A Simple Misunderstanding
This is for @supergirlsecretsanta ‘s fic exchange. My giftee is @melimegreenleaf who asked for SuperCorp (Kara tries to tell Lena she’s Supergirl) and Sanvers (a day where nothing bad happens).
I hope you have a wonderful holiday season and enjoy the fic!
Also, thank you to my wonderful betas @sterling-jay and @the-queen-of-the-light .
You can read the whole fic on AO3.
She knows Kara has something she wants to say. It’s pretty obvious in her body language, the way she looks up, all determined, but then looks away, fidgeting constantly. It’s actually nice, knowing someone well enough to know their tells.
So she’s in a good mood, and not just from the amazing black bean fajitas Kara brought, when she says, “Kara, I can tell you want to say something. What is it?”
Kara looks up, shock passing over her face, but it fades quickly. Lena has to wonder though, how many people can read Kara just as easily? Is she special in any way? But Kara twists her pen in her hand and opens her mouth-
“Yeah, just, it’s uh…” She sighs and tips her head back and, for just an instant, Lena’s terrified that she’s going to cry. “It’s just a thing, about me, it’s kinda- kinda big, but, I don’t know-”
She sighs again and Lena shifts in her chair. She wants to show that she’s listening, that she’s here for Kara. She should have gone to sit next to her on the couch instead of remaining behind her desk. Would Kara like her to move closer? For support? Or is this better told at a distance?
And what could it be? Something that causes such anxiety in the usually chipper reporter must be immense.
You can read the whole fic on AO3.