"Sooooo, you got any big plans coming up?" Kara asked Lena hopefully as she and the CEO shared a nice weekend brunch together.

"What do you mean?" Lena asked, quirking her eyebrow and smiling a little. Usually, when Kara asked a question like that, it was because she had something big in mind for the two of them, and Lena was already itching to know what Kara was thinking about.

"I meant you and Supergirl!" Kara replied, and Lena's smile faded instantly. For a moment, she could only stutter and sputter embarrassedly, unsure if she had gone pale or started blushing. It had been about a week since she and Supergirl went out on that late night coffee date, courtesy of Wing-girl Kara Danvers herself, but Lena hadn't once heard from the Girl of Steel in any way, shape or form.

Part of her was a little hurt, put off and indignant that Supergirl had vanished from her radar again. But part of her was also understanding. Supergirl was a busy woman and couldn't be counted on to keep in touch with every friend and ally she had. And part of Lena was also a little relieved. Anxious as she was to receive a follow-up from National City's hero, Lena was still a little bit intimidated by and uncertain around her and she almost didn't mind that Supergirl had yet to try and contact her again after that first date. Maybe they could both pretend it never happened and Lena could work on ending her silly little schoolgirl crush for the Kryptonian instead of indulging in it like the simpering little fool she was. But still, Lena couldn't help but be surprised by how unhappy and disappointed she felt as she realized that Supergirl really didn't seem to care for her after all. Of course, that was fine with Lena, she wasn't asking for the Girl of Steel to adore her. But to think that there had been absolutely zero follow-ups in the seven days after their first meeting left Lena feeling a little less than loved at the moment.

"I don't know, Kara," the Luthor admitted at last, eyebrows furrowing a little as she heaved an unhappy sigh. "She hasn't tried to contact me at all ever since that night and I don't really know how to reach her."

"Well, if you wanted to leave a message, all you had to do was ask moi!" Kara cried, pointing at herself indignantly. Lena couldn't help but laugh a little at the funny expression Kara had on at the moment, but even that wasn't enough to cheer the Luthor up completely.

"Kara, I appreciate you acting as a mediator for the two of us and I promise I won't demand to know what your secret is that you're always able to get in touch with her, but I guess I just hoped that she would come to me, and not go through you. And because I want that, I don't feel comfortable trying to use you as a letter-carrier, even if you're willing," Lena confessed. "And this has nothing to do with trust, or privacy, because I trust you with my very life and I know you'd never act as our mediator just for the sake of gossip, but I had hoped that maybe she would come to me directly, you know?" she added, giving a hopeless expression to Kara, worried that she wasn't making any sense. But good old Kara understood at once.

"No, no, I get it," she promised. "You're upset that Supergirl doesn't seem to have the nerve, or the desire, to contact you again of her own free will." Lena nodded unhappily. "Well, don't worry about that," Kara promised. "I think it's partly because, as we both know, she's very busy and very secretive. But if you want, I can give you her number."

"She'd be ok with that?" Lena asked uncertainly.

"Eh, well, who cares?" Kara replied, then she reached out a hand for Lena's phone.

38 seconds later, Lena had a brand new contact in her phone. She couldn't help but laugh a little at it.

"It's funny to see "Supergirl" as one of my contacts," she mused as she studied her phone. "It just seems so silly and unreal! And I'm sure it's everyone's dream to brag that they have Supergirl's number. Now I have that honor and can honestly say that I have her number!"

"For sure," Kara agreed. "You can cross that off your SG bucket list! It's one of my most prized possessions too!"

"You're a Supergirl fangirl? Shocker," Lena laughed, imagining Kara drooling over a poster of Supergirl. It was a very in-character thing for her to do, Lena thought. Kara was a huge dork after all, and she would definitely be the one to fangirl over the fact that she had Supergirl's number.

"Lena. We were each other's first rescues, and you know that we have a special sort of friendship. Are you really that surprised that I'm like her biggest fan ever? Her Number One, in fact?" Kara asked with a smirk.

"I suppose you'll have started some sort of fan club over at CatCo?" Lena replied, laughing at the idea. "Or maybe you're one of those people with a million Supergirl tee-shirts and posters hidden away in your bedroom?"

