Kara sat at her desk, typing avidly on her laptop. She was humming to herself, her bare toes tapping against the soft carpet of her room. She was lost in her writing, as she often was. She wasn't-couldn't-think about anything but the story she was crafting in her small room, on the second floor, north corner of her house.
Suddenly, there came a knock. Her head jerked up, and she stood, quickly hopping to her door and opening it. She looked out into the hall and sighed.
"Alex, come on, I thought we were done with this kind of stuff-" she began, but the sound came again, more urgent this time.
She swiveled around and looked to see none other than Mon-El, perched outside her window on a rickety tree branch. Her eyes widened and she ran over, throwing up the sash.
"Mon-El?!" She hissed incredulously and he grinned.
"Hey, Kara."
"Kara?" Alex called from outside the door, "You okay in there?"
"Oh-oh yeah!" Kara called to her sister.
She turned back to Mon-El and raised her eyebrows pointedly. He shrugged sheepishly and she rolled her eyes. She held out one hand and he took it, smiling gratefully. He put one foot on the sill and looked down, his eyes widening.
"Uh…" Alex said, the frown evident in her voice. "Are you sure?"
Kara grimaced as she pulled Mon-El roughly through the window. "Yeap!"
Suddenly, she lost her balance, and he stifled a cry of fear. They fell to the floor with a soft thump.
"Oh, god," Mon-El groaned, "why are you so damn strong?"
"I work out!" Kara hissed.
"Kara?!" Alex called and Kara flipped them over, sitting up quickly and trying to look natural. Alex jumped into the room with a worried expression on her face. She glanced about anxiously until she saw her sister. Kara smiled and leaned her chin on her fist, her elbow resting on the mattress.
"Hey," Kara said and Alex blinked.
"Are you… okay?" She asked slowly, looking at the open window.
"Oh, uh, yeah," Kara said, touching her glasses, "I just, was trying to, uh, open the window, and I, uh, fell off my, uh, bed."
Alex raised an eyebrow and Mon-El covered his face with his palm. He moved one finger and peaked up at her, smirking as she pressed a hand to his chest so as not to fall over. Alex eyed the room suspiciously and then, nodding, turned slowly and walked out.
"Okay…" She said as she pulled the door closed.
Kara waited until she heard Alex's door close down the hall, then she turned on Mon-El. He smiled as if to say "what can you do?" and she sighed. She blew her hair out of her face as they both stood, and then made sure that half of the blonde locks were still up and the others were still down.
"Well, uh, that was close." He attempted and she laughed breathily.
"Yeah." Then, remembering she was cross with him, put her hands on her hips.
"What?" He frowned.
"You could've hurt yourself!" She chastised.
"I had to see you," he said breathlessly.
"You could've called." She crossed her arms.
"Would you have answered?" he countered and she frowned. He smiled, pointing at her, "That's what I thought."
She blinked and shook her head. "Well," She said, touching her glasses gently, "I thought we weren't talking."
He glanced down and frowned, "Yeah, I know."
He walked past her slowly and began to examine her room carefully. He suddenly turned on his heel and looked at her, "I'm sorry, I don't mean to be weird-"
"-No, no," she smiled, "I knew that when this began."
He laughed gently and she beamed, watching as he scratched his cheek gently and looked down. He lifted his head and met her eyes again. They both took a step forwards and began to speak at once.
"Mon-El, I-"
"-Kara, I-"
They stared at each other for a second, and then they grinned in tandem.
"You first," He said and she blushed.
"I just wanted to say that," She took a breath and forced herself to look into his eyes, "I'm sorry. I don't know anything about what Maggie is going through and I shouldn't have blamed it all on her."
"I was going to say the same-but about Alex of course." He explained quickly.
She smiled and he did the same back to her. "We shouldn't…" she sighed, "...We shouldn't take their issues and make them ours."
"Agreed." He said firmly. "They are their own people, and they should be creating and fixing their own problems without our interference."
She nodded, "A problem between them is not a problem between us." She took a step closer to him, and his voice lowered.
"Exactly." He said gently, his foot moving forwards of its own accord.
"Right," she nodded, sliding towards him again.
"I'm sorry; I shouldn't have made it one." He continued.
"It wasn't just you," Kara said, leaning up and glancing down at his lips casually, "I'm sorry too."
They were inches apart now. He looked back and forth between those mesmerizing blue eyes. He let out a shaky breath, and couldn't believe she was able to be so calm while in such a close proximity to someone else.
