Thank you for the comments in the 1st part. I have the whole story in draft just finishing it off, will add the next chapter in a few days Sorry if there are errors, over tired proof read but words are not making sense, I will read it again later and re upload if I find errors
As Mon-El's feet touched the ground he was a little surprised. He had expected her to fly off home and leave him to go home, but they landed just inside her place. He looked around, having never been there before, feeling rather unsure of himself. Kara and he were not friends and really were not 'come over to my place friends'. He was painfully out of his comfort zone trying to establish how this had happened. Maybe she just wanted company on the trip home. Maybe she wanted to give him his hoodie back. Maybe this was a mistake.
He wasn't really sure where he was in National City either. His and Winn's place was a few blocks away he noticed as they were air borne. So shouldn't take long to get home from here.
He nervously ran his fingers though his hair as he looked around. It was a lovely apartment, airy and quaintly decorated. Very Kara. His eyes flicked to the door wondering if he should let himself out. Earth culture was still a little confusing.
Kara totally oblivious to his uncertainty, wasn't keen to be alone just yet. Looking down at her suit spotting the dirt, she brushed it off. Her hair smelt of smoke and her makeup had run down her face. She felt more self-conscious than she expected. And longed to wash the day off her skin. However she didn't want him to leave, she was reassured by him being close. She directed him to the sofa and turning the TV on handed him the remote control.
"Make yourself at home, fridge is there is you want a drink" she said as she took herself off to heat vision heat her bath up. She really needed to feel clean. Wash the day away. In the bathroom she shrugged off his hoodie. It was nice all fluffy and warm. She folded it and put it too one side. Adding some bath salts to the now warm water, almost on auto pilot, she sank into the bath not really considering that her sometimes nemesis was alone in her flat.
After a short bath Kara dressed in her most comfortable Pyjamas and pulled Mon-El's hoodie back on. She starting to towel drying her hair as she walked into the open plan area. It was at that point her mouth dropped open. What she saw was the Daxamite who had clearly just finished all the washing up, was trying to work out where things went to put them away.
He clearly heard her and was suddenly by her side shooing her onto the sofa, putting a blanket over her knees and then a cup of marshmallow filled hot chocolate in her hand. She chuckled. Deeply inhaling the chocolatey goodness. Catching a soft hint of his smell from the Hoodie, she sank into the sofa smiling.
"You can go Mon-El you don't need to baby sit me" she stated. She was feeling slightly guilty that he was trying hard to help her out and she had been harshly judging him for being a Daxamite earlier. Also a little guilty that she had dragged him away from a night, that she assumed involved drinking and random women. Daxamites were famous for their partying. The party planet, she had been warned away from it as a child.
He looked a little crestfallen. Yet nodded, "Ok I understand." He ran his fingers through his hair again, and walked towards the door. A pang of guilt flooded through her when she realised he misunderstood.
"No, you don't have to go," she grabbed his arm as she zoomed to stand in front of him. "Unless you want to" she suddenly doubted that he wanted to be there, maybe Daxam taught her people that Kryptonians were bad. She couldn't see how that could be the case, but the two worlds had very different standards. Her breath caught in her lungs as she waited for him to say something. Her blue eyes pleadingly looking up at him urging him to stay. He studied her for a few seconds.
"Do you want me too?" there was a hint of hope that maybe there could be a friendship between them within his voice.
That moment there was a knock on the door, they both jumped slightly. Mon-El opened it, Kara was bemused, her apartment most likely for her, still he seemed very keen to please her. She beamed massively when she saw Winn with a bag of pot stickers, and a pizza and a tub of ice cream. The computer genius looked very pleased with himself. His untamed hair looked more windswept than normal, he must have rushed, and unlike the two Aliens he didn't have super speed, yet didn't like to be left out.
A soft hint in the air, of something else sweet caught her attention, and she turned to Mon-El "Cookies?" he nodded. The oven took that moment to buzz to instruct him that it was done cooking. He removed them without oven gloves and left them to cool on the side. Winn ushered Kara to the sofa, and the boys sat either side of her with the food all laid out on her coffee table.
"How did you know?" she turned affectionately towards Winn, softly stroking his arm.
"Mon-El texted, and we both wanted to look after you" he beamed. Kara flung an arm around each of them. Winn had his breath squeezed out of him, and was worried he would bruise. Mon-El didn't flinch, but he like Kara had super human strength.
"You two are the best" she gushed and started to eat.
A few hours later having watched a terrible romantic comedy that had Mon-El rolling his eyes at all the fake reasons to keep the couple apart. He questioned entertainment on this planet. However Winn tried to be manly and pretend he wasn't crying, which was poorly done. He failed badly. Kara totally ignored any such pretence. She snuggled up to Mon-El and cradling a box of tissues sobbing away, while his arm was draped over her shoulder. She listened to his heart beating in the wrong side of his chest, compared to humans. It was relaxing.