"I'm working on that fan club," Kara nodded. "And yes, I may have a few pieces of Supergirl merch, namely, some coasters and a bobble head."

"You shameless sellout," Lena laughed. "Of course you'd have stuff like that!"

"What? Like you don't have any Supergirl merch!" Kara shot back, but she was laughing too.

"Nope! Not at all," Lena promised, shaking her head.

"What? Oh, come on! You have to have at least a little something!" Kara sounded genuinely surprised that Lena owned no Supergirl merch.

"Nothing at all," Lena replied, still shaking her head with a mockingly apologetic look. "I would never indulge in such a stupid licensing deal!" she insisted, and Kara looked personally offended by Lena's callous remark.

"Blasphemy!" she cried, putting a hand over her heart. "You mean you don't even have one of her collectable action figures?"

"Those tacky things?" Lena snorted. "God, no!"

"No shirts?" Kara demanded next. "No posters? No trading cards? No jewelry? Or little capes?"

"No, no, no, no and definitely no," Lena replied, still laughing.

"Jeez! No wonder Supergirl never called back!" Kara teased. "If you don't text her soon, I will, and I'm going to tell her that the next time you two go on a date, you'd better have something Supergirl on or with your person!"

"Jeez, Kara, I didn't realize you were in charge of her marketing campaigns," Lena continued to tease Kara, but Kara only shook her head, a mock reverence in her expression as she continued to chide Lena on her lack of "Supergirl spirit".

"How can you call yourself a true fan?" Kara demanded.

"I don't," Lena replied calmly. "That's all you! I never once claimed to be a "fangirl" and you are more than fangirlish enough for both of us!" she insisted and Kara could only sputter in pretend indignance. Lena found it all very amusing.

24 hours later, Lena was in the middle of answering an email when her assistant came knocking.

"Package," she said, and at Lena's behest, she set it down on Lena's desk. As soon as Lena was finished with her email, she opened it up.

"Oh my god, Kara," she sighed in amusement. It was a small box but, tucked inside, there was a shirt with Supergirl's crest on it, a necklace of the same symbol, a poster of the Kryptonian in flight, and one of those stupid bobble heads Kara had mentioned yesterday during their brunch.

"I hope she doesn't expect me to keep any of these tacky things!" the CEO mused to herself as she turned the figure over in her hand. There was a sort of cute charm to it, when it wasn't embarrassingly stupid...

Supergirl: Hey

Lena felt her heart stop the moment her phone buzzed, revealing one name and one message. Swallowing nervously, she quickly texted back.

Lena: Hey

Then she inwardly cursed herself for such a basic, boring, banal text.

Supergirl: Kara Danvers gave me your number this morning and it reminded that I never took the time to thank you for our coffee date last week. I apologize for that, but I've been busy. If you'd like, though, I can make it up to you and we can go out on another date soon. And I promise you she didn't set me up for this. All she did was send your number my way.

Lena: No, it's alright, I understand. I'm just glad you took the time to respond at all. Better late than never, after all. But sure, I'd love to go on another coffee date with you. Same place and same time? I'm open tonight, if you are.

Supergirl: Sure! Sounds wonderful! See you then!

Lena: See you then.

The conversation was short and sweet, but Lena had still trembled through the entire thing. She didn't know why Supergirl had such a powerful effect on her, but she did! Even just trying to text the mighty Kryptonian made Lena nervous. She set her phone down with a small sigh of relief and excitement and her eyes drifted back over to the tiny box Kara had sent her. She sat forward in her chair to look inside of it once more and she gently touched the shirt still lying snuggly inside. Did she really dare?...

As soon as L-Corp closed for the day, Lena wasted no time in heading down to the café where she and Supergirl had shared a drink and a conversation not too long ago. She tugged her jacket tighter around her body, but not because it was cold. Instead, she couldn't help but hide herself in embarrassment because, under the jacket, was that stupid Supergirl tee that Kara had gotten her. Somehow, her own mind actually said yes to such a crazy, childish, stupid plan and, right before leaving L-Corp, she had removed her regular blouse before replacing it with the tee. Suddenly feeling embarrassed and awkward, though, she threw her jacket back on, buttoning it up to the very top so that not a single inch of the tee could be seen. Cute as she thought it was, though she'd never admit it, it just seemed too casual to wear on a date with Supergirl, even if it was only coffee.