"Hi," he breathed, grinning like an idiot.
She snorted slightly, smiling with tired adoration, "Hi,"
He leaned down slowly and she stood on her tiptoes. He held his hands still at his side, as she balled hers into fists. They pulled away after a second, and he watched her eyes flutter open. They took one, unsteady breath, and then they tried again.
Her hands snaked up his collar to his neck. His moved around her waist, gripping the small of her back. She tilted her head slowly to the right, and he let his eyes slip closed. He leaned down, lips millimeters from hers. She smiled one last time at his blissful eyelids and then let hers fall too.
They crashed together, pressing closer with an intensity he'd never felt before. He tightened his arms around her. She scooted forwards. Her hands ran down the front of his shirt, stopping just below his sternum.
"We should go out," She said in between kisses, "like on a real date."
One of his moved to her hair, cupping the base of her skull and tangling into the mass of gold curls desperately. He nodded as he kissed her again, "I agree," he said breathlessly.
"How's Saturday for you?" She pushed his coat off his shoulders. He graciously threw it away.
She laughed against his mouth and he grinned, sucking on her bottom lip gently. "Perfect," He sighed.
"Good." She grinned, smiling up at him, and pulling his lips back to hers. They kissed for another long moment before he pulled away slightly, out of breath and anxious.
"I should've talked to you," he said breathlessly as she yanked the pullover he was wearing over his t-shirt off over his head.
She shook her head and dragged the tips of her fingers up his arms and back to his shoulder, kicking the shirt away. She pulled him into a hug and kissed his jaw. "No more apologies, Mon-El." she said.
A shiver ran through his whole body as she whispered his name against his cheek. He let his eyes slip closed and she pulled back slowly. He opened them carefully, and looked down into her beautiful blue eyes. He tucked a piece of golden curl that had fallen out of the elastic. She smiled and traced his hairline, her hand coming to rest on his cheek. He lifted his to cover hers, and then he pulled it forwards, kissing her palm. She laughed slightly and he opened one eye, smirking at her as he removed his lips from her skin.
Suddenly, there came a knock, and the door opened. "Kara, do you-" Alex stopped dead in her tracks. She blinked, looking at Mon-El, then her sister, then back at Mon-El, then back to her sister. "-I-" She swallowed, then her face hardened. "-What're you-?"
Mon-El slowly dropped Kara's hand as her face went completely red. They both wanted to look away from Alex, but they were frozen, like deer in the headlights.
Mon-El gave a curt nod. "-I should go-" He leaned down and quickly grabbed his coat.
"-Yeap." Kara put a hand on her forehead and watched him.
He walked to the door and shrunk slightly away from Alex, who still seemed a bit confused. He glanced over at Kara and gave her one last, goofy, smile. She smirked back at him and then he ducked out, disappearing down the stairs. Alex leaned back out of the entrance to Kara's room and watched him until they both heard the front door shut. Kara turned away and tried to tiptoe back to her desk.
"Ah-ba-bap!" Alex pointed at her and Kara froze, a pained expression on her face. "Uh… what was that about?"
Kara turned, "He came to apologize."
"Oh," Alex said, her face falling, "right, the uh,"
"Yeah." Kara nodded, scratching behind her ear. She noticed her sister's expression and moved towards her, touching her shoulder, "Alex, it's not your fault."
"No, I know," Alex sniffed, "it just… it feels like it is."
"You weren't ready, Alex, and we were the ones who let it get between us." Kara smiled sympathetically. "Okay?"
"Mhm." Alex nodded, wiping under her eye. She lifted a finger and pointed at Kara's bed, "I guess it was a good apology." She teased.
Kara turned and saw his pullover sweatshirt on the floor next to it. "Oh god."
"I'm glad I missed whatever was-"
"-Nothing happened!" Kara cried and Alex smirked.
"Ookay…" She raised her eyebrows and Kara turned an even brighter shade of red.
Alex pulled the door closed gently and continued to give Kara a teasing face, as she looked like she was going to commit sororicide. Kara looked back over at the shirt and then quickly ran to pick it up. She folded it neatly and put it on her desk. She sat down in the chair in front of her laptop. She put her hands above the keyboard and read the last sentence she'd written. She swallowed and glanced over at the pullover again and too a deep breath.
She glanced over her shoulder and saw there was no one there, only the curtains billowing in the evening breeze. She smirked and then turned back, beginning to write once more.