Hiii! Once again I'm here, giving you more SuperCorp fics instead of finishing the ones I have started xDD sorry
The promp its not mine but everything else is (sans the characters, of course)
The perfect recipe
Kara loved food. It was no secret she loved to eat and anyone who spoke with her for longer than an hour eventually found out. There was a saying that was something like, 'there a people who eat to live and people who live to eat' and the blonde was not ashamed to be the second kind of person even when some people judged her a little for the big amounts of food she could engulf in a short amount of time… at least she compensated by working out a lot. And someone with an appetite like Kara had to learn how to cook or else she would be broke. And so there she was with an apron slightly covered in flour – with a cute 'kiss the cook' print on it –, her hair tied in a tight bun and her sleeves rolled to her elbows as she knead the dough for her ravioli as she sang along 'Dancing Queen' playing on her phone. Once it was smooth, she left it to rest while she started to prepare the filling. Not long after, she put a skillet in one of the burners, added two table spoons of olive oil, crushed garlic, pesto sauce and heavy cream, letting it simmer for a few minutes. She was singing 'Hard Times' by Paramore when she heard a knock on her door. Kara's forehead creased. Alex didn't say she was coming to see her and she was new in the building so she hadn't met her neighbors yet so, who could be knocking on her door? The apartment building she had just moved into was fancy enough to have a doorman who didn't let anyone inside unless a tenant told him to so it couldn't be a sales person or something like that. Adding parmesan cheese to the skillet, she lowered the flame to the minimum and approached her front door with a rag in her hand, trying to remove any stains. Of all the possibilities that ran through the blonde's head of who might be, Kara couldn't say she was prepared for what she encountered once she opened the door: a very beautiful, and very pregnant, brunette with amazing emerald eyes and a jaw that could cut glass. Said brunette was dressed in a well-worn and soft looking MIT sweatshirt, yoga pants and slippers with her hair loose, wavy locks covering her shoulders.
Kara was so mesmerized her brain kind of forgot how to make a phrase or a somewhat acceptable greeting so she just stood in silence for a few seconds.
"Uh… hi." The brunette started. "I'm Lena from apartment 8B," she tilted her head to the side, signaling the door at the other end of the short hallway, "and I know that what I'm about to say it's weird and probably inappropriate since we don't know each other but I smelled whatever you're cooking all the way to my apartment and this little one," she gave a quick glance to her baby bump, "started kicking and I was wondering if you could give me a little bit of it or something…" she ended her ramble.
The blonde's eyebrows rose almost to her hairline, her mouth making a quiet 'oh' but not saying anything other than that.
The green eyed woman's expression went from a little shy to complete embarrassment quickly, her cheeks turning a pretty pink. "I could pay you if you want to or-or… you know what? I better go…" she started to back away and Kara noticed the small Tupperware she had in her hands which she hadn't seen before since the brunette was hiding it behind her back.
She took a step outside her door and gently placed a hand on the other woman's forearm. "Wait!"
Lena turned her face to look at the hand in her arm, what made Kara let her go. The brunette didn't know why she missed the warmth a few seconds of contact from the blonde provided her even through the fabric of her sweatshirt.
"Uh… I'm Kara, from 8A as you can see." The blonde introduced herself, sticking out her hand for Lena to shake, which she did. "I'm making ravioli but it's not ready yet…" The pregnant woman pouted without noticing but Kara did. "… but I have no problem giving you some once it's done!"
"Are you sure? I know I was a little… bold." Lena said, still a little embarrassed.
"Yeah, no biggie. I always make a lot of food." The blonde waved her hand dismissively.
"I could still pay you." The brunette quickly offered again.
Kara laughed under her breath. "No need to do that, really. You could give me your Tupperware and I'll take it to you once it's finished."
Lena smiled widely, making her dimples appear. "I could come get it, I don't want to give you more troubles."
Kara shook her head softly. "It's no trouble at all. Besides, you're growing a tiny human, I'm sure you could use as much rest as possible." She directed her blue eyes to the bump as the brunette placed a hand over it. "If it's your Tupperware you're worried about, I promise it's safe with me, I know how moms go crazy when someone loses a Tupperware."