"Ms. Luthor!" a happy voice called out to the CEO as soon as she arrived to the coffee house.

"Supergirl!" as nervous as the Kryptonian made Lena feel, the moment the two actually met face to face, Lena suddenly felt inexplicably calm and relaxed, as though just seeing Supergirl was enough to soothe her, strange and paradoxical as it sounded. As always, the Girl of Steel was in uniform. Lena couldn't help but wonder if she ever wore anything else, or if she simply had a closet full of that same costume. She chuckled a little at the idea but quickly regained her composure before gesturing to the café door.

"Shall we?" she asked courteously and Supergirl only responded by holding the door open and giving Lena a playful little bow.

Just as before, the coffee date went as smooth as butter.

"It's wonderful to see you again, Ms. Luthor," Supergirl said as she and Lena sat down with their drinks.

"Likewise," Lena smiled. "How have you been? Any exciting new adventures you could tell me?"

"Well, maybe not "exciting" so much as "stupid and insane", but I've got a few for you," Supergirl chuckled.

"Well then, by all means, tell me! I will listen," Lena promised, then Supergirl gave her one unusually gentle smile before acquiescing.

The descriptors "stupid" and "insane" certainly were accurate. By the end of the stories, Lena was laughing, a rare thing for her.

"How on earth did you manage to get away with all of that?" Lena demanded as Supergirl finished telling her a story about how she'd fought a blob-monster in one of National City's main sewers.

"To be honest, even I don't know," Supergirl laughed back. "Let's just say, though, that it took a LOT of bleach, detergent, softener, perfume and Febreze to get my suit clean!" she plucked at the skirt as she said this.

"Gross!" Lena laughed, nose crinkling adorably as she said this. Because she was laughing, she failed to see the way Supergirl smiled at her again, looking both enchanted and weakened by Lena's own smile.

"Don't worry, I washed it quite a few times before our date tonight," the Girl of Steel joked next.

"Don't worry," Lena replied reassuringly, "Nothing shows... or smells!"

"Good," Supergirl gave a small chuckle as she looked shyly down at the table.

"But seriously, though, is that all you ever wear?" Lena asked next, voicing her unasked question from earlier.

"Yes, but it's not just an ordinary suit," Supergirl said importantly. "It's a high-tech super suit that does and doesn't behave like normal fabric. On the one hand, since it is an outfit, it has a lot of the same basic functionality and style as a normal piece of clothing would but, on the other hand, because it's also a piece of technology, it's a lot tougher and more durable than your typical average outfit. Let's just say that it takes a lot of fire power to even tear this thing," Supergirl looked quite pleased with herself, patting her own cape affectionately. Lena couldn't help but laugh again.

"And here I thought things like cashmere and silk were high-end!" she joked.

"Maybe for a human," Supergirl pretended to lift her nose up at Lena. "But for a crime-fighting superhero? You need something far tougher! But that's how you know if I've been in a rough or messy battle: when the suit doesn't come clean easily."

"Well, forgive me for not being able to measure up," Lena pretend to bow her head humbly as she fiddled with her own jacket. Without meaning to, Lena accidently caused the first button on the jacket to come undone. It was a tiny slip, but enough for the Girl of Steel to catch a glimpse of bright blue underneath. She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head, lips quirking up a little in a confused smile.

"What's that?" she asked, nodding in the direction of Lena's shirt. Lena looked down and suddenly yelped in embarrassment.

"Ah! Oh, it's nothing!" she muttered, hurriedly fixing the button.

"Are we sure?" Supergirl began to tease Lena, sensing that she had just broached a sensitive topic for the Luthor. She even quirked an eyebrow.

"Yes," Lena replied quickly. Too quickly. Supergirl only shook her head, still giving Lena that teasing little smirk.

"I don't mean to sound arrogant and egotistical, but I'm pretty sure I know what shade of blue that is..." she began.

