She had finally done it. After so much deliberation, Lena Lutessa Luthor had cut off her hair. She wasn't bald or anything, in fact it was more styled in the way of Jennifer Lawrence after her Oscar win, shorter on the sides and a little longer up top. She was currently standing in her office staring into her mirror, fussing with it and trying to style it properly. She had never felt so free in her life, as if she had gotten rid of so much baggage with every lock that had fallen to the floor, especially with everything that had happened recently. Her hair stylist looked at her like she was insane when she had first approached her with it, even trying to talk her out of it. She was after all the CEO and face of a multi-billion company. What would her mother think, she had asked Lena? Quite frankly, she didn't give a damn what her mother or anyone thought for that matter. No, not all. Just one person. Or more specifically, what a certain blue eyed, blonde haired reporter would think. She was going over it in her mind and how to approach it, when suddenly the door swung open and Kara barged in, startling Lena out of her thoughts.
"Lena, I need to talk to you."
Kara stopped walking and stood and stared at Lena, mouth slightly open in shock. Lena looked at her, concern slowly spreading on her own face as she stared at Kara's expression.
"Kara, what is it? Is something wrong? Do you need my help?"
Kara kept staring at Lena, silence stretching between them. Lena had no idea what was going on and took a slow step towards her friend who she may or may not have developed a small crush on. Ok, fine, a big crush.
"Kara?" she asked her, uncertainty lacing her voice.
Kara blinked and shook her head, suddenly stepping forward and invaded Lena's space, looking her in the eyes with an intensity that shook Lena to her very core.
"Your hair," she said softly.
Lena's hand snaked up to her head, twisting the short locks in her fingers, her anxiety spiking.
"Oh this?" She laughed nervously, looking down at the floor. "Do you like it? It was just something I thought I would try out, I wasn't sure if I should go so short. I thought maybe, -" she was cut off by a firm hand lifting her head and soft lips on hers. She froze, surprised, wondering what to do, and then Kara's tongue darted out and everything was forgotten. She grabbed Kara's jacket with both hands, pulling her in closer and kissed her back with everything she had in her, all of her feelings pouring into the kiss. Kara's hand moved from her chin to her hair, gripping it hard but not enough to hurt her, her kiss becoming much more urgent. She bites Kara's lower lip, earning a soft moan from the taller girl. Lena angles her head to the side while sliding her tongue across Kara's lips, asking silently for entrance. Kara's tongue dances with hers and then all she sees is stars behind her eyelids. She thinks about how she can do this forever, when suddenly Kara pulls away and rests her forehead against Lena's. The air is charged with something heavy, something unspoken, and they hold onto each other as they catch their breath.
"So,' Lena says, finally looking up at Kara. "Does that mean you like it?"
Kara throws her head back and laughs, letting go of her and reaching up to move some hair from Lena's face.
"No," she says as she leans in for another kiss. "I love it."