Summary: Kara can't seem to figure out why people are staring at her.

Prompt: "You really have no idea, do you?"

Note: Part 3 in my Supercat Drabbles series.

A Slip of the Tongue

She had just come back from a mission with the D.E.O. She had been at the Gala for ten minutes and she could feel everyone staring at her. At first, she thought that maybe she was still in her supersuit or that her dress wasn't zipped up properly. She had promised Cat-Miss Grant that she would be at the black-tie fundraiser and that she wouldn't be late. Well, she accomplished one out of the two. When she got there Cat-Miss Grant looked as if she was about to scold her but instead she had noted that she cleaned up nice and should dress more like an adult at work.

Separating Kara from Supergirl had become increasingly difficult for her. Supergirl was able to call her Cat, Kara wasn't. Over the past couple of months, they had grown closer but she was still Kiera to the other woman and Kara couldn't seem to stop calling her Cat. It was only in her head but she knew that one day she'd slip up and end up scrambling for an explanation.

"Why are they staring? Do I have something in my teeth? You would tell me if I'm having a wardrobe malfunction, right?" Kara tried to examine herself.

Kara could've sworn that she heard her laughing as she placed a hand on her arm. "Relax Keira, you're fine."

She squinting her eyebrows as Cat handed he a glass of champagne. "Then why are they staring?"

"You really have no idea, do you?" Cat sighed and took a sip of her drink. "You look hot."

Kara's eyes widened and Cat corrected herself. "Uh, they think you look hot."

"Really?" She asked, shocked. "I think you've made a mistake."

"Don't play coy." She raised her eyebrows. "You really don't see it."

Kara shrugged, "I mean I don't think that I'm ugly or anything. I'm just… plain, normal."

She felt herself blush when she heard Cat whisper. "No, you're beautiful."

"You know Cat, I think they're mostly staring at you though." She immediately shut her mouth and cursed herself for the slip up.

"Cat?" She questioned with a raise of her eyebrows.

"M-miss Grant I'm sorry. I-," Cat stopped her.

"I didn't say you couldn't call me Cat, I just..." She paused. "I'm surprised that's all."

Kara smiled slightly, a confidence building inside her. "Does that mean you'll start calling me Kara because I know that you're aware Kiera is not my actual name?"

She could've sworn she saw a mischievous gleam in the other woman's eyes. "We'll see."