SuperCorptober Day 18: Lena
Summary: After a bourbon laced kiss, Lena has to confront her best friend about why she kissed back.
A/N: I saw a four picture edit about Lena confronting Kara about a kiss they shared by Superxcorp a while back and had to write a fic around it.
But You Kissed Back
"Did you know he was dating Kara Danvers?" My words and Supergirl's expression kept playing over and over in my mind. I wanted to say more. I wanted to yell at the Super for hurting my best friend. For making me hurt the woman I love. But I couldn't with Mother standing there. I tossed back another shot of bourbon remembering her smug expression.
Hearing a soft knock on my door, I groaned. "I'm not seeing anyone right now. Please leave." Another knock. "I said, leave." Slamming the glass down, I heard my phone vibrate. Opening the message, I saw a selfie of Kara outside my door.
Even too busy for your favorite person in all of National City? -K
Warmth filled my chest seeing the blonde's face. Getting to my feet, I felt the world shift slightly under my feet. Maybe I need to slow down on the bourbon. Opening the door, I tried to smile. "I'm never too busy for you. Come in." Standing to the side, I allowed Kara to enter.
"I wanted to thank you for saving us," she paused. "Again. You always find a way to save the city."
Looking away, I closed the door. "I couldn't save your boyfriend." He has a name. Give a little respect. He tried to help in the end. "I'm sorry I had to send Mon-El away. I know you," I paused, "cared for him."
"I did, do, care for him but-," Kara's voice cracked as she wrapped her arms around me. Nuzzling her face into my neck, she sniffled. "I'm so glad you weren't hurt on that ship."
Reciprocating the embrace, I held the reporter against me. I shouldn't hold her like this. Not with my inhibitions weakened from the drinks. She may love me but it's not a romantic love. "Kara, we-," Her grip tightened when I tried to step back. Relaxing, I continued to hold her.
"I'm not mad at you for sending him away," Kara whispered. I shivered, feeling warm breath on my neck. I need to put distance between us. "Supergirl said you were upset."
"I was only upset because I knew sending him away would hurt you." Petting blonde locks, I continued. "That's something I never want to do."
"I know." Leaning back, Kara smiled. "You're the best."
No, I'm really not. Everything happened so quickly. The next thing I knew, I had tangled my hand in Kara's hair and pressed my lips against hers. After the initial shock, Kara kissed back with equal passion. I shouldn't be doing this. She's upset and vulnerable. I'm taking advantage of her. Breaking the kiss, I put distance between us. "Kara, I'm sorry. I…I should go." Dashing out of the office, I heard Kara call my name but I didn't stop.
Once I was in the private parking deck, I stopped and called my driver. Thankfully Kara can't find me here. She doesn't have clearance. My stomach lurched when I saw her face on my phone screen. "I'm sorry," I murmured. Relief washed over me when my car arrived.
Getting home, I turned off my phone, washed my face, and went to bed. I'll deal with everything tomorrow. I need to sleep this off first. Laying in bed, I thought about Kara and our kiss. Hopefully I didn't ruin my friendship. But what I wouldn't do to kiss her again.
Xxx
The next morning, my head was pounding. Groaning, I rolled over and covered my head with the blanket. The hangover tells me yesterday actually happened. So I kissed Kara and she kissed me. Laying on my back, I stared at the ceiling. I need to talk to her about the kiss but I don't know what will come of it.
Once I showered and made coffee, I heard a knock on my balcony door. Oh, God. Not her. Not now. Opening the curtain, I saw the edge of a red boot ascending into the air. Well, at least I don't have to talk to her. Looking down, I saw a paper bag with my name on it.
Bringing it into the kitchen, I unloaded a few bottles of water, some ibuprofen, a sausage and egg biscuit, a ham and cheese biscuit, a regular sausage biscuit, and a thermos of hot coffee. Taped to a biscuit was a folded piece of paper. Unfolding it, my stomach lurched.
Lena,
Clearly you don't want to talk to me right now. I didn't want to blow up your phone more than I already have. I'm sorry for kissing you last night. I have some explaining to do. Jess said you were working from home today so I asked Supergirl to drop this off for me. I'm sure you have a bit of a hangover. I wanted to make sure you had supplies. When you're ready to talk, I'll be here. I don't want to lose you. -Kara
I smiled seeing that Kara still signed the note with a heart before her name. You beautiful woman. All I ever want is to talk to you. Even now, you send me all of this just to make sure I'm okay. Unwrapping a biscuit, I powered on my phone. Seeing a dozen missed calls and texts from Kara, I chuckled. She wasn't kidding. Holding the biscuit in my teeth, I sent the reporter a message.
Thank you for the care package. I do have a hangover. I want to talk…need to talk but it needs to be done with a clear mind. I panicked last night. Can we talk today? -L
As I finished the second biscuit, my phone vibrated. Taking a long sip of coffee, I read Kara's message.