Winn glanced at his mate, who just shrugged. Kara's need for comfort was clear, Winn wasn't sure this was the best plan. The Daxamite was a little overly affectionate when he felt comfortable with people. Winn had to keep pointing out things that were not common in Earth culture, and things Mon-El did that freaked people out. Kara's acceptance of his embrace was the more surprising element, as well as the fact that she was the one to move closer and lean against him. The two trained together a lot, and were the only ones to match each other strength wise. Hence being used to being physical with each other, so clearly were not too worried about personal space.
Mon-El got off the sofa and took all the plates to wash them up. Winn looked at Kara, who missed her human pillow.
"So Mon-El didn't explain what was wrong, but something is bothering you" Winn looked concerned, Kara was so strong and self-assured this was painful to watch her look so vulnerable and hurt.
"I'm being silly" she smiled even though she knew he wouldn't believe her fake smile. "I think I just thought it would be you me and James always. Now it's you and Lyra and James and his new girl. I'm alone, and everyone at CatCo knows James and I had something going on, and now im alone. Even Alex and J'onn have partners, everyone but me, maybe being Supergirl isn't worth it" Her frustration no longer hidden showed as her voice cracked slightly.
Winn took her hand, "You are never alone, I may have a girlfriend, but you are my friend, nothing will ever change that. Supergirl or not you don't need a man to make you feel complete." His kind face was flooded with compassion.
"I'm just not sure about the Party, people will stare at me" she said honestly. She knew she didn't regret not dating James, but she knew she was a source of gossip. People would look at her, talk about her being alone, and she just wasn't ready for that. While Supergirl liked attention, Kara didn't. Kara liked being a wall flower. Hidden in the background not important not noticed.
"You don't want to be alone?" she nodded sadly, "Take him with you," Winn pointed to Mon-El, as if it was the most obvious solution, and Kara was daft for not thinking of it.
"No!" Kara protested, maybe a bit too forcefully.
"Why not?" Winn was confused, "He's single, very good looking, and that's coming from a guy who likes women, trust me people won't be talking about you"
"I can't, he's a Daxamite" Kara knew as soon as she said the words it was a terrible excuse, Mon-El was a very attractive guy, she knew that he would be the focus of most of her work friend's interest if they caught site of him. He would solve a lot of problems very quickly.
"I'm not telling you to date him just pretend. He loves parties, and he cares about you, if you ask I'm sure he would happily pretend to be your date for the evening" Winn tried to ignore that fact that Kara, kind, compassionate caring Kara, just wrote off his friend because of where he was from. That wasn't Kara.
Kara gazed at Mon-El who was cleaning, she was thinking about what Winn had said, maybe he would be good arm candy to take to the party.
He turned and caught her gaze, flashing her one of his charming smiles, "All tidy, I'm going home, Winn are you coming?"
Kara glanced at them both, "We live together" Winn explained, then wondered why he was justifying it. They were good friends and worked well together. He helped Mon-El understand Earth and Mon-El helped Winn live and explore given how much Winn had shut himself off after his father was imprisoned it was nice to be free.
"How long has that been going on?" Kara couldn't hide the shock of not knowing what was going on in her friend's life.
"2 months," Winn replied in a matter of fact way.
"How did I not know that?" she asked feeling guilty, while she wasn't that close with Mon-El they trained all the time. Winn however was her closest friend.
The boys shrugged, Winn got off the sofa, and pulled on his coat, they walked to the door. Winn hugged Kara. Mon-El followed suit, planting a chaste kiss on her lips, she stiffed, Winn laughed.
"Sorry habit" Mon-El stated, slightly panicked that he had over stepped the mark, and Winn grabbed his arm and pulled him away.
"Yes dude you don't kiss everyone when you say goodbye," Winn chuckled Kara raised an eyebrow, "Yes it was a shock when he kissed me as well" he assured her.
"So many rules on this Planet." Mon-El sighed, "I didn't hear you complaining at the time" he teased.
"Guys don't kiss guys" Winn hissed, "Well not me, guys don't kiss me" worrying he was digging himself into a hole, yes it had been shocking when his Alien roommate said good night and kissed him.
"That's so dull, the more the merrier, as we say on Daxam, you don't know until you try it" Mon-El continued to tease Winn, who was a little too wound up about the whole issue.
Kara laughed, "Night boys" and listened to Winn carefully explaining to a very open minded Prince that he can't just kiss everyone he meets, Humans are not as keen on kissing strangers as Daxamites. In return Winn was being told to stop complaining and he would have enjoyed his time on Daxam had he ever visited it.
