Bogey

The idea itself was strange, after all, you had never left the planet before. But you had to admit that it sounded exciting, and besides, trying alcohol from people living on other planets would have been an even bigger adventure.

When you said okay, Kara's eyes almost sparkled and she almost immediately started preparing for the trip. It was all so spontaneous, but you liked it that way, after all, it had its own charm.

It's worth noting that Krypto didn't want to be left out of this either, and although Kara agreed, she still forbade the dog from coming into the bar with you, which earned her a few whines, but in the end he was content to wait for you on the ship.

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The bar of the place was full of aliens you didn't know. Some were taller, some were shorter. Most of them spoke a language you couldn't understand, but you didn't want to, after all, that's not why you were here.

A flood of red and yellow colors covered the place, and on top of the ceiling was a disco ball, from which green rays came out from time to time, which brightened up the atmosphere of the place.

Considering that it was a bar on an alien planet, it could be called quite solid, and at first glance it didn't look that different from Earth.

However, the alcohols on the alien planet were definitely different from Earth's alcohols. Now you understand what Kara was talking about when she said that alcohol from other planets was strong enough to make even her dizzy. Compared to these, Earth's alcohol was nothing.

The biggest difference wasn’t in their taste, but rather in the fact that even an average glass of drink had a lot more alcohol in it than an Earthly one.

Kara held your hand tightly as she led you to the bar and ordered you both some kind of alcohol, which you had no idea what it was. Kara simply explained that it was one of the less strong drinks they had here.

Although it would be worth learning exactly what the term ‘less strong’ meant on an alien planet first.

You were still an Earthling, so it was natural that alcohol would affect you much faster than it would affect Kara, who, although it was easier for her to drink here, still couldn’t reach that state as quickly as you.

This was exactly the reason you told her after the third glass that you weren’t drinking anymore, since it still felt like much more than it should have.

You weren’t drunk, but you were definitely more alert and energetic. You were aware of what was going on around you, but you felt much more relaxed. You were slightly dizzy.

Kara, on the other hand, wasn’t in the same state as you, but you could definitely tell that she had been drinking.

Somehow, seeing you so relaxed, so energetic, and so free warmed her heart.

She had always admired how hard you worked, how dedicated you were to your work and everything else that was important to you. However, she also knew that sometimes you didn’t manage your time well for breaks. That’s why it made her extremely happy to see this relaxed side of you.

An unfamiliar song was playing over the speakers in the bar, but the beat was rhythmic and fast enough for your brain to quickly process that it was music worth dancing to.

“I really like this music.” You commented as you leaned closer to her so she could hear better, as the noise of the other creatures and the music itself slightly drowned out the communication options.

Kara hummed in response. “I like it too.”

You smiled at that. “Then how about we dance to it.” you suggested, which sounded more like a statement than an actual suggestion.

You didn’t even wait for her answer, you rushed to the middle of the place and let the rhythm of the music take control of your body. A few aliens around you glanced at you and watched you dance energetically for a few moments. Some of them hummed something appreciative, and some of them were affected by your energy and let themselves get lost in the music more.

Kara’s gaze followed you. Of course she wanted to dance with you, but suddenly she felt like she was freezing as she watched your movements.

You were so graceful, so beautiful the way you moved. The smile on your face was visible, showing how much you enjoyed it all. It was a sight that caused a faint blush to appear on her face for a moment and something stirred inside her. It was simply beautiful.

In a few moments, she stood up, then came next to you and, like you, let the music take control.

Your smile grew wider as you saw her, so you wrapped your arms around her shoulders as her hands found your waist.

Giggles escaped your lips, and soft laughter was heard as Kara whispered something silly to you.

As the music and dancing continued, your gaze found hers, and after a moment your lips found hers.

Kara hummed contentedly into the kiss as she pulled you closer.

Your lips parted from hers for a moment, but then you pressed them to the side of her cheek and planted a few kisses there.

