A.N. / I'm back! Apologies for the lack of updates but I'm hoping to get back into the writing groove. Props to my wonderful Beta ( song of LoN on Ao3) for being such a wonderful helper, my fics are so much better with her help! As always this work is cross-posted on Ao3!
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Lena sat at the Slytherin table, newspaper in one hand and a goblet of orange juice in the other. Her usually neat hair was tied in a loose ponytail, with random strands of hair falling down around her face. Her eyes skimming over the meaningless drabble, she turned the page, sighing when all she saw was more pointless gossip.
"Hey, you."
She loved the sound of that voice, even during the wee hours of the morning. Her face immediately brightening, she turned to see Kara grinning at her. Kara's arms opened, and Lena stood, instantly gravitating into the embrace. Kara's strong arms wrapped around her as Lena's face rested against Kara's collarbone. When they pulled apart, Kara gave a shy smile, awkwardly motioning for them to sit back down.
Lena intertwined her hands with Kara's as they settled down on the bench, ignoring the glares and odd looks they received.
"You're up early… on a Saturday. Are you feeling okay, Darling?" Lena asked, her eyebrows quirking up as she flashed a teasing smile.
"Oh hush, you." Kara nudged her shoulder playfully, making Lena laugh. Then the girl leaned over to pick at the half-eaten food on Lena's plate.
Lena didn't mind, really; she rarely ate breakfast, and Kara could eat enough for ten people. With Kara momentarily distracted by the range of pastries and fresh fruit slices, Lena took the opportunity to take in Kara's appearance. The Hufflepuff had her hair down and was wearing a Hufflepuff headband, a well-worn but comfy-looking "Power to the Girls" sweater, a pair of light blue jeans, and black sneakers. Her fake girlfriend looked good, and Lena shamelessly ogled her for another minute. That is, until she heard a quiet cough. A faint blush flushing over her cheeks, she looked up to find Kara watching her with a smug smile. She couldn't speak as Kara gave herself the once over before turning back to her food with a self-assured grin.
"You should just take a picture."
Lena struggled to hide her shock as Kara smiled in that adorable way and plopped an orange slice into her mouth. After a moment, Lena gathered herself. "You're being cheekier than usual," she noted.
"Pfft! Don't even pretend you don't like it."
"I definitely don't hate it. I love that you can be confident around me. Most people aren't…"
"Well, I'm not most people." Kara squeezed Lena's hand, giving her a firm but friendly smile.
"No, you're not." The way Lena whispered the words made Kara's heart flutter, and once again she felt the overwhelming urge to kiss Lena senseless. It had been getting worse each time she saw her, and she knew it was definitely more than a crush. She wanted to tell Lena how she really felt; but they were in pretty deep and it was highly unlikely Lena would feel the same for her. Or at least, that's what Kara kept telling herself.
The sound of her name being called brought Kara out of her thoughts, and the look of concern in Lena's eyes told her that the Slytherin had been calling her name for a while.
"Sorry, I was just…" She stopped, flushing.
"You don't need to explain, Darling, unless you want to."
"I… I was thinking about you, actually."
Lena arched an eyebrow but remained silent.
"Well, I was thinking about us." Kara's eyes widened as she realized what that might sound like.
Lena watched her expression change, an amused grin on her face. "You're not breaking up with me, right?" she joked.
"No!" Kara shook her head frantically, her hands twitching and her body starting to slip into panic mode as the thought of not being with Lena clouded her mind. She had no idea how Lena knew, but she was thankful when Lena's lips brushed against her own. A warm hand settled gently on top of her shaking fingers, stilling them as Lena drew her in closer. Kara melted into the kiss, revelling in the warmth as Lena calmed her. Lena cupped Kara's cheek delicately with her free hand as she began to pull back. Kara found herself following, and it was only when she felt herself hum against Lena's lips that they finally broke apart. Lena's hand traced her jawline, lingering there for a moment before she seemed to realize herself and leaped back. Kara tried to contain her disappointment at the loss, instead moving her now free hand to adjust her glasses.
"Feeling a bit better?"
Kara didn't trust her voice not to waver, so she nodded and was rewarded with a soft smile. Lena was patient, letting Kara collect her thoughts before the Hufflepuff spoke again, her voice hesitant and shy as she looked down at her lap.
"I- I don't want to break up, Lena… Do you?" She stilled, not looking up.
