tumblr prompt: Lena and Kara painting their new house together. Lena doesn't understand why they need to when "you can pay people to do this Kara" "yeah but it's more fun this way come on please?" and they paint fight and get it and domestic fluff everywhere
Also - apparently Katie McGrath is color blind? So I'll be trying to fit that into the fic now- I know it doesn't really fit in with the previous canon of this story but from here on out im gonna try! I know very little about being color blind, so if you are color blind and im doing it wrong, please let me know! so I'm writing her as having Protanopia which is where red is black and green and orange are yellow!
As always, your comments give me life!
She isn't exactly sure how she ended up in the paint aisle of Home Depot at 8am on a Saturday morning.
Strike that.
She knows exactly how she ended up in the paint aisle of Home Depot at 8am on a Saturday morning.
It has everything to do with with the bouncing bundle of energy in front of her.
"Do you think we should do this color green or this darker green?" Kara asks, holding up two identical looking paint cards.
"Sweetheart, they look exactly the same - yellow." She sighs, leaning against the shopping cart in front of her.
Kara's brow crinkles adorably.
"Right, I'm sorry, sometimes I forget you're color blind."
Lena shrugs.
"It's not like I wear a sticker on my forehead that says 'I'm color blind'."
"Yeah, but I'm your girlfriend, I should remember these things." Kara apologizes, slinging an arm around her shoulders and leaning in for a kiss.
"Which color do you like?" She gestures towards the wall of paint cards and Lena sighs again, wrapping an arm around Kara's waist.
"Why do we have to paint the house ourselves anyway? Can't we just hire an interior decorator and spend our time doing more . . . . enjoyable things?" She drops her hand down to Kara's ass and the other woman glances around them.
"Can't you keep it in your pants until we get home?"
"I'm trying to get you home."
The pout Kara gives her in return is impossible to resist.
"Please just paint with me? I won't do anything crazy , just a nice solid color with maybe an accent wall."
"You're choosing painting over sex with me?"
Kara's looks her over like she's a meal and Lena feels herself shiver.
"Painting and then sex?"
"You're going to be the death of me."
"Mmm. Well as the French say - " Kara leans in, hot breath on Lena's ear. "La Petit Mort."
She shivers again, and she pushes Kara away.
"Pick out a paint color before I have my way with you in the Home Depot bathroom."
"Was that a threat or a promise?"
They manage to make it out of the store without being arrested for indecent exposure and Kara finds two colors that Lena can agree to. she still isn't sure how this is going to work out, but she trusts Kara.
And that's how she finds herself standing on a drop cloth in the middle of their new bedroom, requisite old t-shirt and shorts donned.
"Alright, so just take the roller and make a 'W', like this." Kara demonstrates, muscles flexing beneath her top and Lena has to remind herself to pay attention.
"Why not 'M's'?"
"I - I suppose you could do 'M's'?"
"Im kidding, Picasso, calm down. 'W's', got it."
"Just get as close as you can to the top and the bottom and then I'll go behind and paint next to the trim"
"Are you sure about this?"
"Positive!"
"What if I mess it up?"
"Then I'll fix it! But you won't mess it up!"
She holds her breath as she roller slides along the wall for the first time.
It's a nice color, the soft blue makes her smile.
Kara watches her closely for a minute, lets her get a little ways down the wall before she climbs up on the ladder to reach the crown moulding. She tries not to get distracted by Kara leaning over the ladder to reach the high spots, forcing her eyes to focus on her work.
Painting is surprisingly relaxing. She quickly loses herself in the rhythm of the music playing out of the speaker in the middle of the room, the walls steadily changing colors before her eyes.
"Don't move." Kara's voice suddenly in her ear startles her but she instantly freezes.
"You've got a little paint. . . " Kara's breath is hot in her ear. "Right . . . there."
She feels the cold swipe of a paintbrush on her cheek and she gasps, turning on Kara with fire in her eyes.
"Kara Zor-el, you did NOT just get paint on me!"
Kara's blue eyes sparkled and she giggled maniacally.
"Oh, I did!"
She went for Kara's weak spot, sweeping the hero's legs out from under her and following it with a full body tackle that she knows only works because Kara lets it. The superhero laughs and wraps her up in a hug.
"I can't believe you did that!" She pouts
"You just looked so serious! You were biting your lip and it was just so cute! I couldn't resist."
"Mhmm. You're lucky you're adorable!" She bends her head to meet Kara's lips in a soft kiss that quickly becomes heated. Her hand trails up to twist in Kara's ponytail and it's . . .
Sticky?
She pulls back to look at her hand, groaning when she sees it covered in blue paint.
"Uh-oh."
"What?" Kara asks with at dreamy smile, fingers tracing down Lena's cheek.
"I think you landed in the paint."
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