〚 Notes - Finally got around to writing this, enjoy! :D 〛
〚 Pairing - Kara Danvers x Lena Luthor 〛
〚 Summary - Kara's going to look after Lena one way or another. 〛
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The rest of the way went by in a blur with Supergirl performing her duties as normal. She saved everyone as usual but there was something nagging at the back of her mind. Lena.
Every moment she could, she'd tune her ears to listen to the sound of her breathing. She'd known when Lena had fallen asleep some point in the afternoon as she could hear the small, congested snores rising from her chest.
By the time Alex had finally given her the all-clear to go home, Kara bolted out the door at lightning speeds, only making a detour to the local convenience store to pick up some supplies. Alex had texted her a list of things to pick up, although she still found herself adding extra bits into her basket. If anything, Lena could simply keep them for another time.
She made her way to Lena's place the normal way, the human way – by the elevator. The guy at the front desk had seen her so many times, he didn't bother asking who she was. He simply buzzed her in with a nod. Kara tapped her foot rhythmically, as she knocked on the door.
Inside, she could hear Lena slowly shuffle awake. It took a minute, but she could see the outline of the CEO approaching the door through the frosted glass. She stopped just before reaching the handle. Kara wondered if she'd forgotten her key, but a sympathetic smile grew on her lips when the Luthor bent forwards at the waist with an usually loud sneeze before clicking the door open.
"Bless you!" Kara beamed as the door opened, her eyes falling on the messy, raven hair sitting on Lena's shoulders. She must've managed to sleep a while.
Lena's eyes widened in surprise as she opened the door fully, not entirely sure she was awake now, "I didn't expect visitors."
"I look a mess," Lena continued, small creases forming at the corners of her tired eyes as she gave a soft, sleepy smile at the girl in the doorway,"What are you doing here?" She sniffled damply and rubbed at the tip of her nose with a crinkled tissue.
"I heard you were sick," Kara replied, stepping past Lena and into her kitchen to place the white carrier bag she'd been holding onto the work surface. She reached in and pulled out several different types of medicine along with a pint of cherry ice-cream.
The CEO hummed quietly, watching Kara unpack the bag. She really did appreciate the effort, as much as she hated to admit it, the paracetamol she'd taken earlier hadn't begun to touch the stubborn headache she'd had all day. Still, something else bothered her-
"How did you know I was sick?"
Kara was lucky that her back was to Lena at the time, as her panic-wide eyes would've given her away instantly. She stayed quiet, putting the ice-cream away before turning round with an excuse, "I- I just- You didn't text me back all day?" She finally landed on, steadying her voice to a more nonchalant tone, "Last time that happened, you were throwing up at your office. So, I went by and Jess said you hadn't come in today. Figured you'd be here instead."
She bit her lip, hoping it was believable. Luckily for her, Lena seemed too out of it to question it. The Luthor nodded and sat down on the stool tucked into the counter, pulling her shoulders a little closer together when a shiver ran down her back. Kara noticed, of course she did and quickly retrieved the blanket from the sofa, bringing it back to hang over her shoulders.
"Did you take anything yet?" She asked gently, and when the CEO shook her head, Kara began pouring out a dose of the medicine she'd brought, taking too much care to get the exact amount into the little cup, "Here, I'll get you some water too – this stuff apparently tastes awful."
Lena nodded, taking it back with ease, "Apparently?"
Kara's mouth dropped open and she fought the urge to slap herself. Twice in one day. She really wasn't on her game right now. She turned back to Lena with a fresh glass of water, "I don't really get sick often." She said quickly, watching the Luthor's face for any chance of disbelief.
"Lucky you." Lena mumbled, not unkindly as she took a sip of the drink.
Kara let out a quiet breath, her shoulders loosening just slightly at Lena’s easy acceptance. “Yeah,” She agreed, “Lucky me.”
Lena made a faint sound of agreement, though it dissolved quickly into a small cough. She turned her head slightly, bringing the tissue up again, her nose scrunching as she tried to stifle it. The movement seemed to take more out of her than it should have. When she settled back against the counter, her eyes fluttered closed for a moment.
The Kyrptonian instinctively reached for her back, “You okay?” she asked, already stepping closer.
“I’m fine,” Lena replied automatically, though her voice had taken on a noticeable rasp. She exhaled slowly through her nose, then winced almost imperceptibly. “Just a headache.” She added, when Kara's brows furrowed.
The blonde lifted her hand, moving slowly enough to give Lena time to pull away if she wanted to. But Lena didn’t. Her fingers brushed lightly against Lena’s forehead. Warm.
Nothing dangerous but definitely warmer than usual. Kara’s expression softened, concern flickering openly now. “You’ve got a bit of a temperature, sweet girl,” She said quietly. Her hand came to support Lena's back as she ushered her off the stool and back towards the sofa.
Lena closed her eyes for a moment, leaning ever so slightly into the touch before catching herself. “I assumed as much.” She said, pulling a pillow against her abdomen as she sat back down.
Kara’s hand lingered for half a second longer than necessary before she pulled it back, clearing her throat softly. “Right. Okay. That’s fine. We can handle that.”
“We?” Lena echoed, one brow lifting despite her exhaustion.
Kara didn’t even hesitate. “Yes, we.” That earned her a faint, tired smile.
“You don’t have to stay, Kara,” Lena said after a moment, her voice gentler now. “I’ll be alright. I know you said you don't get sick often, but I'd feel horrible if you caught this."
Kara looked at her for a moment, taking in the tired eyes, the blanket wrapped around her shoulders, the way she was clearly trying to convince herself more than anyone else.
“I know you will,” Kara said gently. “But that doesn’t mean you have to do it alone.”
Lena didn’t answer straight away. She looked down, fingers tightening slightly around the glass of water in her hands. Being looked after had never come easily to her. She was used to being the person who handled things, the person who showed up when someone else needed help. Not the other way around.
“You really are impossible,” She finally murmured, though there was no bite behind it.
Kara smiled. “I’ve heard that before.” A quiet laugh escaped her before she reached over and adjusted the blanket around Lena’s shoulders. The gesture was small, almost absent-minded, but Lena noticed. The Luthor shuffled closer, letting her head rest on the blonde's shoulders, not quite managing to stifle the small yawn that followed.
"You should try and get some more rest." Kara murmured softly, raising her arm to pull Lena closer to her side, "That medicine should be kicking in soon, it'll help you sleep."
Lena shook her head, "M'comfy." She mumbled against Kara's shoulder.
"Sleep like this then," Kara said as though it was the simplest thing in the world, "I'm not going anywhere."
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