That made Lena laugh openly. "You promise?"
Kara placed a hand over her heart. "You have my word."
The brunette nodded slowly. "Thank you." She handed Kara her small container.
That smile did something to Kara, she felt like a whole pack of elephants were stomping inside her stomach. Where were the usual butterflies people talked about?
She pushed her glasses up her nose with her free hand, hoping it covered her blush. "Thank me after you actually try them… I could be a terrible cook and the smell of garlic is just deceiving you." She shrugged playfully.
Lena narrowed her eyes but didn't fight the smile growing in her lips. "You wouldn't give bad food to a pregnant woman, would you?"
Kara let out a big breath, looking at her feet before looking up again. "Nope, I wouldn't give bad food to anyone, that's a crime."
"I'm glad you think so." Her smile turned into a small smirk.
"I better get back before my kitchen catches on fire." Kara pointed at her door behind her.
"We don't want the ravioli to go to waste." Lena tucked a brown lock behind her ear.
"No, we don't… so I'll get back to them to make sure that baby of yours gets the ravioli they asked for." The blonde walked two steps backwards and grabbed the door.
"We can't wait." Lena finally said as she started walking to her apartment.
Kara closed the door and was tempted to slide down to the floor when she remembered she had something in the stove, rushing to it as 'Milkshake' by Kelis started to play. "More like 'my ravioli brings all the girls to my door' situation", she though as she continued to make her dinner.
A little under an hour later Kara found herself walking to the door marked as 8B, food warm in her hand. Her hair was bouncing behind her in a ponytail after having undone her bun. She reached the door, standing there for a few seconds, trying to think what to say to the pretty brunette. She rubbed one of her sweaty hands on the back of her jeans and took a big breath, letting it out through her mouth, finally gathering the courage to knock. She knocked softly three times and only waited a few seconds before the door was open by Lena. She looked exactly the same as she had before, except her hair was now tied in a low ponytail, a few strands of hair loose.
"Hello there." The brunette laced her fingers bellow her belly.
The blue eyed woman grinned at the simple greeting, not speaking for a few moments.
Lena raised a brow at Kara's lack of response. "Is that for me?" She pointed at the container.
Kara finally reacted, her cheeks turned red and her smile became bashful. "Yes, it is." She extended the tupper towards the pregnant woman, scratching the back of her neck with her other hand.
Lena grabbed it with both hands, feeling the warmth of the food inside. "Thank you so much, Kara. I know it's weird and –"
The blonde interrupted her, shaking her hands in front of herself. "No, it's okay… I mean, it was kinda weird but I didn't mind."
Lena's dimpled smile appeared again on her face. "Well, I appreciate so much that you didn't just slam the door on my face, many people would have."
"I'm not like many people… I like to make others happy and food always does the trick. If 'The Good Place' was right, this should give me some points, extra points since I'm making both you and your baby happy." Kara said as a matter of fact as she resisted the urge to touch Lena's baby bump. She liked doing so but it was rude to do it with someone she barely knew.
Lena made a cute confused face. "'The Good Place'?"
"It's a Netflix show, super good, super funny. You should watch it!"
The brunette's mouth curved into a smile. "Maybe I will."
Kara smiled back, staying in silence once again for a few moments, admiring the woman before her. "Anyway, I should get going," she pointed at her door with her thumb over her shoulder. "I hope you enjoy the ravioli. They have cream cheese, ricotta, mozzarella and provolone." She numbered the cheeses with her fingers.
"It sounds delicious." Lena lifted the lid of the container a little bit, breathing in the heavenly smell. "Buon appetito."
The blonde chewed on her bottom lip as she heard Lena's attempt at an Italian accent. "Buon appetito to you as well. Have a nice night."
"You too, Kara." The blonde gave one step back, ready to turn around when Lena stopped her with a hand in her forearm. "Wait." She tugged the woman closer and stroke her cheekbone with her thumb. "You have flour on your cheek."
"T-thank you…" she pushed her glasses up her nose again. "See you around."
