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Chapter 2

"If this person doesn't accept me, I could die of heartbreak," Kara confessed, gnawed by a pure feeling of distress.

"You can't do this, Kara!" Lena said vigorously, her heart exploding in her chest at the thought of losing the blonde. "I can't lose my best friend" she added with tears in her eyes, laying a hand on the Kryptonian's cheek. "Who is he?" She inquired weakly as she brought Kara's face up to hers.

"This is... uh, a woman," the last daughter of Krypton confessed weakly, her cheeks blushing a little more.

"I didn't know Miss Danvers had a weakness for women," Lena flirted, rolling her eyes, Kara biting her lips with anxiety.

"Not for women, just... this one," Kara corrected her, shrugging her shoulders, swallowing feeling a ball of anguish rising in her stomach.

" If I were her, I'd fall into your arms. It's really romantic," Lena said as the journalist's cheeks took another shade of red.

Maybe she had a chance? Her leg began to twitch on its own, showing her nervousness. The young woman was trying to put off her revelation as much as possible, but she felt that she had reached the point of no return. Lena stopped all movement by placing her hand on her friend's knee, electrifying their beings with this contact.

Kara's nervousness was contagious and she felt the stress overwhelm her. Was that girl an unattainable person for the sky girl? It was hard for her to imagine that her love couldn't be return. She, who had this completely inappropriate feeling for her best friend, could not think for a moment that the woman who had the journalist's heart could not be irretrievably in love with her, whether she loved men or women.

The CEO had always been in heterosexual relationships, even though she had sometimes had purely carnal relationships with women. She needed to know who this girl was, and if Kara had dreams about her that night, even if it broke her heart. The brunette's trouble must have been on her face because the sky girl asked her:

"What's going on?"

"Did you…"the brunette stopped her voice, playing with her hands, completely uncomfortable with having to ask her friend the question, but it had been torturing her all day and she wanted to know, " Did you have an erotic dream or anything?" Lena finally hesitantly asked, causing Kara's eyes to widen in horror.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry Lena," she excused herself, hiding her gaze with her big hands, the warmth of her cheeks reaching to her ears. How did Lena get so comfortable with this kind of subject?

"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything," Lena admitted, putting one hand on the blonde's knee. "It's only natural, you know".

"Yes, but not being able to control my body and emotions is really frustrating," Kara confessed, looking down at the ground.

"Supergirl who finds herself vulnerable? I've heard everything," the brunette replied holding back a laugh, drawing Supergirl's now robust body into her arms." Kara, what do we do? "Lena wanted to know stepping back, anchoring her gaze in the blonde's one.

"I guess I have to tell her..." Kara whispered weakly, shrugging her shoulders, defeatist.

Six hours later...

"Calm down, Kara, your stress is driving me crazy," Lena remarked while her friend was pacing around, dressed in a suit that perfectly marked her muscles.

Lena's eyes shone with desire, and Kara didn't seem to notice it, but her heart was heavy. She was not the one that the young woman's heart had chosen, and this plunged her into infinite sadness. But she wasn't supposed to let anything show, she was supposed to be there for her best friend even if it meant being just that.

"What if she doesn't like me?" The Super asked by turning on herself playing with her big hands, ravaged by anxiety. This grew as time went on, as if pushing back the deadline made it increasingly difficult for her to confess.

"Kara, look at you," Lena suggested, pulling the blonde towards the big mirror in her living room, standing herself behind her." You're beautiful. No matter if you are a man or a woman, you're strong, smart and sweet, how could that person not love you?"

Kara's cheeks took on a slight pinkish hue as she looked at Lena's reflection in the mirror, smiling at her. She wore a tight white dress, matching Kara's costume perfectly. They would make a beautiful couple, really, the Super pretentiously thought, her heart swollen with love for her best friend.

The blonde shook her head, chasing her thoughts out of her mind and focused on her main objective. She turned in Lena's direction, evaluating her gaze. She could see her eyes shining, and her complexion more reddened than usual. She put it down to her excitement for her, to the fact that she was going to confess her love to her soulmate.

"I should go," Kara declared, wrapping her arms around Lena's waist, "Wish me luck," the hoarse and deep voice of the Super added.

"You don't need any, you're gonna to make it," Lena replied, hugging her back, watching the blonde leave the apartment with a determined step.

And it was at this same moment that Lena was able to drop the mask, the tears rolled down her cheeks without her being able to hold them back. Her heart broke in his chest leaving only a gaping hole, an emptiness in her being. She had hoped in her heart that the person Kara spoke of so lovingly and tenderly was her.

