i hate it when you tell the truth (i wish that we could cross the line)
i did this for the lesbians 😌
“And then?” Lena asks, shifting a bit closer to Kara.
“Then I’d move forward and just…”
Kara does as she says—she places one sturdy hand on the spot where Lena’s thigh meets her hip; Lena can see the smattering of freckles on Kara’s cheeks, the splotchy-red from the alcohol and the cold beneath them—but she doesn’t complete her move just yet.
Her eyes lower to Kara’s lips. They’re pink, glossy and parted slightly again, and, really, right now, there’s nothing else Lena wants more than feeling them on her own again. So, she raises her hand and lightly presses her fingers to the soft flesh of Kara’s cheek.
“Are you sure about this?” she whispers.
Kara’s breath is heavy, shuddery when Lena trails her fingers down to the corner of her mouth. She licks her lips. “Are you?”
OR
Lena hates going to parties, but she ends up attending many as Sam's plus-one. However, she has a secret silver lining: Kara, with whom she often hides out from the noise. After they give into their mutual attraction, they keep seeing each other, and they figure it won't hurt if they keep their hangouts between them. After all, it's not like they're really together, right?
read chapter 1 here on ao3!

