"See you around." The green eyed woman stepped back, her hand on the door but not moving to close it, not until Kara started to walk away. She waved goodbye as the other woman reached her door and looked back at her, repeating the action. Closing the door completely, Lena walked towards her kitchen with her tupper in hand, looking for a fork and a glass of apple juice. Then she got comfortable on her couch and grabbed the TV remote, exiting from the movie she was watching and typing 'The Good Place' in her Netflix search. She stabbed a ravioli with her fork as the words 'Welcome! Everything is fine.' appeared on her screen. She smiled. Maybe, someday soon, everything would start to feel fine again.
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It was a week later that Kara heard another knock on her door. Alex was supposed to visit but it was too early for her to be there already and she still hadn't met anyone in the building but Lena so the blonde was almost sure it was her. She opened the oven to let the cinnamon buns inside begin to cool down, removed her oven gloves and walked to the door, opening it with a wide smile on her face.
"Hi Lena."
"It smells like Christmas, what are you making?" The brunette said, taking a loud breath in before shaking her head. "I'm so rude, I didn't even said hi."
The blonde chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm baking cinnamon bun! They're Alex's favorites, do you want some?"
Lena's eyes opened wide at the mention of someone else. "Oh, you're baking for your boyfriend? I couldn't possibly take any –"
"No! I don't have a boyfriend, Alex is my sister." Kara clarified immediately. "She's coming over in a little while and she's going through a rough moment so I thought I'd cheer her up with comfort food."
"More reasons why I can't ask you for any, I bet she needs them more than me." The green eyed woman scratched behind her ear.
"I made two batches, I can give you some and Alex will believe I ate them like I usually do." Kara said nonchalantly.
"Are you sure?" Lena's eyes lit up as she nibbled on her bottom lip, playing with the hem of her green sweater.
How could Kara resist that face? Not that she intended to. "Yeah, I'm sure… would you like to come in? So I can take the buns out of the oven." She stepped to the side, leaving enough space for Lena to walk inside.
"I'd like that." She timidly followed the blonde, closing the door behind her.
The blonde slipped her oven gloves back on and grabbed one of the pans leaving it on the counter. "Did you bring your tupper or do you need one?"
"I did bring it." Lena had, again, hid it behind her back as she was a little embarrassed to ask for food. "I don't want to imagine what you think of me right now… I must be the 'crazy hungry pregnant girl' in your head."
Kara turned around to receive the container from Lena. "Of course not. I think of you as the 'cute pregnant woman whose baby craves a lot of tasty things I make' so, it's good for my ego." She fitted four cinnamon buns inside the tupper and closed the lid. "Here but careful, it's a little hot." She extended both arms holding the buns.
The pregnant woman pulled the sleeves of her sweater over her hands to try to protect them from the heat. "Thank you so much, Kara. It's horrible to crave something and not being able to eat it so you're basically saving my life with these. The ravioli was amazing and I would bet a lot of money on these buns too."
The blonde's cheeks flushed at the compliment. "You're welcome. I love to cook and it makes me so happy when someone likes what I make."
Lena beamed at those words and in a quick movement, she leaned towards Kara and pressed her lips on the blonde's cheek, backing away a second later.
Kara's blush extended from her cheeks to her neck like wildfire. "W-what was that for?" She covered the spot where the brunette's lips touched her skin with her hand.
The brunette laughed nervously, her pale skin feeling hot. "I just… uh, your apron says 'kiss the cook' and I just… it felt like the right thing to do." She mumbled.
A nervous laugh escaped the blonde's lips. "Okay."
They stayed silent for a few moments until Lena pointed at the door. "I should go, I don't want to intrude any longer."
"You're not intruding –" before the blonde could continue, her phone dinged in her pack pocket. She pulled it out and read the text message Alex left. "My sister is parking, should be here in a few minutes."
"Have a nice night with her." Lena reached for the door knob.
The blue eyed woman leaned on the door frame. "You too… I hope your baby likes the buns."
"I'm sure he will… and for the record, I think you would definitely end up in the Good Place." She winked and started to walk away.
