chapter three of the Supercorp meme saga

“Hey.” Lena sighed in a warm greeting, making Kara believe for a fraction of a second that she could feel Lena’s breath on her cheek through the phone’s tiny speaker.

“Hey.” Kara echoed back, cheeks blushing at how eager her own voice sounded in response.

“Good night?” Lena drawled knowingly.

“Great night.” Kara corrected.

“Oh?” Lena perked up, “Up to anything interesting?”

Kara could barely contain the joyous grin that took over her face as she settled more comfortably against her bed's pillows.

“Just a date.” Kara replied, playing coy and indifferent (rather poorly).

“Just?” Lena repeated. “Implies it wasn’t that great if it was prefaced with a just.”

“Well, it was only a first date, still feeling things out, you know?”

“Hmm… that can take time. Definitely don’t want to rush your judgement.” Lena hummed in agreement. “So… are you going to share any details? I’m hoping you didn’t phone your best friend after midnight to tell me about just any old date.”

“I never said any old date.” Kara defended.

“But you did say just…” Lena teased, sotto voce.

“I.. I- I-…” Kara spluttered in defeat, earning her an affectionate chuckle, bolstering her spirit and soothing decades-old hurts. “It was just a date in the same way that you're just my best friend. It was just a date in the same way people say just another love story, just another war, just another a day. It was a ‘just’ used when the task of trying to appropriately define it is so insurmountable that cowards like me sprint in the other direction rather than even make an attempt.”

The silence that followed was made all the more agonising since Lena’s heartbeat was so far away, across the city, not suitably amplified by the phone’s speaker.

“Sounds like one hell of a date.” Lena finally exhaled, voice noticeably cracking with emotion.

“More like heaven than hell.” Kara breathed, her bared soul settling calmly back into its shell after being exposed.

“I should hope so, it was a long time in the making.” Lena acknowledged.

“I would have waited longer. I would have waited forever.” Kara promised.

“I know.” Lena whispered.

“She took me to the art gallery to see the exhibit on Impressionism.” Kara revealed, easing them back into their game.

“The one you’ve been talking about for weeks?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Clearly a very lucky guess on her part.” Lena remarked drolly.

“Clearly.” Kara laughed.

“Let me guess,” Lena said, slow and thoughtful, “considering she defaulted to an intellectual date at an art gallery… for dinner, she took you to an upmarket restaurant where all the waiters are required to have sticks up their asses?”

“Leeeennnnaaa…” Kara whined, burying her face against her cool pillow in exasperation.

“Am I wrong?” Lena inquired curiously.

“Very!” Kara huffed.

“Oh?”

“She took me to a food festival, we had sushi, tacos, burritos, overloaded hot dogs, calzone, then crepes, profiteroles, fancy donuts and…” Kara let out a deep, appreciative moan. “It was so good, Lena.”

There was an audible gulp on the other end of the line. “Yeah… sounds it.”

“And then after…” Kara continued softly, “after we walked around the city, hand in hand, talking the night away, she walked me to my door and…”

“And?” Lena prompted.

Kara’s eyes slipped closed, reliving the moment where pale fingers brushed her cheek and green eyes disappeared behind closed lids prior to the softest press of lips against her own.

“A Kryptonian doesn’t kiss and tell.” Kara hummed.

“Tease.” Lena clucked her tongue.

“I’m the tease?! Need I remind you of a certain skirt and turtleneck sweater?”

There was a long pause, “I concede your point.”

“Hey, Lena?” Kara said after Lena let out a yawn.

“Kara?” Lena replied, voice starting to slur with sleepiness

“I don’t think I can sleep.”

“Why not?” Lena asked immediately, alertness coming back - triggered with concern about nightmares that had gone silent in the last couple of months.

“Because I can‘t stop thinking about you.” Kara answered breathlessly. “I’m scared that if I close my eyes and fall asleep, I’ll wake up and find out tonight was all a dream. A perfect dream.”