The timid edge to her voice broke Lena's heart. She reached out a hand to still Kara's nervously drumming fingers, and waited until Kara looked up to speak. Making sure to keep her tone soft and reassuring, she answered, "Not at all. This arrangement is meant to help you, Kara."
"You know it's more than just an arrangement, though. Right? I mean- I don't want you to think I'm using you, or that my feelings aren't genuine. We- We're friends and I care about you – but I totally understand if you think I'm overstepping. I did force you into this whole mess and then I ambushed you into being my friend and then I just had to tell everybody when we could have stopped this and-"
Kara's words were cut off as Lena clamped a hand over her mouth. Her eyebrows furrowed, confusion flooding her gaze as Lena chuckled.
"Has anyone ever told you that you talk a lot?"
Lena removed her hand to see Kara pouting at her, and it took everything she had not to lean over and kiss it away.
"It's endearing." Kara scoffed, and Lena continued. "It is, so stop pouting at me or I might have to start calling you Puppy." She laughed as Kara comically shook her head, her pout growing as Lena laughed again. "I didn't know you were feeling this insecure, so I want you to listen closely. Okay?" She waited until Kara nodded. "You did not ambush me or back me into any corners. I make my own decisions, and – if you remember correctly – I was the one to suggest this little arrangement. So technically I was the one to overstep. That being said, I don't regret it. Quite the opposite, actually. You are my best friend, Kara; you were the first person to treat me with unwavering kindness and compassion without expecting anything in return. And the fact that you still question this just goes to show that I need to tell you more often how much I care."
Kara's eyes watered and then she smiled. Lena wasn't prepared for the strong arms that flung around her or the way Kara nestled into her neck. What she was most unprepared for, though, was how Kara whispered "thank you" against her. It was as though Kara had never had anyone care that much. That made Lena hold on even tighter.
Lena didn't stop rubbing Kara's back – even when Kara pulled back, her eyes glossy as she gave Lena a shaky smile. She started to mumble an apology, but a pointed look from the Luthor stopped her.
Lena smiled, deciding to change the subject. "Are you having another game extravaganza this weekend?"
Kara's face lit up at this, her eyes shining as she beamed at the Slytherin. "That's it! That's what I wanted to ask you."
Lena raised an eyebrow. Using an elbow to prop herself against the table, she leaned in closer and smiled, her voice light and teasing as she said, "Well, now I'm curious. Do tell, Miss Danvers, what is it that you wanted to ask me?"
Kara laughed, her face flushing as she shifted, adjusting her glasses again. Her hands wrung together for a moment before her rambling began, and then they unconsciously flapped around as if necessary in demonstrating her words.
"We – Alex and I – have this tradition, and… Well, she didn't exactly approve at first. It happened once, and she was really mad about it. I couldn't sleep one night, so I woke Winn and we explored a bit. I still don't know how Alex knew we were awake, but I mean she's a prefect, so… But anyway, Winn dared me and I stupidly said I'd do it. And then one thing led to another and we were sneaking to the Shrieking Shack. Alex followed us and she was so mad. She yelled at us for weeks after that. And after she'd finally calmed down, she smacked the back of our heads for not inviting her. And after that, it just became our thing. It was just us three, but then Winn told James who told Lucy who told Maggie that we had monthly sleepovers. So…" Kara took a much needed breath before continuing. "What I'm trying to say is would you like to come to the one that's happening tonight? In the Shrieking Shack with our friends and with me. I'll be there and we all get snacks and bring games and tell stories and we watch muggle movies and we get to share sleeping bags – not that you have to, but it's like a rite of passage and it's really fun and, oh! Rao, I'm rambling again."
"You had me at 'I'll be there'. Of course I'll come."
Kara bounced in her seat, and Lena thought she'd never looked more adorable, so relaxed and full of life. She knew she should be concerned at how fast she'd fallen, but right now – with Kara smiling at her as though she'd given her the world – she couldn't find it in her to care.
"Would you stop fussing already? She said she'd be here, so she will be."
Alex's voice sounded far away as Kara sat there, bouncing her leg. She heard her sister's groan, and a moment later a hand stopped her, forcefully holding her leg still as Alex spoke again.
"Kara, you're making the room shake."
"Sorry," she mumbled.
Alex softened. "It's okay. I know you're nervous, but it's just a sleepover. We've done this before. Tonight is no different."