Kara enjoyed this immensely. It seemed like the alcohol had made you even more affectionate, and she couldn’t be happier.

“You’re so beautiful.” you murmured as you planted a kiss on her chin, and she hummed contentedly.

“Yeah?” she murmured, and you hummed in response and planted another kiss on her chin.

Kara’s hands slid under your clothes, her lips hovering near your ear as she spoke.

“I think it’s time to go back to the ship, don’t you think? I’m sure it’s a lot more fun there.” she grinned, and you nodded enthusiastically, letting her grab your hand and pull you towards the exit.

As you stepped out of the bar, the slightly cool air hit you, but it wasn’t cool enough to cool down the heat inside you two.

Arriving at her ship, you two wasted no time.

After the door closed, Kara pressed you against the ship's wall and pressed a firm kiss to your lips.

You moaned softly into the kiss, your arms wrapping around her neck again and pulling her closer.

Kara's lips parted from yours for a moment, then in an instant they found your neck and left a flood of kisses there. Her hands slid under your clothes and smoothed along the lines of your waist.

You tilted your head back, giving her more space for your neck, which she took advantage of, as her kisses moved closer to your chin and she kissed you a little harder.

"Kara..." you breathed out as her hands slid up.

"Fuck, baby, I want you so bad." Kara's voice came out as her lips left your neck, then lifted you with a light movement.

You let out a soft scream at the sudden movement, but your smile quickly returned, wrapping your legs around her waist and letting her carry you to the bed.

As she placed you on the bed, she immediately climbed on top of you and kissed you again.

Your hands began to roam as you ran them down her arms, then stopped at her shoulder and tugged lightly on her brown jacket.

Kara broke away from the kiss for a moment, then took off her jacket and immediately leaned back into you, her lips finding your neck again, kissing you harder, as soft moans left your mouth.

Her hands went under your clothes again and started to pull it up.

You were about to sit up so she could pull it off of you more easily when a loud barking sound rang out in the air, followed shortly by Krypto himself, throwing himself onto the bed, seemingly happy for you two to be back on the ship.

"Krypto, what-" Kara started in surprise, but couldn't finish as the dog started jumping on the bed, full of energy, as if waiting to be dealt with.

"You can't be real. Come on, buddy, why now?" Kara growled as Krypto successfully interrupted the two of you again.

Your mind was still foggy from the alcohol and the barrage of kisses, but you managed to make out that Krypto was practically jumping right next to your face.

Although you suddenly felt frustrated that the heated atmosphere was interrupted, you quickly smiled as the dog's face moved closer to yours and licked it a few times.

"Krypto!" you shouted as you tried to push the dog away from you, who finally listened and sat down on the bed with an innocent look, staring at the two of you.

Kara's eyes watched the dog's movements with boredom and frustration. She wanted to tell him to go to his place, but she didn't, as your arms were wrapped around her neck again.

"Hmm, then I guess we should rest." you stated.

Although Kara wanted to continue grumbling, she couldn't stop the grin that spread across her face.

"It seems so." she finally sighed, but her smile was still there, then she lay down next to you and wrapped her arms tightly around your waist, and you buried your face under her chin.

Krypto's barking filled the ship again, and then you felt him get comfortable on the bed close to you.

But of course, the Daily Planet was more than that. It not only reported on heroes, but also on everyday events in the world that others might overlook or not pay enough attention to, even though it would be extremely important, more important, than reporting on the actions of yet another hero in a column that thousands of people would buy in a matter of days.

At the same time, it was also a fact that when it came to a villain conquering a city, articles that did not deal with the importance of heroism were dwarfed by it, and so the Daily Planet had to identify with this. Not that it was difficult, after all, the editorial staff themselves loved writing and reporting on such news.

Yes, such news was exciting. Not only was it amazing that they could write about such great people and events, but also that they could keep the readers' attention. Moreover, it provided easy topics for the following week's articles.

Although sometimes these extraordinary-sounding benefits weren't as extraordinary as people made them out to be when you happened to be dating one of these heroes.