Kara took a few moments to process what Lena said. "You started watching!" She said excitedly.
The pregnant woman only looked over her shoulder and smiled.
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The third time Lena knocked on Kara's door was a week after the second time, another Friday night. But this time she didn't bring a tupper with her, she was actually a little angry. The blonde opened her door and before she could say anything, Lena raised a finger to the blonde's lips to shush her.
"I don't know what you're making this time but it smells like wine and you're cruel because I haven't had a glass of wine for the past seven months." The brunette said in a single breath.
Kara gently removed the finger resting on her lips and started to explain. "It's coq au vin. The alcohol evaporates but the taste remains in the chicken so it's safe for you to eat. I even Googled it."
Lena's annoyed expression shifted to a surprised one. "Oh… that's… thoughtful of you. I'm sorry I snapped like that, the hormones take over me sometimes."
The blonde shook her head as she smiled. "Don't worry, I understand. Come in." She moved out of the way and made a hand gesture to invite Lena.
The brunette stepped inside for the second time since she met Kara. "I didn't bring a tupper this time."
"That's fine because I was thinking you could have dinner here… with me." Kara appeared at Lena's side and pointed at the dinner table which already had the dishes served accompanied by two glasses of a red beverage with fruit inside. "I made non-alcoholic sangria, I hope you like it."
"Kara, this is…" The pregnant woman didn't know what to say.
"It's weird, right? That I lured you in with food? Oh God, I'm such a creep! I'm so sorry Lena, it's just that I want to get to know you and be your friend but you only come when you smell food and – oh, no! And now I'm insulting you by saying you're some kind of hungry zombie but I didn't mean it like that! I was afraid that you would say no if I came knocking on your door or –"
Lena cut Kara's ramble by softly covering her mouth with her hand. "Kara, I think you're a very sweet person and this is a very nice gesture. I'd love to have dinner with you." She lowered her hand, brushing the blonde's arm as it descended to her side.
"Really?" Without noticing, the blonde made puppy dog eyes.
The brunette nodded twice. "Really. But I do have one complain to make."
"What is it? Are you allergic to something? I should have asked, I'm sorry." Kara rushed to apologize.
"That's not it… I'm way too underdressed for this." Lena gave a quick glance at her clothes, she had a spaghetti strapped black top, dark blue maternity jeans and green Crocs.
"You look beautiful." Kara said without hesitation. "And comfy with those Crocs. I could change if you want me to." She started to unbutton her shirt – making Lena squeak, Kara smirking at the sound – revealing the grey tank top shirt she had underneath and discarding the garment, throwing it to the couch. She also took off her shoes, her rainbow socks protecting her feet from the scratchy carpet. "Better?"
The green eyed woman chuckled. "I didn't know you were a smartass."
"Well, the purpose of this dinner if for us to get to know each other. Shall we?" Kara pulled one chair for Lena to sit.
Lena's smile widened at the chivalrous gesture. "Thank you." She sat down and mentally thanked Kara again when she didn't push the chair closer to the table, clearly skipping doing that because of Lena's belly. She was about to reach for her glass of sangria when she felt something brushing her leg, startling her. "What was that?"
The blue eyed woman seemed lost on what was Lena asking about when she felt little claws on her pant leg. "Oh, this is Lenoir." The blonde used French pronunciation for the name as she bent down to pick a small black cat with a red collar around his neck. The little animal couldn't be older than three months old.
"Lenoir?" Lena arched a brow. "I didn't know you had a cat."
Kara laughed and put the feline down, quickly going to the kitchen to wash her hands. "I just adopted him this week, my sister found him and another kitty abandoned in the alley at the side of her building and decided she would take one and I took the other one." She joined Lena at the table.
"And what's with the name?" The brunette was intrigued.
"Well, I was thinking on what to make for tonight and coq au vin is French so I thought 'why don't I name him something in French?' and Lenoir came to my mind because he's a black cat so…" she trailed off.
"His name is just the color of his fur, then… how clever of you, Blondie." Lena's voice dripped with sarcasm.