"Lena's never come to one of our sleepovers, though. What if she hates it?"
"Trust me, she won't hate it."
"How do you know?"
Alex gave her a pointed look, shaking her head at how oblivious her sister was being. "Because you're here, you idiot! Lena looks at you like you can touch the stars."
Kara smiled a little at that, not sure she fully believed her; but the shaking in her leg had stopped. Alex wrapped an arm around her, and for a while Kara let herself relax into her sister's embrace. That is, until they heard footsteps approaching. She leaped up and excitedly hurried over, ready to greet the Slytherin – only to be met by Lucy, Winn, James, and Mon-El. Her face fell, shoulders slumping as she tried to hide her disappointment. She knew she'd failed, though, when she heard Alex's poorly disguised laughter.
"Don't act too happy to see us, babe," Lucy smirked, pressing a hand to her chest in mock offence.
Kara grimaced, doing her best to slap on a smile. "Of course I'm happy to see you guys! I was just expecting…" she trailed off, fidgeting with her hands.
"Ahhh. Upset your girlfriend isn't here yet?" Winn teased, and Kara could only offer a shrug as she slumped back into her seat beside Alex.
The others all flopped down, getting comfy as Kara sulked. Her eyes briefly drifted to where Mon-El and Winn sat, and the way Mon-El smiled at her only made her feel worse. He looked all too smug seeing her misery, and she grumbled as much into Alex's ear.
With each minute that passed, Kara got more and more anxious. Not even the cluster of snacks could make her smile as she sat dejectedly gnawing on a licorice wand. Chatter buzzed around her, but Kara's eyes stayed locked on the doorway.
"Some girlfriend. She can't even be bothered to show up."
Kara's fist clenched as her gaze cut to Mon-El. The bite in her tone was evident and the tension only increased as she glared. "Lena is coming, and she was actually invited - unlike someone."
"Wow! That was really uncalled for, Kara."
"No. What's uncalled for is you constantly throwing dirty looks at my girlfriend. What is uncalled for is you harassing me and badgering me about dating you – even though I've told you many times I'm not interested. I don't appreciate your snide comments about my girlfriend. Lena is wonderful! She's smart and kind, and everything good in the world. So just shut the fuck up about her!" Kara was shaking, her expression violent as she stood.
Silence followed her words, several pairs of wide eyes on her. Winn's mouth fell open and Alex looked gobsmacked. Mon-El's expression was one of confusion as he looked around as though to make sure he wasn't the only one to have heard her. Lucy and James, on the other hand, were muffling their laughter with their hands. Everything was silent, and as Kara went to sit back down, she saw two figures standing in the doorway.
Maggie's grin was almost too wide for her face, dimples showing as she beamed, her eyes shining with unspoken pride. And next to her stood Lena. Lena's face was almost as red as Kara's – but her eyes were darker than Kara had ever seen and she was biting her lip so hard Kara feared she might draw blood.
It was Maggie who finally broke the silence. "Looks like we arrived at the perfect time." She smirked.
Kara let out a relieved sigh, shaking her head and practically skipping over to greet the pair. She let her eyes roam over Lena's perfect form, takin in every part of her. Lena was wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a well-worn Holyhead Harpies t-shirt. Her silky raven hair was down, a welcome change from the perfect buns she usually styled. Kara noticed Lena wasn't wearing any makeup, and her heels had been traded for a beaten-up pair of chucks. She swooned at how casual Lena looked.
"Lena!"
Kara took no notice of the fact that Lena had brought enough snacks and drinks to feed everyone for a week. Instead, she wrapped her arms around the Luthor and swept her off her feet, hugging her tightly as she spun them both around. Lena gasped, but her shock was immediately replaced by a soft laugh and a bright smile.
"Where's my hug, Little Danvers?"
Kara rolled her eyes, but gently set Lena back on the ground, releasing her with a pout before moving to embrace her other friend – somewhat awkwardly, given the array of treats in the Ravenclaw's arms. She pulled back after a moment, and Maggie chuckled before heading over to the group and leaving the two alone.
Kara smiled, stepping closer to pluck the items from Lena's hand, carrying them with ease. Lena flashed her a grateful smile, and it was quiet for a moment as Kara leaned in, her voice barely louder than a whisper. "How much of that did you hear?"
"Enough. Thank you for defending me. Though it isn't necessary, I do appreciate it."