And you probably knew that better than anyone. (Or maybe Lois Lane, but that's another story, after all, the two people you and she were dating couldn't have been more different.)

As a journalist, you knew that you had to be on your toes, always on the lookout for breaking news, always producing the cleanest, most understandable, most objective, and most attention-grabbing stories possible, all while telling the raw truth, without any subjectivity. After all, that was what made a journalist truly good.

But of course, that was hard when Kara Zor-El, the world's Supergirl, was your girlfriend.

It was hard because of course she was always the first to read your articles. And of course she loved them all and thought they were the best, no matter what you wrote about. But the difficulty came when she teased you with that characteristic grin on her face and asked if you could include a little subjectivity, which of course you said no to because it went against the fundamentals of journalism. But you'd be lying if you said you hadn't thought about it.

Kara always admired how dedicated and honest you were about your work, but she enjoyed it when you got that little blush that you tried to hide at times, trying not to let the teasing words about you adding a few personal comments get to you too much.

And even though her teasing about it was tiring at times, you were still glad she did it because it just showed how much she really cared about what you were doing.

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It was a typical Tuesday in Metropolis when a relatively unknown villain decided to lay siege to the city.

It wouldn't be a big deal to say that he posed too much of a threat, but it would be an understatement to say that the army he had assembled wasn't a bit of a problem.

That was exactly why Kara was helping out in the fight alongside Clark.

Clark was basically fine with taking matters into his own hands in the city, after all, he'd done that a lot of the time, and sometimes the Justice Gang would help him out. And on rare occasions like this, so was Kara.

While it was definitely a relief for Clark to have his cousin help him out in the fight, it certainly wasn't for you, after all, you had to deal with a really fired up Kara after the fight. She usually looked a bit of a wreck after the fight, which was understandable, and you always teased her playfully. (Not that you minded, because she was kind of cute. You also wouldn’t admit out loud how hot she always looked like that.)

When the villain’s siege began, you were at the Daily Planet, working on another article.

Your current article was different from the average articles, that is, the ones discussing the heroism of heroes, because this time you wanted to dissect a topic that was perhaps much more important.

The article was briefly an informative text, or rather a call to attention, about the many orphaned children who could often be seen on the streets. A call to why it is really important for everyone to help in this matter, in any way they can.

You were standing next to the coffee machine, from which you had just taken your freshly ground coffee. You grabbed some milk, then two sugar cubes, and then mixed it together.

Next to you was Lois, who was currently sipping her own coffee, and at the table next to her was Jimmy, who was watching some video on Youtube instead of continuing to write his article.

Clark, who was also a member of the so-called "Journalist Gang", was not present for understandable reasons. Although this understandable and logical reason was only really clear to you and Lois, Jimmy was just content with the fact that some urgent emergency had arisen, which technically wasn't a lie, just a little colorization.

Although Jimmy was busy watching videos, that didn’t mean he wasn’t paying attention to the current topic, which was exactly related to your new article.

“You sure think it would be a good idea to publish an article that doesn’t center on the heroic gang in the middle of all the fighting?” he wondered aloud as he clicked on another video.

You stirred your coffee in response and then glanced at him.

“I can write about the new heroic actions any other time. I want something different right now.” you explained and saw Lois’s approving look as you did so.

Jimmy hummed. "Sure, sure, but will people be interested right now? Now that the chaos is back?"

A sigh escaped your lips. "I don't have to publish my article now, Jimmy. If I want to, I'll publish it when the chaos has calmed down. Besides, it's not quite finished yet."

Lois nodded. "I think that's a great idea. I know what is like to write articles in a world like this. The image of heroes overwhelms the equally great value of other articles. I'm not saying that reporting on current heroic situations isn't important, because it is, it's just that sometimes it doesn't hurt to have other news stories in the press."

You listened carefully to Lois' words. You knew exactly that she was talking about from experience.

You smiled. "Exactly. Besides, I can write an article about heroes at any time, and in most cases there will always be a place for them in the media."