"It's nothing!" Lena repeated, but she embarrassedly unbuttoned her jacket again, confirming Supergirl's suspicions.

"How adorable!" the Girl of Steel laughed in delight and amusement. "I absolutely love the style of it!"

"Don't flatter yourself," Lena pouted. This only made Supergirl laugh harder. "I wasn't even planning on weraing it!" Lena pleaded pathetically.

"Well, it's a good wardrobe choice," Supergirl promised, forcing her laughter to subside. "And I fully support it. I also like how you decided to hide it under your jacket," Supergirl gave Lena a meaningful look at Lena understood at once.

"How many sets of civilian uniforms do you ruin when you come to someone's rescue? And do you always wear the entire suit under your normal clothing? Because I have to ask about the physics of that," she asked, partly joking and partly serious.

"Keep in mind, it's a piece of technology," Supergirl replied with a smirk. "I always wear the top under my civilian clothing, but everything else is always compressed into something that can fit into my pocket. My costume is literally never more than a few inches away from me at all times."

"And you're able to change into it in mere seconds flat?" Lena sounded incredulous.

"I'm pretty dang fast, Lena," Supergirl's smirk widened and Lena couldn't help but nod in agreement, feeling another little thrill as she realized that, for the first time ever, Supergirl called her by her first name.

"I wonder what your civilian clothing looks like," Lena murmured next, just to fill the silence that had settled between them. To Supergirl, it was a natural silence, but to Lena, it had become awkward as Supergirl's voice, saying her first name, echoed over and over in her mind.

"Ah, well, pretty typically, traditional, boring stuff," Supergirl replied, but now it was her turn to look just a little bit nervous and uncomfortable.

"You can't give me anymore than that?" Lena asked with a halfhearted smile.

"Can't exactly have you trying to scout me out on the streets," Supergirl replied and she gave Lena an awkward, unreadable smile.

Eventually, though, their little date came to a close and, just like last time, Supergirl didn't leave without giving Lena a parting gift.

"What is it?" Lena asked as Supergirl handed her a tiny box.

"Open it and see," Supergirl replied, crossing her arms and smiling eagerly. Lena gave her a skeptical look, but obeyed.

"Oh my god. You have a sense of humor, don't you?" Lena snorted. It was a fidget spinner, the center being Supergirl's logo.

"At least it wasn't something weird like Supergirl underwear!" the Girl of Steel defended. Lena only shook her head with another laugh before balancing the plastic toy on the tip of her finger and giving it a little whirl.

"I can't believe I'm partaking in a stupid licensing deal like this," Lena grumbled at herself as she watched the fidget spinner go.

"So I'm guessing you're never going to license any L-Corp spinners?" Supergirl teased.

"God no!" Lena nearly dropped the spinner in her revulsion at the idea. Supergirl caught it easily before giving it a whirl of her own.

"Y'know, I was once goofing off with one of these things and nearly turned it into a deadly weapon," she said absentmindedly. Lena scoffed at how ridiculous such a sentence sounded, but as she watched Supergirl make the fidget spinner turn impossibly fast, she couldn't help but believe that there was a time when Supergirl might've nearly wiped out an entire building with one little out-of-control spinner.

After a moment, though, Supergirl brought the spinner to a stop before handing it back to Lena.

"Thanks," Lena grunted, equal parts touched, amused, confused and embarrassed by such a gift.

"I won't get mad if you decide to trash it," Supergirl answered her unasked question.

"No, I won't," Lena promised quickly, but Supergirl only gave her a playful wink before quickly taking off, once again vanishing into the night sky only half a second later. Lena watched her go with a small, but genuine smile.

The next night, Lena had dinner with Kara. Unlike her dinner with Supergirl, however, this one took place in her own home.

Lena: Come over at 6:00 if you can!

Kara: 6:00 works perfectly, see you then!

But 5:45 was when Kara made her arrival. She knocked on Lena's door and Lena couldn't help but jump in surprise. She hadn't expected Kara to come early! Without even thinking, she went right over to the door and opened it up.

"Kara! You're early!" she grinned and Kara smiled right back at her... until she got a good look at what Lena was wearing.