"Of course it's necessary! You are a wonderful person, Lena, and you deserve someone who will be there for you, always."
Lena didn't respond, but Kara could see a ghost of a smile on her face. It was enough. Kara held out her free hand, smiling when Lena accepted, interlocking their fingers and letting Kara guide her to the group. They were met with a chorus of "Hey Lena" and a grunt from Mon-El.
"If you keep bringing that many snacks, you will always be welcome to join us!" Winn grinned, snatching up a large box of Bertie Bots and a bottle of butterbeer from Kara's hands before slouching back in his seat.
Lena smiled at him, doing a mock salute before letting Kara pull her along to a large armchair beside Alex's. Kara let go of her hand and sat down, scooting over to make room for Lena. The seat was spacious, but Lena knew she needed to be closer to Kara – so instead, she settled down on Kara's lap, letting her legs drape over Kara's as she wrapped an arm around the blonde's neck. She expected Kara's reaction, smiling as Kara flushed and ducked her head as a shy smile appeared on her lips.
"Is this okay, Darling?"
Kara nodded, wrapping an arm around Lena's waist and bring them closer still. "It's perfect."
"You're both so adorable," Lucy said, throwing a piece of candy at them. "It's gross."
The others chuckled in agreement, the ice broken as they started to discuss games.
"Alright, enough! These muggle games are awful!" Alex complained, tossing the Monopoly board aside as Lena sported a victorious smile.
"You're only saying that because you suck at them," Kara quipped, turning to stage whisper to Lena, "She does this every time, and then always asks for a rematch with magical games."
"Stop bullshitting about me to your girlfriend!"
"Language."
"Oh, please! We all heard your language earlier, Kara. You don't get to say anything now."
Alex turns to smile at Maggie, before sticking her tongue out and pulling a face at Kara, who returned with one of her own. The moment was short-lived when Lena whispered something under her breath, causing her and Kara to break out laughing.
"You're so bad!" Kara giggled.
Lena nodded affirmation, leaning over to place a kiss on Kara's cheek.
"Can we play a game that doesn't involve counters or something sharp, at least?" Winn chipped in. "I don't trust Alex after last time!" He rubbed his shoulder, clearly remembering how Alex had thrown chess pieces at him earlier.
"How about Truth or Dare?" Mon-El suggested. When no one protested, he took it as a win. Kara could feel his gaze on her and Lena, but she shrugged it off, hoping he'd remember her warning from earlier.
They all rearranged the room, forming a circle and removing food from the table. Alex moved a bottle to the center.
"I am so not drunk enough for this," the Gryffindor mumbled. She retrieved a bottle from the side and took a long sip, protesting when Maggie leaned over and plucked it from her grasp.
"You've got to share, Danvers."
"Firewhisky?! You brought firewhisky? Alex, no!"
"Don't be a baby, Kara. Besides, you had more than one sip last time and survived."
Kara didn't argue, but her mouth curved into a frown. Alex sighed, ignoring her, and leaned over Kara to offer Lena a sip. They were all surprised when Lena swigged like a champion, licking her lips as the alcohol rolled down her throat.
Kara watched in disbelief as Lena smirked at her and made a show of taking an extra gulp before handing the bottle to Lucy. She shot James a pleading look, thankful when he nodded and moved the night forward.
"Alright, let's do this. I'll spin first."
They all watched in anticipation as the bottle spun quickly, slowing and finally stopping with the top pointing to Kara. She adjusted her glasses, her face flushing. Lena shifted beside her, and she felt warm breath on her neck.
"Kara, truth or dare?"
"Bet you a galleon she goes for truth," Alex whispered to Maggie. The Ravenclaw shook her head before whispering back, "You're on!" The two leaned forward as Kara deliberated.
"Kara," Winn whined her name, and she stuttered out a response.
"Umm… I'll go with truth." She bit her lip, hoping James would choose to go easy on her, completely missing how Alex sniggered and pocketed a galleon from a chuckling Maggie.
"Have you ever fallen asleep in Professor Binn's class?"
He received several groans, but Kara smiled, chuckling as the others rolled their eyes and scoffed.
"I did… once. He was talking about the history of history, and I just closed my eyes for a moment. But then I was snoring, and -" She was lost to a fit of giggles, finding the whole situation incredibly hilarious while the others just smiled and nodded along. She caught Lena's eye, pleased to see an amused smirk on her lips.