There was another hum from Jimmy, but after a few seconds he stopped the video he was watching and turned to you.

"Okay, if you say so." he finally said. "Will you make me a coffee?" he added quickly.

You looked at him a little bored, after all he was three steps away from the coffee maker, but nevertheless, after a tiring sigh, you turned back to the machine to make it.

"I'll have three sugar cubes in it." Jimmy said again, before you glanced at him for a moment.

"I know, Jimmy, you always drink it like that." you noted as you poured a little milk into it, then the three sugar cubes.

Jimmy hummed in response, appreciative and satisfied.

"You know, it wouldn't hurt if you lifted your ass off that chair sometimes." Lois spoke up after taking a sip of her coffee, earning from you a chuckle and Jimmy’s incredulity in response. “I’m sure those videos could wait a few minutes.” she added.

Jimmy hummed, then muttered something under his breath, but his growling quickly stopped as you handed him his freshly brewed coffee, which he quickly took from you.

After Jimmy took a sip of his coffee, you walked back to your desk, and Lois followed you to sit back at hers.

As you sat down in your chair, you let out a soft sigh, then opened the draft of your article, which was already half-finished, but you still had a significant amount of writing to do, which you would then edit. It was a lot of work and tiring, but you loved doing it nonetheless.

You were just about to start writing the next paragraph of your article when a message arrived on your phone.

You glanced at it curiously and saw Kara’s name appear, with a message underneath.

You opened the message and saw three short messages appear.

Clark needs help

Some alien is attacking

They're going to kick his ass

A smile appeared on your face and you let out a soft chuckle as you read her messages. You typed back in amusement.

Just make sure yours doesn't get beat up

She has seen it almost immediately, then the three dots quickly appeared.

You know it won't

Oh and Krypto went to your apartment, he didn't want to stay with Clark

Love you

Your smile grew bigger as you read on, then you sent her a reply and hung up.

Beside you, Lois raised an eyebrow slightly. "Was it Kara?"

How did she know, you wondered to yourself.

"Yes." you said simply, then asked after a moment. "How did you know?"

Lois smiled. "You always smile the same way when she texts to you." she explained, causing a small blush to appear on your face.

You cleared your throat, then turned back to your article outline.

Well, now you know that Kara is fighting too. A moment of worry crossed your mind, even though you knew you didn't really need to worry. Still, you couldn't help but feel a fleeting moment of worry every now and then. You knew it was a natural reaction.

Focusing on writing your article wasn't going to be the easiest thing to do, though, as the Daily Planet building shook slightly.

Your reflexes kicked in quickly as you grabbed your coffee to keep it from falling over due to the shaking.

Your gaze wandered to the window, where you caught a glimpse of both Kara and Clark dodging a few shots the new villain was aiming at them.

They were too close to the building and you knew it wasn’t the best idea to stay inside the building right now.

Your gaze then met Lois’, who seemed to have the same idea. Presumably Jimmy too, since he was already standing next to you.

“So… are we going, or…?” his voice came out, as you and Lois stood up and hurried towards the exit along with most of your co-workers.

Staying inside the building wasn’t the best idea, but apparently not on the street either, because in such a short time the entire place was covered in a pile of rubble.

“Well, it’s only a matter of time before they finish.” Jimmy remarked, and you and Lois both glanced at him, his voice now almost sounding monotonous.

Your gaze turned back to the sky and you could only watch as the two of them fought the enemy.

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By the time the chaos was over, most of the city's streets were covered in rubble. Although it was still less than ruined, there had been instances where the place had suffered much greater destruction.

The rubble around you was enough to make it difficult to easily return to the Daily Planet's building. It seemed like it would take a little longer, though.

A sound caught your ear as you saw Clark fly over your head, relatively low.

You didn't really have time to think when you heard someone appear behind you and a familiar voice address you.

"Miss?" your name rang out so lightly, almost playfully, on her lips, that you immediately turned around and struggled to prevent your own lips from curving into a smile.

