Okay so this is just taking the mistletoe prompt. I’m gonna write sth separate for the sweaters one. Idea stolen from Love Actually bc honestly, how could I not?

Kara is sitting on her couch, covered in three layers offuzzy blankets, watching Friends at almost midnight. It’s the 27thof December. Christmas has come and gone and things are just beginning tosettle down again. Her hands cover a cup of tea, there are several boxes of Christmaschocolate strewn across her coffee table and she is just beginning to doze offwhen there is a faint knock on her door.

She frowns at the sound and scans the door quickly, allowsher vision to reach beyond the solid texture of the wood. She finds Lena Luthorstanding in front of it, hand still raised as if contemplating whether to knockagain or leave. And so Kara shouts out a quick, “I’m coming,” and pulls away theblankets to open the door.

She pulls it open forcefully, swings it open to reveal Lenastanding there, hands clutched in front of her.

“Lena?”

Lena gives her a somewhat awkward wave and bites into her lowerlip in a way that is so altogether distracting that Kara has to shake her headfor a second to stop staring at her.

“Do you want to come in?” She asks, already stepping to theside. It’s not as surprising to find Lena in front of her door anymore. Becausethey’re friends now. And they hang out. Often. Most of the time Lena stays over,too. (She also has two sets of pajamas in Kara’s closet and several pieces ofwork clothes. She stays over a lot. That’s what friends do, right?)

But Lena shakes her head in reply and reaches for somethingshe had leant against the wall. It’s a stack of A3 paper and she holds it up infront of her, hands shaking ever so slightly. Kara probably wouldn’t have evennoticed if she wasn’t so attuned to her friend by now. She also now notices thefaint shimmer of nervousness in Lena’s eyes, something else too, somethingsofter.

“Merry Christmas, Kara!” The first paper reads in Lena’s cursive,neat handwriting. She drew a little Christmas tree at the side and it’s solovely, Kara feels a smile breaking up her face.

“Thank you,” she replies softly. “What is this?”

But Lena still doesn’t reply. Instead, she just pulls awaythe first paper and leans it against the wall again to reveal the next pieceunderneath.

“I need to say something and it’s a bit scary and a bitexciting, too.” Lena accompanies the piece of writing with a little smile and alittle flush and Kara has to bite back the urge to reach out for her.

“Okay,” she says instead, keeping her voice low, as iftrying to match the quiet of the written words, as if this moment might breakwith any noise.

“I couldn’t say it in the past and I’ve tried,” reads thenext one.

“Believe me, I’ve tried.” The next one.

“So, I wrote these to help me be brave. Because it’s Christmasand there’s no better time for being brave.” Lena smiles a little with this andwatches Kara carefully as if considering whether she should make a run for itor whether she actually wants to go through with this. So Kara offers her asmile and a nod. A silent way of saying, pleasego on. I’m here. I’m always here.

Lena takes a deep breath before removing the piece of paperand revealing the next one.

“I like you.”

Kara stares at her, incomprehension settling over her features.Because she knows that Lena likes her. She tells her that every time they seeeach other. They’ve talked about how they are each other’s favorite person onthe entire planet. (“You’re my favorite person in the entire galaxy,” Kara hadsaid and Lena had beamed with it. Kara had smiled back at her and then theywere there, sitting on Kara’s couch just smiling at each other for severalminutes, knees bumping into each other, joy seeping out from both of them.)

But Lena flips the paper again and the next one reads, “AndI love you.” And that’s about enough to knock all the air out of her chest.

Before Kara can say anything though, Lena practically throwsthis piece of paper to the ground to show her the next one, fingers shaking alittle more violently now.

“As in, I have fallen in love with you and I don’t know whatto do about it.”

Kara can feel her moth opening into a soft o-shape, renderedspeechless by Lena’s words. By Lena, who is staring at the ground withshivering hands and half a hopeful heart.

“And I know that you probably don’t feel the same way.”

“But I thought if you did, it would be a miracle. And whatbetter time for miracles than Christmas, right?

She shrugs a little with that and takes another settlingbreath before looking up at Kara, who is still too stunned to speak, to doanything really but gape at Lena standing there, open and vulnerable. (And shethinks that she has never looked more beautiful than she does now.)

“So I brought something,” Lena flips to the next page, eyesset on Kara now. They’re still filled with gentle fear but also something thatKara now identifies as hope. They’re alight with it.

“And I hope that maybe you’ll want me, too?” reads the nextpiece of paper.

Kara is still just staring and she’s aware of the fact thatshe should probably say something. Something like I’ve been in love with you since the first time I saw you.Something like every time you look at meI feel like my knees are going to give out, which is frankly quite pathetic fora supposed girl of steel. Something like I love you I love you I love you.

But before she can say anything, Lena flips to her last pieceof paper which is just one giant arrow pointing upwards. Kara’s eyes travel upto her door frame, where there is a mistletoe, tied with red ribbon, swingingover their heads.

She doesn’t have to think about it for a second. She stepsforward, reaches for the last piece of paper and takes it away from her, leansit against the wall with care. She wants to do this right, wants to do this softly.Because it’s Christmas and they both deserve softer things now.