“Kara,” Lena began, tone firm and determined as she ordered (knowing it would be followed instantly), “fly to me. Fly to me and sleep safely in my arms.”

If you want to read a small fun one shot about teenage Kara being absolutely rubbish at being human, miscommunication, silent flirting and dead animals, I have just the thing for you. I recently wrote a fun little one shot for a friend’s birthday that you can find here : https://archiveofourown.org/works/29936385

Here’s the summary :

Teenage alien Kara is not great at being human, and she's even worse at it around Lena. Lena is so so pretty and Kara really wants to get to know her but every time she's around her, she forgets everything she knows about her new language and planet. Increasingly frustrated, she decides to take matters into her own hands (or whatever humans say). Taking courting advice from her cat can't be that bad of an idea, right ?

And here’s a terrible screenshot of Streaky :

The Kryptonite beam knocked the air out of Kara’s lungs and radiated through her veins. Sharp pains traveled up and down the length of her body and her skin felt as if it were on fire.

 Kara heaved and looked up to see the face of the woman she had spent countless days fighting for. Lena’s eyes were cold and dead, devoid of anything but sorrow. It was as if she had cloaked herself in misery for the entire world to see, and realization dawned on the hero in that moment of what was needed to be done.

 Lena kneeled down and watched silently as the Kryptonian before her struggled to lift her head. “You don’t know the first thing about pain…” She smiled mockingly, then continued. “But I do and I can show you, make you feel what I feel.”

 “I won’t fight you Lena.” Kara managed to say through her torment and met the dictator’s piercing green eyes.

 Lena stood slowly, the corner of her lip quirked in an amused curve. “Then you’ll die screaming.” She said and released another devastating beam at Kara’s body.

 The force of the wave obliterated Kara’s thoughts, her senses, and even her sight. But through it all, her heart kept beating, reminding her why she was in this Rao forsaken place to begin with and she fought to get the words she had desperately wanted to tell Lena out before she faded to the darkness enveloping her.

 “Lena!” Kara shouted through the searing, blinding agony of the Kryptonite and hoped that Lena would hear her. “I love you!”

 The dictator narrowed her eyes and halted the beam.

 “What?”

 Kara’s body was shaking and her mind felt scrambled, she managed to meet Lena’s puzzled gaze and repeat herself. “I said, I love you.” She stated and collapsed to the ground.

 Lena pulled the lead jacket back over her chest and kneeled back down to Kara.

 Love?

 Kara felt her power beginning to slowly return to her. Her body was already healing without the Kryptonite exposure, and she glanced up at Lena, seeing confusion in her emerald eyes.

 “H-how could you…” Lena trailed off, unable to even say the words.

 “This may seem a bit bizarre to you, but I know that you’ll be able to make sense of it.” Kara said in a low, strained voice. “I’m from another timeline, and in that world, you and I, we are best friends.”

 Lena’s eyes widened but she remained silent.

 Kara continued, “Sometime during our friendship Lena, I realized that I loved you, and not just platonically but romantically. I couldn’t live without you…I still can’t.”

 Lena took a deep breath, closed her eyes and tried to imagine another world where a beautiful blonde woman, the most powerful on earth, loved her.

 It sounded like something she dreamt about years before her family tried to kill her.

 She opened her eyes to find Kara attempting to stand and she helped the hero on her feet.

 “Then tell me, why are you here?” Lena asked once Kara was strong enough to stand on her own.

 Kara thought of a million responses to that question and settled on the one that reflected her true intentions. “To save us.”

 Lena knew, in what was left of her heart, that this woman was telling the truth. Their eyes connected and she felt captivated by the love she saw in Kara’s azure gaze. It warmed her in a way nothing had in years and she suddenly became aware of a tear trailing down her pale cheek.

 Kara took a step forward, wanting nothing more than to pull Lena into her arms and absorb the pain that this world had inflicted on her, but as she took her next step, she felt Mxyzptlk’s presence and then, she disappeared.

 Lena stared at the spot that Supergirl had been and committed the look in the Kryptonian’s eyes to memory.