"Supergirl, what a pleasant surprise." you replied playfully, which only increased the grin on Kara’s lips, which was almost more of a smile.

Kara stepped closer. “You know, I was thinking maybe we could do that interview we were talking about earlier.”

Her voice rang with playfulness, and you felt your smile widen.

“That would be an honor.” You grinned.

Kara stepped closer, then grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the inside of one of the slightly destroyed buildings. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her suit was a little dusty, but to you she still looked perfect.

As you reached the middle of the building your smile widened and you immediately wrapped your arms around her neck while she wasted no time wrapping her arms around your waist.

Her lips found yours in an instant and you let out a soft hum into the kiss.

Her arms pulled you closer to her, your fingers lightly tangled in her blonde hair.

Kara’s head moved slightly to the side to deepen the kiss, and you happily followed suit.

You didn’t even notice as you both began to float. You barely felt your feet leave solid ground, your mind too busy processing anything other than Kara’s lips searching for yours.

Her lips parted from yours for a moment, and you pressed your forehead to hers. One of your hands moved from her neck and softly stroked her cheek.

“I guess they didn’t beat your ass.” you joked, causing Kara to give a playful grin.

“Not really, but Clark could tell you.” she replied, causing you to chuckle softly.

Kara’s gaze met yours as she spoke again. “You know, I think I really deserve a reward for this interview. Plus, I saved Clark’s ass from being beaten so bad.”

You chuckled again at her words, then brought your lips closer to hers again, almost whispering at them.

“Then I think this interview needs to end quickly.”

Krypto certainly didn't behave like this. For a moment, she even wondered if this was the same Krypto who would chew a pillow at all hours of the day and shake it constantly so that the feathers inside would fly everywhere in the apartment or on her ship.

But regardless of how strange it was, she was happy. After all, it just meant that Krypto loved her girlfriend as much as she did. And that shouldn't be a problem. At least, she thought so.

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The evening lights of Metropolis, although dim, filled your apartment with enough light.

You loved evenings like this. It was one of those times when no evil threatened the peace of the city that would require the intervention of heroes. Furthermore, it was peaceful, so you could quietly enjoy every moment of the pleasant evening.

Especially now that Kara was there.

The smell of dinner was in the air, even though you had both finished eating half an hour ago.

You were just wiping the last plate over the sink, which was just waiting to be put in the dishwasher with the other already cleaned plates after a thorough wiping.

Kara was sitting not far from you, more precisely at the table. Her eyes followed your figure, watching every small movement of your hands.

A strange feeling always filled her at such moments.

The whole atmosphere was so intimate, almost domestic. It was almost funny to think that a few years ago she would never have imagined herself in such a moment, but now she was the one sitting there, watching your every move with an almost adoring gaze.

A smile tugged at her lips at the thought. It wasn’t too big, maybe not even noticeable if you didn’t lean closer, but it didn’t matter. Because it was exactly the kind of smile that comes to your lips in the midst of the most tender and loving thoughts.

Although she loved looking at you, her thoughts still wandered for a moment.

She stood up from her seat, then in an instant she was behind you, her arms tightly but still gently wrapped around your waist.

You were surprised for a moment, then a smile appeared on your lips, and you turned your head a little to the side so you could see her face better.

“You’re done, right?” Kara's voice came out, sounding really soft after the few moments of silence. The grip of her arms tightened a little as she tried to pull you closer to her.

You could hear the need in her voice. She hid it well, but it was clear to you now. It was a solid, small way of letting you know she wanted your attention. Although Kara wasn't the kind of person who didn't say what she thought, in such intimate moments she sometimes tended to show a much softer side of herself, hiding her feelings or thoughts behind much gentler words and requests. And you loved that you could see this side of her too.

"This was the last plate. I'll run the sink and I'm yours." you finally answered and your gaze turned back to the plate from which you had wiped the last food stain.

Kara just hummed in response, but she didn't let go of your grip.