She reaches out for Lena’s face, places her palms on hercheeks and looks at her for a long moment, hoping that her eyes will convey allthat she is trying to say. I love you Ilove you I love you. And Lena smiles like she understands.

And then she kisses her. It’s soft and it’s gentle and Lena’slips begin to move against her own slowly, taking the time to explore this. Kara’shands fall into Lena’s hair, where it is cascading down her back, pulls hercloser. Lena’s hands come around her waist and Kara can feel the way she issmiling against her lips. There is something so intimate about this moment,about this quiet smile translated through touch, and Kara finds herself smilingas well and bumps her nose into Lena’s ever so slightly. She feels the way Lenalaughs a little in response, feels the ghost of her breath brushing against herlips. And she smiles and smiles and smiles.

When they finally part, only just barely, arms still aroundeach other, lips still close enough for touching, Lena whispers, “MerryChristmas, Kara.”

every time i estimate how long it will be i am WRONG. i can’t get word count right so i can’t really trust myself to get chapter amount right. i thought medusa and invasion storylines would only take one chapter each and i was just dead fucking wrong. 

41) last person you texted? The last person that texted me was @uswnt-has-my-heart because she was sending me answers to my homework (I need help lmao) but the last person I texted was my dad (🤮)

48) If you were a fruit, what kind would you be? This is the greatest thing I’ve ever been asked, just letting you know. But probably a banana because I bruise easily and am not very straight.

“Why are we watching this again?” Lena asks from where sheis comfortably propped up in Kara’s lap.

“Alex insists that DieHard is a Christmas movie and no one has managed to fight her yet.”

“Hmm,” Lena hums, feeling Kara’s hands combing through herhair untangling all the furls and knots. She had started out this evening withher work bun still in place but it hadn’t lasted long. She likes it better thisway though, likes the way it feels to have Kara’s hands softly in her hair,loves the way she feels lying on this couch in fuzzy socks and pajamas, lovesthe way she is allowed to be soft here.

“Yeah, nothing gets you in the Christmas spirit like a goodcar race.”

“Excuse me; I’ll have you know that this is a classic. Don’tbe such a snob,” Alex pipes up from where she and Maggie are settled on thefloor leaning against each other. The boys have taken the arm chairs and J’onnpretends to be working in the kitchen but Lena knows that he is actuallywatching the TV thinking about all the stunts he could have done better.

“Yeah, also since little Luthor here made us watch It’s a Wonderful Life it’s about time weget some action and a little less drama,” Maggie mumbles. She is half-asleepand only barely paying attention to the movie. She startles up whenever Alexpokes her in the stomach and chides her for not paying attention but then bothof them just smile at each other for a while and lie back down.

“It’s a classic though,” Lena exclaims.

“It is really sad, babe,” Kara says and Lena can feel theway her stomach is vibrating with barely contained laughter.

“He touched so many lives though, all those people…. and allthat time he didn’t know,” she says, feeling the way her throat closes up withit again, feels the small quiver in her lips and feels the way Kara’s handsstill at that. She is about to turn so she can look at her girlfriend but thenshe feels one of Kara’s hands slip into hers, give it a soft squeeze.

“You touched mine,” she whispers, leaning down to press asoft kiss to the crown of Lena’s head. That’s about all it takes for the tearsto leak out of her eyes and for the most brilliant smile to touch her lips.

“Yeah, you touched mine as well. Who else would put up withthe Danvers sisters with me,” Maggie quips from the floor. She keeps her voicelight but she means it. It’s in her eyes and that little soft smile she directsat Lena.

“Yeah mine as well,” Winn says. “Science buddies right?”

“Right,” Lena laughs through tears and then adds, “You guys,I’m not wearing water-proof mascara.”

“You should probably start doing that. You cry all the time,”Alex replies from the floor. “What?” She exclaims at the pillow Kara has thrownat her head that hit her square in the face. “She does.”

“I kind of do,” Lena laughs.

“Doesn’t mean I’m not very grateful to have you in my life,”Alex says then- “You’ve helped me and the DEO out a lot. And I mean a lot. And you make my sister very happyand I don’t think I’ve ever seen that kind of happy on her. And I know you’lllook out for her and I don’t have to worry about her when she’s with you so…”Her head shoots around to the couch to glare at both Lena and Kara whilequickly wiping away at her eyes. “See what you’re doing to me? Unbelievable.Can we just please watch these guy shoot some stuff?”

“Sure, Alex,” Kara replies sweetly. “We all know you’re a bigsofty.”

Alex grumbles for a bit longer until her attention is drawnaway by the film again. They all settle back for a while and it’s only whenLena is absolutely sure that no one is paying attention that she raises Kara’shand, the one still entwined with her own, up to her lips and presses a small kissto the back of it. Her eyes meet Kara’s who is smiling down at her with thatsmile that is all softness and feels herself smiling back at her.

Aww thank you friend! That means a lot!!! 🥰 I think you are a really nice person too, with great knowledge and views which I always enjoy reading and great thirst tastes too 😉