AN: I have no self-restraint. I just needed to write the end to this little Supercorp fic. And I figured no one would mind. So. Here it be: the grand finale. Please, do enjoy and let me know what you thought about it.


Lena rushed out of her car, duffel bag hanging from a shoulder. She had rushed to her apartment after her lunch date with Kara. Being in such close proximity to her favorite reporter for such a long time made Lena's control evaporate. She felt guilty for making Kara spend money for extra bed sheets, but Lena simply couldn't help herself. There she was once more, going up the stairs to reach Kara's apartment.

She didn't know how long Kara would be away at Catco, so she had to act quick, especially because she opted to leave her disguise in her apartment. There was barely time to grab the bag and lockpicks. Deft fingers made quick work of the lock and she entered the apartment, sunshine illuminating the small room. Lena stopped.

She hadn't planned this time. Lena Luthor without a plan was troubling. What would she take this time? Another bed sheet would just be suspicious, though Lena figured that would have Kara's scent stronger than any shirt or sweater. Lena walked into the bedroom area, staring at the bed. The comforter would be an excellent choice. She could shape it into a more human form or just use it as is to keep her warm.

God, what am I thinking?

It was a tempting choice, that comforter. She leaned in, taking a breath. She let out a sigh as sunshine, summer, sunflowers, everything Kara flooded her senses. Lena broke. She began pulling the hefty comforter off the bed, huffing as she stuffed it bit by bit into her bag. The bed shifted as the comforter clung to the bed, making Lena grunt. She moved the bed back into its original place before continuing her task of removing the comforter.

She was almost done making the comforter fit in the duffel bag, she just needed to make sure the zipper closed and—

"Lena?"


Kara huffed as she landed at an alley next to her apartment. That checkup was horrid. She might've been the Girl of Steel, but medical examinations were the bane of her existence. Kara never got sick, so she never needed to see a doctor. "Just stick me under a lightbulb for a minute or two and I'm good to go," she once told Alex. Her sister being Alex, however, had not found that funny. Cadmus had taken her blood for reasons unknown at the time. Kara was trying to calm her sister by cracking a bad joke.

But the examination at the DEO involved more than just absorbing light. Poking, prodding, questions, so many questions. After begging J'onn that she was fine a good six times, she was finally cleared. Now, she wanted nothing more than to lay in her couch and watch some television.

Kara froze. Her apartment door was ajar, and a noise came from inside. Grunting. It almost sounded like… no, that was impossible. She used her x-ray vision to see who was inside and what they were doing.

No…

"Lena?"

The woman in question froze. She was kneeling by Kara's bed, her comforter poking out of a black duffel bag. An assortment of lockpicks laid on the ground. Kara couldn't move, couldn't tear her eyes away from Lena.

"What are you…? What?"

"Kara, I can explain," Lena said as she stood, stepping forward.

Kara flinched. "Why are you stealing my comforter?" Her eyes grew wide. "Did you also steal my bed sheet the other day, too?"

For the first time since knowing her, Kara witnessed Lena Luthor stutter and stumble over her words. She watched as Lena wrung her hands, eyes darting from Kara to the bag on the ground. She was saying something that Kara couldn't hear nor understand. She was still processing why Lena was in her apartment. Why her best friend broke into her apartment.

"Lena." Kara stopped Lena's sputtering. "Why are you in my apartment stealing my things? We were at a Bed, Bath, and Beyond about an hour. If you needed a bed sheet, you could have just gotten one from— "

"Your scent."

Kara's brows scrunched together. "What?"


Lena was a Luthor. A Luthor did not back down, did not flinch. A Luthor was prepared for any battle, prepared to face the consequences of the aftermath. It was time she Luthored up.

"Your scent, Kara Danvers. You smell divine. It's like… like I'm basking in a flower field in summer, sunlight washing over me, a gentle breeze cooling me. Like a walk in a park, branches swaying gently, their shade keeping me safe. That's why I stole your bed sheets. Because when I hug you, I… I want to bury my face into the crook of your neck and just breathe you in.

Because Kara Danvers, you're the only thing that makes me lose control. I didn't want this to happen. God, you have no idea how many times I told myself that what I feel for you was nothing more than friendship. That it's simply the way I should feel when I love the only friend who has supported me and stood by me when no one else has. Kara, I love you."


Kara's ears rung with the last words Lena spoke. With everything she said. She stood shocked. Paralyzed. She had dreamed countless times of confessing her feeling to Lena. Under the moonlight in a park, sitting in an old picnic bench. In her office, blurting it out as they sat on Lena's couch. In a restaurant, a red rose accompanying her words.

Kara blinked. She suddenly felt as if ice cold water had been dumped on her, waking her up. Faster than she should have, she lunged at Lena, pressing her lips hungrily against the Luthor. Lips parted for her instantly, a groan escaping from someplace deep in her chest as Lena's tongue slid against her own. Kara held Lena's head in her hands, pulling her as close as she could, hands tangling in dark, thick locks of hair. So soft. Everything was soft. Lena's hair, her lips, her skin. She wanted to touch more, everywhere.

A hand slithered down Lena's dress, eliciting soft gasps as it came to a stop at her waist. Kara needed to explore every hill and valley in Lena's body, needed to lose herself in her eyes, in her body, in her heart.

The need for air was too much, however, and she pulled away with a nibble on Lena's lower lip. She breathed heavily, staring into Lena's eyes.

"I love you, too."

Lena's eyes were wider than ever, pupils dilated. Her gaze floored Kara. A gaze filled with so many promises. Kara felt the hands on her hips grip her tighter. After a moment, Lena quirked her lips.

"So, you're not mad at me for stealing your things?"

Kara rested her forehead on Lena's, letting out a breath of laughter. "If this is how things end, I don't know why you didn't do it sooner."

"I have some restraint." Lena smirked, resting her arms on Kara's shoulders.

"I'd really like to put that to the test." Kara paused. "If you'd let me."

Lena's smoldering stare told Kara everything she needed to know. She pushed Lena onto her bed, kissing her deeper, more passionately. She took her time. In that moment, they had all the time in the world.