Prompt: it's been a long, tiring week at work, and someone hasn't had the energy to shave their legs. Short, fluffy conversation about body image and expectations from a partner.


Long ass day. That's all it could be described as. Long. Ass. Day.

They'd both been awoken before dawn - having only slept a few hours before, thinking they had the day off since they'd both worked a 70 hr week - to dispatch calling in Maggie for a murder and J'onn telling Alex to follow Maggie to the scene of a possible alien murder.

They were at the scene for a few hours, then back to their respective places of work. Maggie into an interrogation and Alex into her lab to run tests. Maggie did an interrogation then ran some leads and then another interrogation. Unfortunately, everything led to a dead end, so, she was chained to her desk the rest of the day running database searches.

Alex, on the other hand, had a much more intense day. Shortly after she started her first tests, there was a containment outbreak from one of the samples she brought in and the entire lab was brought down for containment and hazardous chemical teams to clean up. And since she was the head of the labs at the DEO, she was in charge of running around and making calls and setting up mobile labs to keep them from getting too far behind on their normal work load. Which meant that extra equipment had to be brought from storage, teams that were on their days off had to be brought in, overtime paperwork had to be approved for said teams, and she herself had to run a series of tests.

So when she walked in the door that evening (16 hours later), to find her wonderful girlfriend there with food and beer, Alex collapsed in her arms and didn't move for a few hours.


The tv droned on with some old rerun of a sitcom, and the two women were contentedly munching on pizza in silence, too tired to hold a conversation.

Alex loved these kinds of nights. She was an introvert at heart and loved when she was able to just sit with someone in silence. Especially since that someone was her girlfriend.

Her beautiful girlfriend Maggie.

The beautiful girlfriend who was pulling Alex's feet into her lap.

Maggie pulled off each sock and started to massage the tight muscles and tendons and joints in her feet.

"I knew there was a reason I liked you." Alex groaned as she dropped her head back against the arm rest.

The detective chuckled, and kept on. Though the woman was small, she had very strong hands and could get deep into the tissue to work out the strain.

Alex closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling.

Until Maggie's hands slowly drifted past her ankle innocently to knead at her calves and…

Oh my god I haven't shaved in four days…Alex screamed inwardly

She tried to pull her legs back, but too late, Maggie had turned a smirking face towards her; dimples threatening to come out.

"You're prickly."

A blush shot through all of Alex's torso, straight up to her ears, and she started to spew excuses. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. It's been a long week, and I didn't think I'd see you at all so I didn't put in the effort-"

Maggie cut her off, "babe. It's fine."

"No it's so gross-"

Maggie threw her another look that said 'really?'. The detective lifted her own right leg in the air and pulled up her pant leg to reveal her own slightly hairy leg, "mine's longer than yours. So calm down."

Alex chuckled and reach down to touch the softer hair on Maggie's leg.

"Damn sawyer." Alex started with a faux judgmental look, "you've really let yourself go."

Maggie reached up Alex's uniform pant leg and pinched the back of her knee in retaliation, causing Alex to yelp and squirm away. They play fought for a minute before returning to their drinks and the tv.

Though, Alex's mind was whirring a mile a minute, as usual.

A thought crossed her mind briefly, but then stuck and then her mind started to wander back over the last few weeks they'd been dating. Maggie had never commented on the topic, but now, Alex couldn't help but wonder what the other woman thought.

It took about 7 minutes of psyching herself up before she could even attempt to ask.

Alex cleared her throat, "speaking of shaving…" she trailed off

Maggie quirked an eyebrow coquettishly, "yeah?" She popped the last bite of her pizza in her mouth and placed her plate on the coffee table.

"Do you…uh…I mean, do you like….uh" a blush started to form again at Alex's ears and grew to her cheeks, causing the agent to stutter even more, "like…should I…"

Maggie took pity on her fumbling girlfriend, "Just ask, Danvers. I'm not gonna judge whatever it is you wanna ask." She told her gently

"Do you have any expectations towards…my appearance…down there?" Her voice trailed to a whisper as her eyes flitted towards her lady parts briefly before landing back on Maggie.

Maggie's smile grew at how adorably awkward Alex was being, "baby, it's YOUR body, you can do whatever you want; whatever you feel comfortable with. Your partner shouldn't have any say in your appearance."

Alex fidgeted with the hem of her shirt awkwardly.

"Just like with your legs or your eyebrows or the hair on your head. I like you for you." The detective whispered, placing a hand on Alex's chest right over her heart, "to me it's what's inside that counts."

Alex smiled and leaned in to place a kiss on the other woman's smiling lips.

Maggie pulled away just slightly after a beat and smirked playfully, "I mean, if you waxed your whole body down to nothing…I might not be down for that."

Alex pulled the other woman on top of her with a chuckle and playfully pinched Maggie's ass, pulling a giggle from the detective.

"I like you." She mumbled against Maggie's lips.

Maggie saw the love in Alex's eyes and knew they were almost at the point of saying it out loud. She kissed Alex's nose and whispered, "I like you too, Danvers."