Her hair, which was still slightly uncombed, fell lightly over your shoulders, which gave off a slight ticklish feeling.

Her eyes watched your hands for a moment, then she pressed a small kiss to your neck. It was softer than her usual kisses on your neck, but there was still that kind of desire in them that just wanted you to be as close as possible to each other.

"I was thinking we could watch a movie before we go to bed." You said, placing the last plate next to the ones you had cleaned earlier.

"Mhm." Kara hummed, and you couldn't tell if she heard what you said at all, which wasn't likely, after all, she had super hearing, or if she just didn't care too much because she seemed more interested in hugging you and pressing small kisses here and there on your neck.

"Kara..." you breathed out softly, and she just hummed again. "Did you listen to what I said?"

"Something about movies." she said lightly, as if it was the most obvious thing to say, but she seemed more interested in showering more kisses on your neck.

You sighed softly, though it was more of a loving sigh.

You turned in her embrace, wrapping your arms around her neck. You felt her hands tighten slightly around your waist in response.

You saw that slightly smug grin that you knew so well begin to appear on her face. It was the kind of grin that said you were where she wanted you to be and had achieved what she wanted.

"Stop being so smug about yourself." you said playfully, and the grin on her face only grew bigger.

"I don't know what you're talking about." she teased as her hands slid under your clothes and lightly stroked the smooth surface of your skin.

You were about to speak again when you heard a really loud and determined bark.

You both looked to where the bark was coming from, only to see Krypto wagging his tail really enthusiastically and his gaze following your form.

"Come on, buddy." Kara growled softly at the for dog interrupting the moment.

Unlike her, you didn't seem that annoyed as you removed your arms from around her neck, much to Kara's chagrin, and moved closer to Krypto, who seemed even more excited.

"What is it, Krypto?" you asked the dog, who just barked again, seemingly unable to decide whether to start running around the house again or simply fly away.

For a moment, you saw his gaze fall to the leftover dinner on the counter.

Now you understood.

Kara sighed. "No, Krypto. You can't eat it. I already told you."

Krypto just barked in displeasure in response, but he didn't look like he really cared. Instead, he kept his gaze on you, looking at you almost questioningly.

"Let him eat it, Kara. It really isn't much." you said, then you took the plate from the counter and placed it on the floor for the dog, who immediately started eating.

Kara just looked at the dog boredly, then grabbed your hand and led you to the bedroom.

Well, at least while Krypto ate, you could be alone.

A sigh left your mouth, and after a moment, you lay down on the bed. Your thoughts wandered over various movie ideas, but it was interrupted when you felt a weight weigh on you and a pair of beautiful blue eyes look into yours.

That smug smile appeared on Kara’s face again as she scanned every inch of your face. It seemed her thoughts weren’t filled with the flood of movie choices.

“I guess you’re not thinking about movies.” you noted with a small grin, and Kara chuckled, then leaned closer.

“I thought of something much better than a movie.” she said, almost whispering in your ear, then leaning back against your neck.

Your breath hitched again when you felt her lips begin to press kisses to your neck again. These, however, were much firmer and less soft than the previous ones, but still just enough sensuality to emphasize the not-so-hidden meaning behind her words.

Kara's lips began to search for the more sensitive spots on your neck and when she successfully found them, she pressed a firmer kiss that took your breath away again.

"Kara..." you breathed out and you felt that smug grin on your neck.

She loved it when you made sounds like that. She knew you enjoyed it and it made her want to continue.

Her lips moved slightly up and aimed for the area under your chin. At first they were just soft kisses, but as she moved further, they became firmer.

Your hands rose to her face and you pulled her up a little and kissed her. Kara's grin was still palpable, but as the kiss continued, she tried to get even closer.

Just as you pulled away and Kara was about to lean in for another kiss, the mattress next to you sank and a loud bark filled the space.

Krypto moved excitedly on the bed, and in a moment he was near your face, licking it happily.