"That was so vanilla! I'm spinning!" Winn leaned forward and clumsily spun the bottle. He grinned evily as the next victim raised a challenging eyebrow. "Truth or dare, Danvers?"
"Dare," Alex answered without hesitation. The others all watched in anticipation as Winn rubbed his hands together.
"Okay. I dare you to…"
...
Kara had finally given in, clutching the bottle of firewhiskey as she anxiously awaited the next question. So far she'd been mostly successful in not being landed on, but had found it very amusing to witness the others suffering. Alex had been forced to switch shirts with Mon-El, James and Winn had shared a kiss, Maggie had used a spell to give James a Mohawk, Lucy had to kiss down Mon-El's neck… And then came the truths. She found out far too much information about a rendezvous with Winn and his ex-girlfriend Siobhan in a second-floor bathroom, found out just how many people Mon-El had slept with, and that Maggie's favourite class was Defence Against the Dark Arts. So far, the questions had been rather tame – except those in the battle between Alex and Winn. But now the others seemed to be upping their games, too.
"Okay, L. What's it going to be? Truth or dare?" Maggie asked.
"Somehow, I don't trust you with dares. Truth."
Maggie grinned as she spoke. "Have you ever had a sex dream about Kara?"
"Ew! Sawyer, that's my sister you're talking about! I don't want to hear about this!"
"Don't be such a prude, Danvers."
Lena gave Kara a cautious glance, trying to gauge her reaction. The Hufflepuff was beetroot red.
"Don't be a wimp, Luthor. Just answer the question."
Lena ignored the bait, focusing on Kara as she asked, "Kara will it make you uncomfortable if I answer?" When Kara shook her head, she nodded, turning back to face Maggie with a confident smile. "Yes, I have."
Alex wretched and Maggie grinned triumphantly. Lena, though, didn't pay attention to anyone but the bright red blonde sitting beside her, biting her lip as she waited for a look of disgust to appear on her face. But then Kara looked at her lips, and she had to remind herself they were in public and that they were only fake-dating; despite all that, she didn't miss the desire in Kara's eyes.
"I think it's my turn now." Mon-El's voice broke the moment, and Lena held back a growl. She'd never wanted to kill anyone quite so much as in that moment.
He spun the bottle, and it landed on Kara. His eyebrows wiggled suggestively and Lena's jaw clenched as she not-so-subtly moved closer to the girl, resting a hand on Kara's knee.
"Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Oh no you don't!" Lucy cut in, flashing Kara a stern look. "You have picked truth the last three rounds. You have to do a dare."
Kara started to protest, but was met with expectant eyes and folded arms. Sighing, she relented. "Ugh! Fine. I guess I pick dare, then."
"Excellent! Alright, I dare you to give your girlfriend a lap dance."
Kara froze, gulping as Mon-El grinned in an almost predatory way.
"I don't think-"
"What's the problem? Unless it makes you feel uncomfortable being close with your girlfriend…?"
She could hear the clear challenge in his voice, and hated how smug he looked – as though he was waiting to see her fail. Her hands trembled, but she wouldn't let him win. Instead, she tuned him out and focused entirely on Lena.
It was Lena who spoke first, though, her voice full of concern and empathy. "You don't have to do this, Kara."
"I really don't want to see my sister giving someone a lap dance," Alex added.
"Well, then don't look," came Mon-El's retort.
Alex's jaw dropped, but she didn't fire back. She could see the steel determination shining in Kara's eyes. She'd seen that look before, and knew Kara wouldn't back down. She sighed, throwing her hands up before heading for the door. "Fine, but I'm not being traumatized."
Kara stood up as soon as she was gone, puffing out her chest as the others moved back to watch. She heard Winn whisper a "holy shit", but she was staring at Lena – and only Lena.
"Are you sure?" Lena asked.
Kara nodded, removing her glasses and tousling her hair before stalking over. There was a moment of silence, and then someone started humming a beat for her. And then Kara had nothing left to lose. She threw a confident glare Mon-El's way, and then straddled Lena, facing her as she started moving her hips in slow circles. She was shaky at first, and could feel how tense Lena was beneath her. But then she heard a slow intake of breath, and something inside her snapped. Lena's hands stayed firmly at her sides, but Kara let her own wander, every time looking up to make sure Lena was okay. She ran her lips slowly down Lena's neck and then Lena grasped her as Kara ran a hand through her own hair and pressed closer. Lena's hands gripped her waist, and Kara cupped her chin as their lips met.