"Nice shirt," Kara snickered. Lena looked down. Oh, yeah, she was still wearing that Supergirl shirt. She had thrown it on once she got home simply because it was so cozy, but hadn't realized that maybe wearing something like that in Kara's presence wouldn't have been a good idea.

"Oh, uhhhh, it's nothing," Lena made a pathetic attempt to cover up the shirt by crossing her arms, but it was too late. Kara was already giving her that "You like Supergirl, don't you Lena?" look and Lena knew she was doomed. (It was when that she silently thanked herself for remembering to leave that stupid little Supergirl fidget spinner in her desk drawer at L-Corp, along with the selfie and autograph. Kara would never see it there!)

The dinner was totally fine, but Kara spent the entire time enthusiastically demanding to know how Lena's date had gone.

"It went fine," the Luthor pushed her food around her plate shyly. It really was funny. When she was with the Kryptonian, she felt completely relaxed. The moment they were apart, however, Lena felt nervous and shy whenever she so much as thought about the Girl of Steel.

"Awwwwww," Kara smiled and tilted her head, catching the way Lena suddenly couldn't meet her eyes as she spoke about Supergirl.

"Oh, shut it," Lena grumbled good-naturedly.

"You up for joining the fan club then?" Kara replied with a smirk, showing Lena a picture of a fake flyer she made during her lunch break at CatCo.

"Oh, no!" Lena pretended to moan in despair as she pushed Kara's phone away.

"Come on!" Kara replied with a laugh. "I walked in on you wearing that Supergirl shirt, so obviously you aren't totally immune to the merch!"

"Fan clubs are where I draw the line," she insisted. Kara only gave her a teasing smile before allowing her eyes to drift behind Lena and towards the rows of cabinets and cupboards behind her.

A few minutes later, Kara found an excuse to dismiss herself from the table and open one of the cabinets. Inside was a Supergirl mug.

"I didn't get you this, so I know that this is your own," Kara said in deadpan as she pointed to the mug. Lena couldn't even bring herself to answer, but the sudden red tint to her cheeks spoke for itself and Kara laughed.

"Just admit that you're a Supergirl fangirl!" Kara insisted as she strutted proudly back to the table.

"Never," Lena replied.

"Then at least admit you have a crush on her!" Kara pleaded hopefully.

"Definitely never," Lena replied, even more insistent than before.

"Oh, come on!" Kara pouted adorably. "Supergirl hasn't told me much more about your dates than you have, but from what she has said, it's pretty clear to me that she's really into you!"

"She is?" Lena's playful smirk faded into a look of genuine surprise and disbelief. Suddenly, her heart was roaring.

"Yes," Kara promised. "And while I can't tell you much, I will tell you that she's already planning on asking you out again soon, only this time, it won't just be for a late-night casual coffee..." somehow, Lena's heart began to beat even harder and faster.

"Really?" her voice was scarcely above a whisper. Kara only smiled and nodded.

"I ship you two," she said. "Supercorp forever!" but even though her words were sincere, they managed to pull Lena out of her honeymooning.

"You two had better not create any merch for that!" she warned.

"Well, I've already created a few buttons," Kara winked.

"I really hope you're just kidding!" Lena replied, raising an eyebrow, but Kara only gave her a shrug and an innocent little smirk.

"I'm just saying that as soon as you two make it official and go public, I'm going to be the first one wearing the Supercorp merch!" she insisted. And all Lena could say in reply to this was,

"I can't believe I'm partaking in such a stupid licensing deal!"

AN: Semi-sequel to the "Coffee Date" chapter. I just randomly got inspired to write this addition, so here we are. Long story short, it's Lena fangirling about Supergirl with Kara, and Kara totally egging her on for the lolz. It's somewhat inspired by all the Supergirl merch I see around stores (namely the Super fidget spinner, which I actually saw at a Target once and laughed when I did). It's also inspired by the fanarts of Lena wearing either a "#1 Fan of Supergirl" shirt or a Supergirl costume, leaving Kara aroused, amused, embarrassed, uncomfortable or some combination thereof. Hope you all liked it!