@lancclct asked: you don't need to be anything right now.
it might have been comforting, in any other light, to exist in a pocket of timelessness on the waverider; to lay still, too - briefly satiated and walled - off from the rest of the ship's unruly crew, the easy, increasingly familiar fit of sara's body beside her own unencumbered by clothing or bedding and enduringly staunch and steadying against her.
it might have been, any other day: if kara wasn't still out there somewhere โ lost in some boundless void. gone, like a glimmer of light expunged by shadow, consigned to an oblivion alex couldn't begin to fathom.
" I can't just... hide out here, " came her initial breath of protest; a soft demurral of her own vulnerability, still thick with exhaustion.
there was no stopping the crush of guilt that'd started to needle through the utter satiation that'd held her in its grasp. nothing that could pry her from it, even as she felt sara's thumb glide along the slope of her hipbone โ unjudging, unhurried.
" I mean, everything that I have tried has failed spectacularly, and I just showed up, expecting you to... " make the pain go away, she transiently considered. make it stop, just for a little while.