This kiss was so different from the others; it was everything. Kara stopped moving, only ducking her head to recapture Lena's lips and press her back against the chair. Lena bit her lip and Kara parted hers in response. It was only when she felt Lena moan against her that she remembered where they were and practically flew back.
Everyone looked pretty much shell-shocked and Mon-El looked rather pissed off that his plan hadn't worked. Lena's hair was messy and Kara's shirt had ridden up her back. The only sound in the room was the sound of their panting. Kara stood up somewhat shakily, her fists trembling as she glared at Mon-El. Brushing past him, she stalked out.
Lena found Kara curled up in the stairwell. It had been a while since the dance, and as soon as Alex had found out how upset Kara was, all hell had broken loose. Mon-El was practically hexed out of the shack, and Alex had told Lena to go find Kara. But she hadn't had to look far. Here the girl was, sitting in the stairwell and hugging her knees to her chest as she slumped against the banister.
"Hey."
Kara didn't respond, but she shifted slightly so Lena could sit beside her. The tension was thick between them as Lena took a seat.
"Alex kicked him out. You can come back whenever you're ready."
Still, Kara said nothing.
Lena felt even worse. She could see how badly Kara was feeling, and she wanted more than anything to take her pain away. "Kara, would you please look at me? I just want to make sure you're okay."
"How can I be okay? After what I did in there, I– we-"
Let's just forget it ever happened, alright? Bore-El was wrong, and he shouldn't have made you feel like you had to do that. You didn't actually like it, that's fine. I get it, Kara. It's okay."
"No, it's not! Damn it, Lena! I did like it. Alright? I liked it – I mean, I really, really liked it. And I messed everything up. I'm such an idiot." Kara covered her face with her hands and mumbled incoherent words that sounded like repetitions of "I'm sorry" and "such an idiot".
"You're not an idiot, Kara."
Kara just grumbled into her hands.
Sighing, Lena tugged at the girl's wrists, moving her hands away from her face. Tucking a strand of blonde hair behind Kara's ear, she said, "It's okay if you liked it."
"Is it? Because I'm so scared, Lena. I don't want to lose you."
"You won't lose me. I promise you, Kara, I'm not going anywhere. No matter what idiot douchebags try. Alright?" She leaned in and their lips met. The kiss was so soft and brief, but Lena could feel Kara trembling against her. When she pulled back, Kara gave her a wide-eyed look and she felt as though there was something unspoken there.
"Lena, I-"
"No. It's okay. You don't have to say anything. Just take my hand and let's go back in there and have some fun."
Kara nodded. When they'd both stood up, she leaned in, placing a soft kiss to Lena's cheek. She wiped her eyes, and then headed back to the room with the confidence Lena knew and loved.
...
They were the last two to fall asleep. Everyone had gotten into their pyjamas an hour earlier, and one by one they had all dozed off. Lucy was lying flopped against James, who was sprawled out on one of the couches. Winn was snoring on the floor while Maggie and Alex dozed in their respective sleeping bags. Kara could see Lena was still awake, so she crawled over and lay down beside her.
Lena turned to face her, and neither knew who made the first move; but then they were kissing, so gentle yet passionate. Kara pressed into Lena, and bit back a moan when Lena tugged at her hair. Lena's hands caressed her back while Kara traced the skin along Lena's forearm.
"Kara."
Her name was whispered like a song against her own lips, and Kara didn't want to stop so she leaned in again. Lena smiled into the kiss. Their tender touches softened and then they ever so slowly pulled apart, both of their lips perfectly swollen and their eyes glazed over as they stared at one another. Neither wanted to break the spell. So instead, Lena rolled onto her side, shuffling back so she was curled in Kara's arms, and pulled the spare sleeping bag over them.
It was uncomfortable on the cold floor, and Kara knew her neck would be sore in the morning. But Lena was warm, and Kara didn't want to stop holding her; so she moved closer, dropping her head to place a feather-light kiss on Lena's exposed shoulder. She didn't allow herself the opportunity to overthink it, and let her eyes close as Lena linked their fingers.
They lay peacefully, their breathing evening out. As Kara started drifting off, the last thing she heard was Lena's voice whisper something into the dark. And then she fell into a soft slumber, the words playing like a melody in her head as sleep took over.
"I liked it, too."
