If you don't know what a letterman is, it's a jacket for jocks in varsity sports in high school. It's a special sort of thing where I'm from and so I thought of this cute story.

-X-

Really? Today of all days? Kara internally moaned, filing out of the room with her classmates as the fire alarm screeched, echoing through her eardrums. As if she didn't already have a headache? Who didn't get a migraine from staring at chemistry equations for an hour?

She linked arms with Lucy as they slipped out the side door and into the chilly January morning. Idiotically, she'd left her jacket tucked away in her locker, not realizing today was the day their principal would choose for an impromptu drill. She hated the oddity that was Midvale weather. One day it would be pleasant, the sun warming her skin like a mother's hug.

The next? A snow-pocalypse.

She shivered the moment the icy winds brushed along her arms and she burrowed closer to Lucy, trying desperately to soak in some of her friend's heat. It wasn't working.

"Do you want to climb into my coat?" Lucy joked, opening the front invitingly.

"Thank God," Kara wheezed appreciatively. "God bless you, Lane."

Lucy laughed boisterously, embracing her frozen friend. They'd been friends for nearly a decade, having met when Kara's cousin Clark started dating her sister Lois and they'd been attached at the hip ever since. Lucy practically lived at the Kents; her home life was tough, with her mother's absence and her father's overbearing nature. Kara's family offered stability and they'd accepted Lucy as one of their own immediately. She even had her own room in the Kent home – and she was there more often than not.

"You trying to steal my girl, Kent?" an enchanting voice laughed behind them, startling Kara, though she didn't remove herself from the – albeit scarce – warmth.

Twisting slightly, Kara's eyes widened. She wasn't surprised by Lena strolling confidently toward them. What made her heart stutter and blood flood her cheeks was the girl walking beside the raven-haired beauty, a self-assured swagger in each step and the prettiest smile Kara had ever seen.

Alex Danvers was the human personification of goodness. She was the star of the girls basketball team, but she never once let her popularity go to her head. While other jocks tended to pick on the underclassmen and teased the band kids, Alex was always the one befriending them and really getting to know them.

Kara hadn't really spoken to her, but they exchanged waves and smiles whenever they passed in the halls. She was a good friend of Lena's – they shared a love for all things nerdy – so she was around often, especially after Lucy started dating Lena, but she'd never gotten up the courage to start a conversation.

"Psh, I…" Kara trailed off, her eyes drifting toward Alex and her train of thought derailing at the sight of the brunette's brilliant smile.

Lucy rolled her eyes, nudging Kara from her jacket so she could cuddle into her girlfriend's arms in hopes of siphoning the youngest Luthor's heat. Kara whined pathetically, rubbing her arms and glancing about. It didn't seem like they'd be heading back into the school anytime soon.

"It wasn't a drill," Lena said, resting her head atop Lucy's. "Maxwell Lord managed to break a beaker in the lab and it caught on fire when the liquid mixed with another. It wasn't bad, but the science teachers needed to clean it up and make sure no one got hurt."

"Honestly, I don't understand how Max got into AP Chem. He barely passed basic chemistry," Alex grumbled.

Rolling her eyes in exasperation, Lena's one word reply solved the mystery. "Daddy."

"What I don't understand is how his father has such deep pockets. He's so corrupt and slimy," Lucy growled. "He's not even charming! Just creepy."

A shiver ran along Kara's spine, goosebumps rippling across her arms. She was so caught up in fighting back the chattering of her teeth that she was oblivious to Alex shrugging off her letterman.

"Here," Alex smiled, draping the jacket along Kara's shoulders. She didn't mind the cold and she was dressed a bit more appropriately, sporting a long-sleeved shirt versus Kara's t-shirt. She didn't understand why the junior hadn't worn something warmer, but she couldn't help being appreciative. Getting to give your crush your jacket (that has your name plastered across the back)? Best way to subtly flirt.