The transition was quick, but laughter left your lips as Krypto’s fur lightly tickled your cheek and his tongue licked the side of your face.

“Krypto, stop!” you half-shouted, but the laughter interrupted your voice, only encouraging the dog to continue to pile you in his love.

Kara groaned in frustration.

Krypto managed to interrupt you a second time. At this point, she seriously wondered if it was intentional or just great timing.

“Come on, buddy, not again.” she growled and tried to push him off of you, but it was clearly proving harder than it looked.

Hearing the frustration in Kara’s voice, you tried to pull yourself together and tried to push the affectionate dog away, which ultimately proved successful, as Krypto backed away, though only enough for you to sit up normally, and his tail was still wagging, indicating that he still had plenty of energy left.

“Krypto, get off the bed.” Kara spoke again, which she intended as a command, although it came across more as a whine and a plea.

Krypto looked at her for a moment, his tail stopping wagging, but continuing almost immediately, then a whimper left his throat and he lowered his head into your lap.

Your hand automatically went to his head and you slowly stroked it, which only made him lean more towards you.

Kara’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Rude, she thought to herself as she watched you so effortlessly shower him with love.

"He can stay for a while." you suggested, though it sounded more like a question, and your gaze met Kara's.

Kara knew you wouldn’t send Krypto away now, and she knew she wouldn’t say no to you, no matter how much she wanted to continue what you both were doing before being so rudely interrupted.

She let out a resigned sigh and lay down on the other side of the bed, trying to get as close to you as possible, which was difficult, after all, Krypto’s body formed a slight barrier between the two of you.

Kara’s eyes glanced at the dog again, as if telling him to move away, but he was adamant. He seemed to be enjoying himself too much in your lap and had no intention of moving.

Kara let out another sigh, then grabbed the remote control that was on the bedside table.

"Okay, let's watch a movie then." she said a little frustrated, but she couldn't really get too angry when it looked so beautiful, the way Krypto was almost in your lap and basking in your love.

By the time the movie was over, you and Krypto were both asleep. The only thing that had changed was that you were lying on your side and Krypto was snuggling up to your chest, breathing softly.

Kara could only watch the situation idly. Normally, you should be snuggling up to her side or chest right now.

She sighed many times by then, but finally she settled herself on the bed too. Her gaze scanned your sleeping face, which seemed so peaceful. She glanced at Krypto for a moment, who was so strange to see so calm. As if he was a completely different dog.

Despite this, she still closed her eyes and finally fell asleep.

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The next morning, when Kara woke up, she was a little surprised to see that Krypto was still snuggled up to you, but he was already awake. Despite that, it didn’t look like he was going to pull away from you anytime soon.

Kara narrowed her eyes.

“Krypto, let me there finally.” she whispered to him, and the dog only moved, but made no attempt to pull away.

Kara was competitive, and so was Krypto.

Although Kara really wanted to pull Krypto away now, she didn’t want to wake you up, and she suspected the dog didn’t want to either.

“Come on, buddy, please.” she begged him this time, which seemed slightly more effective than her earlier attempt to appear firm.

Krypto whined in response, but not loud enough to wake you up.

Kara thought. Krypto didn’t want to pull away, but she wanted to cuddle with you. If she wanted to make any progress, she had to compromise with the dog.

"Okay, if you let me there, you can have the leftover from the dinner for a week. Sound good?"

Krypto's ears pricked up, and Kara knew she had finally won. And although it took a few moments for him to actually pull away, he finally did.

Krypto didn't get off the bed, only moved to the end of the bed and instead curled up at your feet. His gaze fell on Kara this time, waiting for her to move closer to you.

Kara didn't hesitate.

In an instant, she was next to you, her arms wrapped around your waist and holding you tightly. The movement didn't wake you up, but you snuggled closer and pressed your face into the crook of her neck.

A smile appeared on Kara's face, then she pressed a small kiss to the top of your head.

Her gaze fell back to Krypto for a moment, who was still looking at the two of you from your feet.