Kara is wildly attracted to powerful women," Alex teased causing Lena to blush and Kara to smirk.

"Right because that's what I use my interviewing skills for, wooing women in power." Kara rolled her eyes and then glanced at Lena. "Don't listen to Alex. I just want to get her story before anyone tries to twist it. As much as I'd like to think my field is all about truth, I know more than a few journalists that merely feed into public fears."

Lena smiled warmly, further amazed by the honesty of the girl that sat beside her.

"Like that scare article on Supergirl," Lena commented and watched how Kara's face twisted.

"That was just bad writing and you know it," Kara defended the superhero's name.

Lena chuckled, Kara always stood up for the blue and red superhero. "Maybe Alex is right and you have a thing for powerful women. I can see how her strong legs in that hot, red mini-skirt might do it for you."

Alex burst out laughing as Kara blushed a deep red. It was absolutely wonderful how both of their secret identities had been brought up in the same conversation, yet neither knew the implications of what they were saying. The elder Danvers patted Kara and Lena on the back.

"As fun as the two of you are, I've got to get going," Alex smiled wide as she walked out the door, "Maggie awaits."

"Have fun!" Kara called out as her sister left. "She's a wild one; I really can't believe how she met Maggie that night."

Lena nodded and then the poem came back to mind.

"With flying girls…" Lena murmured as she recalled Kara's addition to her poem. "Oh my god... "

"What?" Kara asked with sudden worry.

"You totally have a thing for Supergirl!" Lena accused with a bright smile.

"I… I do not!" Kara protested.

"You ended my highly suggestive poem with "with flying girls;" how is that not about Supergirl?"

Kara opened her mouth to say something, but quickly shut it again. She had indeed meant Supergirl, but she was Supergirl. That night had been strange for the Kryptonian. Lately she had been going out quite a bit and pulling Lena along, but before Lena had come into the picture she hadn't had time for anything, or so it seemed. She would go to work, save the day when needed and return home to her boyfriend. That night, she had been drawn to Lena almost absentmindedly, and when she got to talking with her, she felt a certain kind of danger in doing so. She had been flirting with the green-eyed girl and leading her on; it just felt so natural. In her defense, she had tried to leave, but Lena had caught her. That poem… it probably led Lena on more than it should have, but it had been such a pretty verse.

"Fine, you caught me," Kara sighed.

"I didn't know you liked girls." Lena nonchalantly added.

"Where I'm from," Kara caught herself before she could sound even more alien, "I mean, I grew up with a very liberal family, so my sexuality is fluid. It's mostly about making a connection, for me." She explained and found that she was staring at Lena the entire time. It just sometimes happened when she was with Lena. When she snapped out of her trance, she blurted out, "would you like to come over for dinner?"

"At your place?" Lena asked; Kara hadn't invited her over before.

"Uhhh, yeah, you can meet my Mike, my guy friend."

"Boyfriend?" Lena clarified and Kara nodded. "Sure, sounds great."

After some friendly banter, Kara took her leave to prepare for the dinner she had suddenly sprung on Lena. Lena sighed as she fiddled with her fingers and thought of the night ahead. This was an important step for her and Kara, it would solidify their friendship and Lena would hopefully see how happy Kara was with her chosen partner. Meanwhile, Kara ran around her apartment with light speed as she fretted on what to make. She tried a simple dish and it quickly turned into a fiery fieto, and if she hadn't had superpowers, she might have burnt the whole building down. Mon-el watched on with mild interest as his partner fretted over dinner.

"Kara let's just get pizza," Mon-el suggested.

"Pizza?" Kara asked incredulously. "We can't have pizza for dinner!"

Mon-el raised a brow, "but we always have pizza."

"Well not today!" She shouted back clearly frustrated. "Today Lena's coming over and we're going to have real dinner."

Just before she could come up with a solution, a knock at the door caused her brow to furrow. It couldn't have been Lena, and if it was, she was extremely early. Kara looked through the door and found an angry, little woman on the other side. She groaned but knew what it was about, so she opened the door.

"Hey Luce," Kara greeted with a lopsided grin, "I take it you need to talk?"

A/N: I'm going to leave it here and work on the rest later this week. Hopefully I get the next chapter out this weekend! And yes I'm sorry for including Mon-el... but he fit the role perfectly, and if any of you have seen the movie, you're going to love what happens next.