Kara squeaked, but instantly snuggled into its warmth, breathing in the girl's unique scent as it enveloped her. It smelled vaguely of the salty ocean breeze and of spice – something purely Alex. "T-thank you."

Alex hummed, studying Kara's blushing form. "You look good in my jacket." She smirked when Kara's cheeks grew redder, the compliment inflicting the desired effect. Watching Kara's face glow crimson was easily becoming one of her favorite pastimes. She couldn't bring herself to care if she never saw that jacket again.

Lucy merely shook her head at the display and shared a knowing glance with Lena. Yup, those two were definitely obvious.

-X-

January rolled into February, the Valentine's Day festivities flowing into the school and vomiting pink hearts and cheesy pick-up lines all along the halls. Ms. Grant, Kara's teacher and mentor, had roped the junior into helping her decorate and, of course, that meant Lucy was an unfortunate casualty. What teenager wants to be stuck in school on a Saturday when they could be on a date with a gorgeous senior? Definitely not her.

"Remind me again why I'm doing this instead of Lena?" Lucy whined, glaring at the paper of printed hearts with disdain.

"Because you love me," Kara replied breezily, leaning awkwardly off the chair she'd taken as her makeshift ladder, Alex's jacket rustling with each movement. "And because I promised potstickers."

After that fateful day outside, Kara had worn Alex's letterman with pride. She'd halfheartedly offered to return it to the jock, but a dismissive wave and playful wink had been her response.

"Keep it. It looks better on you than it ever did me." She'd deny for the rest of her life squealing when Alex had walked away (but she totally did).

Huffing, Lucy continued to grumble irritably, but Kara simply ignored her friend and continued hanging the red paper chains. Lucy could never stay cranky for too long. After all, they'd been friends for years and she was used to the youngest Lane's mumblings.

"So, are you going to ask Alex to be your Valentine this year?" Lucy smirked, passing Kara a stringed heart.

"W-what? No!" Kara stammered, faltering slightly. "She probably has girls throwing themselves at her this time of year. Why would she want to be mine?"

Lucy's incredulous laugh filled the empty hall. "Seriously, Kar? The girl gave you her letterman. Her letterman! Isn't that proof enough for you that she'd want to be your Valentine?"

Kara dismissed the idea with a quick shake of her head. "She was just being nice."

"Kara, a letterman is a huge deal! Most football players won't let their girlfriends wear their jackets, let alone give them it. That's some fairytale shit. It's one of the biggest romantic gestures in the history of gestures!"

A retort formed on Kara's lips, but the sound of footsteps halted her argument. There was no way Alex Danvers felt anything more than friendly feelings toward her. The girl had plenty of offers from cheerleaders – girls far more attractive than her – lining up daily to ask her out. She didn't stand a chance.

While lost in thought, she didn't notice the tipping of her chair until it was too late to right it. She let out a squeak of surprise as it tilted forward and she suddenly began a descent toward the hard floor. Bracing herself, she twisted slightly and prayed to any deity that would listen that she didn't crack her head against the tile.

She was baffled when, instead of slamming into the floor, two solid arms caught her and lifted her up bridal style. Her arms flew around the person's neck, eyes snapping open only to be met with her favorite chocolate gaze. She was absently aware of the chair clattering against white tile and Lucy's gasp of apprehension, but all she could focus on was Alex's soft, smirking lips and amused expression.

"Huh, I always knew you'd fall for me."

Scoffing, Lucy called out, "Lame!"

Alex set the stunned blonde on her feet and gripped her waist, fingers flexing around the smooth skin residing there. "Are you okay?"

Kara nodded dumbly, hands resting gently on Alex's muscular shoulders. The basketball player was dressed in her practice gear, tank top clinging divinely to her toned stomach with bright blue shorts that made her legs seem to go on for miles. Even being shorter than her, Alex had held up Kara with ease, as though she weighed nothing.

"Hey, want to help us finish these?" Lucy inquired, popping their bubble and dragging Kara (unwillingly, mind you) back into reality.