Today works. Where is good for you? I'd prefer it if it was a private place. Like I said, I have some explaining to do. -K
Your place after work? -L
See you at seven! -K
See you then. -L I could feel how nervous the blonde was so I added my own normal heart emoji to the final text. All Kara sent back was her own heart. The fact that she sent one back is a good sign.
Wanting to cushion whatever was going to be said, I brought Kara's favorite pizza. Knocking lightly, I waited. Please let this go well. I don't want to lose Kara. God, this pizza smells amazing. My heart clenched as the door opened. I know that look. She didn't sleep well last night.
"Hey." A soft smile ghosted the woman's face when she saw the pizza box. "You brought food."
"I know how hungry you get. I wanted to bring reinforcements," I tried to joke.
"You're all the reinforcements that you need." Standing to the side, Kara allowed me entrance.
She says things like that and it kills me. "Eat first or talk first?"
"Both? I'm nervous and need to do something with my hands," she shrugged.
"Both it is." As I brought down plates, I could feel Kara's eyes burning into me. I need to break this tension. It's killing me. "Can we talk about the kiss and get it over with?" I turned and leaned against the counter. "It's eating at me and I can't take it anymore."
"We can but you're the one that kissed me first." Kara tried to keep the snippiness from her voice.
I folded my arms out of habit to protect myself. "But you kissed me back."
Noticing my attempt, Kara placed a hand on my arm. "You don't need to protect yourself." She knows me too well. "I want to do it again but there's something I need to tell you first."
My brow rose. Did I hear her correctly? "Something besides the fact that you want to kiss me again?"
"Yes," Kara blushed. Looking away, she fidgeted with her glasses. "I'm glad I got the chance to kiss you before this came up. Granted, I should have told you before this."
She's trembling. "Kara, if me kissing you the same day I sent your boyfriend off the planet doesn't ruin our relationship, I'm almost certain whatever you have to say won't either."
"One can only hope." Sighing, Kara took off her glasses and ripped open her shirt to reveal the large S on her chest. "I'm Supergirl." Swallowing hard, I tried to wrap my mind around the idea that my best friend, the woman I'm in love with, is Supergirl and wants to kiss me again. "Lena?" Blue eyes glistened with unshed tears.
"I'm not mad. Just a bit confused. A lot to process." Every encounter I had with Kara in uniform flooded my mind. Maybe there were signs of attraction there that never fully registered because I only had eyes for Kara.
"Thank, Rao," she breathed.
She really likes my cleavage. Before I could bring the subject up, I heard a loud rumble come from the blonde's stomach. The dark shade of Kara's cheeks made me smile. "Let's eat. Now that I know you burn thousands of calories a day, we really need to keep you fed."
"So…are we okay?" Kara asked sheepishly.
Placing my hands on the Super's shoulders, I met her gaze. "I'm fine with you being Supergirl. A lot of things make sense now," I paused. "It raises a few more questions."
"Uh oh," Kara laughed nervously. "I'm in trouble now." Handing me my plate, she smiled. "I promise to tell you all about the Kryptonian technology and how it was better than on Daxam."
"Oh, you better." I paused, my eyes narrowing at the Kryptonian. "You lied to me, Kara Danvers." The blood drained from her face. "You said you knew nothing about quantum entanglement. How dare you," I grinned.
"Now that you know the truth, we can brainstorm sometime. If you want to," Kara added quickly.
"Lunches and dinners just got more interesting," I winked. I shouldn't flirt with her until I know how she feels.
"Yeah," Kara blushed. "Sorry for nuking your alien detection device," she grinned.
"I knew the motherboard seemed different when I opened it." Thankfully I fixed it in time. "I got it working again but I won't distribute it."
"Thank you." Kara was quiet as she nibbled on a slice of pizza. "I was with Mon-El because I was scared of rejection."
Here we go. "Rejection from me?" She nodded. "I understand that. The reason I've not said anything to you is because I didn't want to ruin our friendship." Biting into a slice of now cold pizza, I leaned against the table. "We're definitely a pair."
"We are," she laughed. The tension began to subside. Becoming serious, Kara picked at her second slice. "I did care for him in the end but I want to be with you."
Taking her plate, I gained the reporter's attention. "I will wait for you to mourn him. He was a friend and, I'm sure, a lover at one point." Kara's face scrunched at the thought. "I'm sorry you didn't enjoy it?" That makes me feel a little better. I smirked at myself. I'm terrible.
"It was okay…" Her voice trailed. "But, thank you." Wrapping her arms around me, Kara nuzzled my neck once more. "Feel free to kiss me again," she grinned.
"That's a permission you may not have wanted to give so quickly," I teased. Cupping a soft cheek, I smiled. "Because I may not want to stop."
"Then don't," Kara breathed. Closing the distance between us, she kissed me once more. The pizza was long forgotten by both of us.