Kara tilted her head back as she laughed. "We can talk about how much of a genius I am or we could start eating because it's getting cold. I'm sure Lenoir would love it if we don't eat this food. Bon appetite."
"Bon appetite, to you too." The green eyed woman repeated, grabbing a fork and taking some carrot and mushroom to her mouth. She moaned in delight. "Oh god, the sauce is so good!" She covered her lips with her unoccupied hand to speak with her mouth full.
The blonde hummed as she chewed a piece of chicken. "I'm glad you think so." She answered after swallowing.
"Kara, you are an amazing cook, I'm serious! Are you a chef or something?" She grabbed another forkful or food, this time grabbing chicken, onion and more mushrooms.
The blonde took a sip of her sangria and cleared her throat. "No, I'm not. I'm a junior editor at CatCo Magazine. I cook because I eat a lot so it's cheaper when you prepare your food instead of buying takeout."
"Wow, I didn't imagine you being involved in the media business." She tried the drink as well. The taste of the grapes and other fruits was refreshing.
"I was recently promoted, I used to be a reporter. I mean, I could still write if I wanted to, I do actually but I don't have that much time anymore but I needed the money to afford this place so I took the job."
"What happened with your old apartment?" The brunette asked, taking another bite.
"Long story short, I used to live with my sister Alex, then she moved in with her girlfriend, they broke up and Alex came to live with me again. I wanted to give her her place back so I moved here a month ago." The former reporter explained between bites.
"Where are you from?"
"Midvale. I've been living in National City for seven years. You?" The blonde picked almost all of her carrots in her fork and shove them in her mouth.
"Born in Ireland, raised in Metropolis and I've been in NC for five years." She mimicked Kara but with her mushrooms instead of the carrots.
"You're Irish? Wow! I think I have Middle Eastern ancestry or something but the fact that you were born in Ireland is so cool. It also explains why you're so pale." Kara teased. "If you call me Blondie because of my hair color, I should call you Ivory because of your skin tone."
"Shut up." Lena balled up one of the paper napkins in the table and threw it towards Kara who was able to dodge it. The ball ended on the floor where the black cat started to play with it.
The editor stuck out her tongue before continuing their conversation. "Why did you move here?"
"Work." The pregnant woman simply said, her mood changing a little.
Kara noticed but still tried to get a better answer. "Where do you work?"
The brunette pushed a piece of chicken around the plate for a few seconds before answering. "Spheerical Industries."
"Oh… A friend of mine covered the story of Jack Spheer's death a few months ago. Did you know him personally?" Kara cautiously asked.
Sadness clouded Lena's features. "I did. We were business partners and very good friends."
Kara's expression dulled. "Oh, Lena. I'm so sorry for your loss."
"Thank you, Kara." The brunette faked a smile.
"I didn't know he had a business partner. When my friend wrote the article, she talked to the CFO and Ms. Arias said she would be taking care of the business while the board appointed a new CEO." The blonde didn't want to pry but her journalistic curiosity came afloat. Not that she would ever write about what Lena was telling her, she wasn't like that.
The brunette hid herself behind her sangria for a moment. "We met during my time in MIT and we became really close friends. We started Spheerical in Metropolis but decided to move here because I didn't want to be in my family's shadow, that's also why I was like a ghost partner. He was the face of the company but the two of us decided its course."
"What does your family do in Metropolis?"
Lena smiled as she thought of her brother. "My brother is CEO LuthorCorp."
The blue eyed woman almost chokes on her food. "Your brother? You're Lena Luthor?"
The brunette lifted her hands as if presenting herself. "In the flesh."
"I've hear so much about you!" The blonde exclaimed. "You're a genius."
Lena was a little confused by her reaction. "Where have you heard about me?" She made sure she was out of the spotlight, the last thing about her that was slightly news worthy probably was about her early graduation with honors in MIT.
"My cousin is Clark Kent, your brother won't shut up about you when talking to him and he tells me about you, trying to motivate me that women can do big things even in a field dominated by men! He never said where you worked or why no one knew about you but those are just details."