Releasing Kara, Alex smiled apologetically and peered over her shoulder. "I wish I could, but I've got to get to practice before Coach kills me. I'm already late." She pecked Kara's cheek. "Next time, though."

Bringing a hand to her burning cheek, Kara stared after the brunette as she jogged down the hall and disappeared around the corner.

"Believe me now?"

"Shut up, Lucy."

-X-

Valentine's Day came and went, but Kara couldn't work up the courage to ask Alex that dreadfully cliché question. She'd written and rewritten the card she worked on for the girl, but couldn't bring herself to give it Alex. The fear of rejection weighed heavy on her heart, leaving her winded at the idea of Alex's kind letdown. She knew the senior wouldn't be mean about it, but still…

The image left her shuddering with embarrassment. She'd rather wish from afar and dream than to have those dreams crushed.

Unbeknownst to Kara, the day after Valentine's was the day Lucy became determined to hook her best friend up with Alex (with Lena's help, of course). Who else would be her partner-in-crime when her usual partner-in-crime was the one being set up?

February bled into March and the first weekend of March was unseasonably warm – the perfect time to put her plan into motion.

"You know Kara is actually going to murder you, right?" Lena chuckled, her feet tucked beneath her on the couch. They were lounging in Lena's apartment, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

"She'll forgive me when this works." Lucy leaned into Lena's side, absently playing with her girlfriend's pale fingers. "And if it doesn't, I'll just hide here until she forgives me. Go ahead and text Alex?"

Fishing out her phone, Lena began typing.

[Lena: Hey, are you busy?] 11:52 am

[Alex: Not at the moment. What's up?] 11:55 am

[Lena: Want to go to the park? It's such a pretty day.] 11:56 am

[Alex: Sure. I've been dying for a reason to get out of the house.] 11:59 am

[Lena: See you in 30?] 12:02 pm

[Alex: Perfect.] 12:03 pm

"I really hope Kara doesn't kill you," Lena mused, "You're too pretty to die."

Lucy elbowed the taller girl roughly, but laughed all the same. God, she loved this girl.

-X-

[Lucy: Can you meet me at our tree in the park in like an hour?] 12:05 pm

[Kara: Yeah, everything okay? Did you get in another fight with your dad?] 12:07 pm

[Lucy: No, I have a surprise for you.] 12:10 pm

[Kara: Okay…? I'll see you in an hour.] 12:12 pm

-X-

It seemed everyone had the same idea; people were milling about the park, their children in light jackets running about the nearby playground. Lena and Lucy were arm-in-arm, strolling about with Alex on the other side of Lena, her hands shoved deep into her pockets.

"Are you ever going to tell Kara you like her?" Lucy asked bluntly, startling the basketball star.

Raising a brow, Alex cast her a look. "All I've been trying to do is tell her I like her. I thought it was obvious, but…" Alex shook her head. "Maybe you're wrong, Luce. Maybe she doesn't like me and this is just her way of letting me down easy. I mean, I gave her my letterman." She rubbed the back of her neck uncomfortably.

"Kara is one of the sweetest people I know, but she is so damn oblivious. You could write it in the sky and she'd swear it was just meant to be friendly. You've got to be upfront and honest. She doesn't get subtlety."

Alex hummed. "Obviously."

Pausing in front of a large oak tree, Lucy discreetly touched the swell of Lena's back and grasped the rope tucked into the waistband of her jeans. "Why don't we sit here for a minute?" She checked her phone with her free hand, a devious grin tugging at her lips.

[Kara: Be there in ten.] 1:01 pm.

"Yeah, sounds good," Alex said, settling against the tree and tilting her head against the bark, taking in the cool breeze as it drifted along her face. She jolted when something wrapped against her stomach, pinning her arms to her side. "What the hell?!"

"Just go with it," Lena advised with an indulgent smirk, observing how her girlfriend tied the brunette to the tree expertly. Guess this is one good thing General Lane taught her.

