Sigh, the look on Kara’s face. Looks like that moment she realizes that she can’t take it any longer. Even that tiny distance is killing Kara. Can’t you just see Lena talking and lowering her arm back down to rest on the table?

Only this time, Kara acts. She catches Lena’s hand ‬and pulls her closer. Slowly, giving Lena time to pull away, if she wants to.

Instead, Lena is drawn to her like gravity. Her words stall into silence. Like they got sucked into the vacuum of space.

Right now, Kara is guiding Lena’s hand around the her waste. The other tucks a loose strand behind her ear.

Fools would have rushed in, but Kara waits. They’re so close they could bump noses. The blond tilts her head. Her mouth quirked in a soft smile.

Lena knows better than to look into Kara’s eyes, but it’s too late. They are blue as the ocean and Lena is already drowning.

Enough is enough. No more hiding. No more masks. Lena closes the distance. She leans up and kisses her. Kara’s fingers slide deeper into her hair.