The brunette's expression softened. "You're related to my brother's best friend? That's such a coincidence."
"It's actually crazy… but now I get what you said about stepping out of your family's shadow, I always get compared to Clark since we're both reporters and he lives at the other side of the country, if I lived in Metropolis I would probably go crazy." The blonde playfully rolled her eyes, drinking some sangria.
"That's why I left… I wanted to build a company on my own terms, without their help so Jack and I started SI. And now that he passed away, the company belongs to me." Lena's tone went from excited as she talked about having her own creation to sad as she spoke of her friend.
"What will you do with it? Will you let the board pick a new CEO, or will you do it?"
Determination appeared on the emerald eyes. "I will step up as CEO but not right now… now I have to think about my baby."
Kara didn't know why but pride and something warm filled her chest. "I think you'll do great… speaking of your baby, how far along are you?" She wanted to change the subject because she didn't like to see Lena sad.
"I'm 30 weeks pregnant." The brunette said with a soft smile, taking a hand to caress her stomach.
"Who's the baby daddy? Is he okay with you eating my food?" Kara playfully asked, not realizing she had messed up until Lena's mood fell again.
"He's not saying much these days…"
Recognition dawned on the blonde's face. "Was it Jack?" She asked hesitantly.
Lena's gaze met Kara, expecting to find pity but she was met with true sadness and care. "He was."
"You said before he was your friend so, were you not together or… It's okay if you don't want to answer, it's none of my business." The blonde added quickly.
"No, it's okay… I don't talk about him a lot since… since his accident but I should…" Lena took a bite of her food. "We were not a couple… actually he was gay and so am I," she confessed, Kara's eyes widened at that, "but we both knew we wanted to have kids, even if we were single but with work being so time consuming, we never had the time to date so we decided to make it happen. He gave me his sperm and held my hand during the insemination… the two times, the first didn't work. We were so happy when we found out I was pregnant and we were planning to tell the press I was the other owner of Spheerical once the baby was born but Jack died a few days after the doctor told us we were having a boy… I was devastated, I felt like I couldn't do this alone. I was supposed to have his help but in an instant he was gone… so I stepped back of my COO position and left Sam in charge for the time being. But I will go back, not just for Jack but for our son, I just needed some time to myself, to convince myself that I could do it, to grieve… I'm still grieving but I have to admit you have been like a beacon of light this past couple of weeks." Lena reached out and placed her hand over Kara's. "I'm mostly alone here, Sam comes to see how I'm doing but she's usually too busy with her daughter and the company, Lex is also busy in Metropolis and even like that he has come visit a few times, but having to look forward to what deliciousness the kind stranger from the apartment across the hall will cook has been the highlight of weeks lately." Both of them chuckled. "I'm so happy you invited me tonight and I hope we can become friends." A tear rolled down her cheek and she rushed to wipe it away. "I'm sorry, damn hormones." The brunette sniffed and then let out a shaky laugh.
"Never apologize for having feelings… also, pregnant women are allowed to have extra feelings and extra servings of food because they are growing an entire human being inside of them. What do you say, want some more food?"
Lena looked down at her plate and was surprised to find it almost empty. She looked back at Kara and nodded. "Yes, please."
The editor stood up and took both her plate and Lena's to the kitchen, coming back shortly after with more food. She also refilled their glasses before taking her seat. "I forgot to say it early but I'd love to be your friend… anything you need, I'm here for you. I'll try to ignore the feeling in the back of my head telling me you only want me because I cook like Escoffier but…" she laughed along Lena, "… if you want to watch TV or talk or anything, you just have to knock on my door."