Knotting the rope in the back, Lucy gazed proudly at her handiwork. "You like Kara. Kara likes you. Kara is on her way to this tree. You two need to talk and this seemed like the best way. You two idiots need to get together because if I have to watch either of you pine after the other, I might actually strangle you both. So, relax and wait."

Peering at Lena, Alex chuckled. "You're dating a lunatic."

"I know." The youngest Luthor shrugged, "But she's pretty so a little bit of crazy is worth it."

Lucy tugged her girlfriend away from the tree and dragged her toward a relatively hidden spot so that they could "watch the magic of my helping hand, Lena."

-X-

Despite Lucy's assurance there was nothing wrong, Kara couldn't help the concern blooming in her chest. There was also apprehension; whenever Lucy told her there was a "surprise" waiting, it never ended well. One time her surprise had been a water gun full of ice water aimed directly into her face. She learned swiftly not to ever trust Lucy's surprises.

Clicking her tongue, Kara meandered towards their tree, but something odd caught her attention. There beneath the limbs was a person – she couldn't quite make out who, the sunlight reflecting off her glasses was blinding – leaned up against the truck with no Lucy in sight. Walking closer, her eyes widened.

"Alex?"

The brunette's head rose and she grinned. "Hey, Kara."

Scurrying to Alex, Kara froze at the sight of the ropes binding her to the trees. "W-what happened to you? Why are you tied to the tree?"

"Your friend Lucy is kind of crazy," Alex shrugged. "She said we needed to talk and left me here."

"L-Lucy did this? Gosh, I'm so sorry, Alex." Kara's eyes flittered about, praying the knot wasn't impossible to undo. "I'm going to kill her. I don't even know if I can untie you. Shoot." She pushed her black frames higher on her nose, nibbling on her bottom lip thoughtfully.

Alex laughed merrily and began shimmying. "Don't worry about it. I can get out." She started walking backwards, using the tree as leverage so she could right herself into a standing position. Sliding her arms up, she dropped the rope onto the ground and lifted her feet over the offending bind.

"If you c-could do that, w-why didn't you get up?" Kara wondered shyly, trying not to stare at the gorgeous jock. There was a sliver of skin exposed, abs peeking out dangerously and she couldn't help but want to trace her tongue along those muscles.

"Because she's right. We should talk." She leaned a bit closer, whispering quietly, "And because I know she's watching and I didn't trust her not to kidnap me."

Settling onto the cool grass, Alex patted the spot next to her. Kara looked radiate in the sunshine, despite the gloominess of the clouds above. Just enough light passed through the darkness, illuminating her angelically. She absently wondered if Kara really was an angel.

Steeling herself for the impending conversation, Alex exhaled deeply. "Kara…"

"N-no, I need to say something before you do. Alex, I-I've had a crush on you for a while. Gosh, maybe longer than a while, and I think you're amazing and pretty and I know I can't compete with the cheerleaders b-" before she could finish her ramblings, she was cut off in the best way possible.

Gentle, exploring lips were pressed against hers and her breath caught painfully in her throat. It was brief, a simple peck but it left her reeling.

"Sorry," Alex giggled softly, "I thought it would save us a little time if I just did that."

"Oh…" Kara breathed, fingers tracing subconsciously across her tingling flesh. "Okay."

"W-was that okay?" Alex asked, uncertain of Kara's thoughts on the sudden action.

Nodding frantically, Kara's ocean blue eyes swam with, what Alex hoped, were good emotions. "Gosh yes. Can we do that again?"

Cupping Kara's cheek, Alex's thumb brushed along the blonde's jaw line. Leaning in, their mouths molded together in a tantalizing dance, one of Kara's hands gripping her shirt while the other tangled in dark, cropped locks. A tentative tongue swiped along Kara's bottom lip and they parted immediately, coaxing Alex along with a playful lick across the back of her teeth.

Alex was vaguely aware of Lucy's squeal and Lena's subsequent shushing, but she couldn't have cared less.

Giving Kara her jacket was the best decision she'd ever made.

-X-

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