What exactly did she expect? Kara was sunshine, she was shade... Seeing her leave this door to join this woman who had her heart, making their embrace soft but platonic, had broken her. How could she still pretend when her soul was desperately calling kara's one to unite? Lena was broken.

All these years of friendship so unique, all these innocent flirtations, all these shared smiles, all these words of love exchanged were just friendship, because yes, she and Kara were friends, and nothing else. And now she had to come to terms with it, she would never have it any other way...

She jumped at the sound of a gentle slam on the door. She wiped away her tears, hoping that her eyes had no time to blush. A slight sardonic laugh came out of her mouth, complaining about the improbable timing of her visitor.

She opened the door slowly, admiring the view before her. Kara was back, a bouquet of flowers in hand, Plumeria, Lena's favorite.

"Kara, did you forget something? "The disbelieving business woman asked, arching an eyebrow of astonishment.

The blonde felt her muscles tighten under the incredible pressure of her future revelation. She then lightened her voice, bulging her chest, imitating perfectly Kal El, her cousin, to give herself a contentment, even if her feverishness was perceptible.

"Yes", she declared at first accompanied by a movement of her arm, allowing her to offer the bouquet to the woman in front of her, "You," she confessed in a clear but slightly quivering voice.

Lena's mouth opened, not seeming to realize the situation she was in. Her mind was foggy, she couldn't understand her friend's words. She could hear them but didn't dare to understand them.

"You're still repeating rigth? "She inquired, her heart racing, confused as she gratefully grabbed the flowers.

"You must be the only woman in National City with such exquisite taste in botany so..." Kara said with a shy smile, playing with her missing glasses.

The latter was cut off by a pair of arms, wrapping themselves energetically around her neck, gripping her with ardor and madness. Wrapping her arms in turn around Lena's waist, the journalist first thought of a subtle rejection from the brunette who was apologizing by taking her in her arms to comfort her. But she was surprised to feel a pair of lips slipping over hers, leaving a burning and adoring sensation on her smooth skin.

Lena Luthor was kissing her, she thought with happiness.

It was gentle, slow, and lasted only a few seconds, but it was enough to set Kara's body on fire, specifically a certain area of her new anatomy. Lena felt the burning fire in her echoing with the perfect body of the man she was in at that moment. Tears of happiness erased the tears of despair that had run down her cheeks a few seconds earlier.

Her body was definitely in a state of emotional turmoil. Kissing Kara so early was not part of her plans, but the unwavering attraction she felt had drawn her like an uncontrollable force, rocked by the power of true love.

The two young women had never felt better than this before. They looked each other, straight in the eyes, admiring every detail of their gorgeous faces. The depth of their contact warmed the authentic wave piece of love. Lena sadly retreated, her cheeks reddened by her desperate and, to say the least, involuntary act.

"I have to put them into water," she said in a wavering voice as the brightness of her eyes intensified a little more.

Kara smiled softly, and nodded her head in an positive movement, her head down in a natural embarrassment as she had just exchanged a kiss with her best friend. The blonde felt the businesswoman's one, whose shoulders were stretched to the limit. Going from best friend to potential lover was definitely not an easy thing to do.

Kara had noticed the pain in Lena's eyes when she opened the door, as if she had been crying. This intrigued her, and she took a deep breath and spoke, approaching her hesitantly:

"Lena, were you crying when you opened the door?

"I...I didn't think it would be me," she stuttered weakly as she turned to her, "I thought you were going to see someone else and…"The brunette stopped all talk, first observing the surprised face of the man in front of her. Kara put a comforting hand on her forearm, something she had always done to give Lena courage. "And it hurts", she confessed weakly, eyes down to the ground.

Kara's mouth opened upon realization. Lena loved her the way she does. Her jaw tightened to give a smile to her best friend, but she gave her a simple tight grin.

"This is the first time I offer flowers in a romantic way, I hope you like them," the journalist said, shrugging her shoulders and holding her hands to her absent glasses, a sign that she was nervous, making Lena smile and bite her lips.

"There's a first time for everything," the brunette replied with a burning gaze, drawing Kara's body against hers. They're beautiful," she added, before placing her lips against Kara's, applying light pressure without deepening the exchange. The two women separated themself at a reasonable distance as the Super passed one hand to the back of her head, rubbing it together, shyly.

"So I was wondering... maybe we should stay here... I don't want to be in the headline in this body tomorrow," Kara suggested, accompanied by a nervous laugh massaging the back of her neck. "So I took the initiative to prepare everything on the roof," She said, with red cheeks.

"Then let's go to the roof," Lena replied with a shrug, trying to be casual as her heart screamed its joy and butterflies danced in her stomach in anticipation of what was about to come.