They ate the rest of their meal over mindless conversation, things like Kara saying her sister was a doctor at National City General and Lena saying she goes there for her prenatal checkups, 'No way! How come I've never seen you when I have lunch with Alex?' 'It's a big hospital, darling. And I go in the mornings.', or Kara narrating something embarrassing that happened to her in high school, Lena commenting how she never had the high school experience in boarding school, 'It's not the same and being surrounded by spoiled and rich mean girls is not fun.'. After a while they moved to the couch and the blonde offered Lena some ice cream 'I didn't know what flavor you liked so I bought five different kinds.' 'Are you sure you did it for me or because you wanted to have extra ice cream for yourself?' 'How dare you accuse me of something like that!'. They decided to watch 'Lucifer' and Lena was hooked immediately, saying she loved Tom Ellis' accent. Lenoir found his way to them, curling on Kara's lap with Lena's hand scratching behind his ears every now and then. Kara asked Lena for permission to touch her belly, 'I hope it's not weird.' 'Not at all. Actually, you are kind by asking, there are people that don't even know you and want to lay hands all over.' 'Those are the worst.', and got excited when the baby kicked in the place she put her hand. 'He's happy with all the food you give me.', Lena stated. At the end of the third episode Lena had nodded off a couple of times and Kara decided it was time she escorted the young Luthor to her door, even when she protested, 'It's just down the hall, don't bother for such a short distance.' 'As you said, it's a short distance, I don't mind.', and that's how she ended up behind the brunette, watching as she placed her key inside the doorknob and twisted it.
The green eyed woman pushed her door open and turned to face her friend. "Thank you for such a lovely night, Kara."
"Thank you for allowing me to be your friend." The blue eyed woman said with a wide smile.
"You make it too easy." Lena's smile mirrored Kara's, the only difference were her dimples. "Do you want to come over next Friday? We could watch a movie or something and I can cook for you for a change."
"I can cook and bring it over." The blonde offered.
Lena shook her head. "No way, you've been cooking for me since we met, it's my turn. How does kale lasagna sound like?"
Kara faked gagging and put a hand over her forehead, as if fainting. "It sounds like the most disgusting thing ever."
The brunette arched her brows. "You don't like lasagna?"
"I love lasagna, but putting kale in it is a crime!"
"Oh, come on Kara, don't tell me you don't like healthy food." Lena crossed her arms over her chest but they practically rested on her belly.
"I can eat vegetables but with moderation. Kale is a no no for me, though." Kara said with her hands on her hips. "What other foods can you cook?"
Lena drew her lower lip between her teeth. "I'm sorry to disappoint you but I only cook healthy stuff…" This made Kara wince. "It's pregnancy food, vegetables and healthy options are my best friends, the only times I eat something other than that is when the baby craves something and lately that has been your fault."
The blonde sighed. "I'll try your… kale lasagna," she said the word with disdain, "but if I don't like it, I'm ordering Chinese."
The brunette clapped a few times in victory. "That's all I can ask, that you try it. I promise you won't regret it."
"Don't make a girl a promise if you know you can't keep it." Kara said in a playful challenge.
Lena smirked at those words. "We'll see."
"We'll see." The blonde repeated before pulling her phone out of her pocket. "Would you give me your phone number?"
Without a word, Lena lifted her hand, palm up, waiting for the blonde to give her the device. She typed her number and pressed the call button and handed it back to Kara, pulling her own phone out.
"Should I save you as Lena Luthor or just Lena?" The blonde asked as she started the process to save a new contact.
"Should I save you as Kara Kent or just Kara?" Lena was doing the same, but she didn't expect the burst of laughter coming from the other woman.
"I'm not Kara Kent!" Her laugh started to die down.
Lena was a little confused. "You said you were Clark Kent's cousin."
"I am, but my last name is Danvers however… that's a story for another day." She typed 'Lena' and added the four-leaf clover emoji, pocketing her phone.
The brunette arched a brow. "You're trying to keep the mystery… okay. I can play that too. Good night, Kara."
Kara's response was to lean down and place a chaste kiss on her new friend's cheek. As she pulled back, she saw the flush starting to surface. "Good night, Lena. Sweet dreams." She turned around and didn't look back, knowing her face was starting to redden as well.
Don't forget to follow and review! This should be a short story, no more than 5 chapters, and I promise it's different from my other fic where Kara and Lena are trying to have another baby, different dynamics, different scenarios, different everything.
Who's ready for the finale tonight? We'll have to live on fanfics for a year! Life support almost
As always, sorry for any typos ;)