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Kara Loves to make Lena Smile

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Kara smiled down at her sleepy girlfriend. “Sorry I have to take off so early, but it seems that J’onn got wind of an alien gang’s plans for some kind of unpleasantness this morning, and Supergirl has to be on patrol in about ten places at the same time.”

Lena reached up to her with grabby hands. “Kiss. Want kiss.”

Kara’s smile registered three events at the EXO neutrino detector, 950 miles away in New Mexico. She leaned in and softly kissed Lena, nipping lightly at her lower lip as she pulled away. “Have fun at your meetings today, sweetheart. I’ll be thinking of you while I’m chasing the bad guys.” She grinned and licked Lena’s nose.

“Eww! Kara, you’re such a weirdo!” Lena laughed as she wiped her nose on the pillowcase.

“Yes, but you love me anyway.”

“You know I do, baby. You can’t even imagine how much I love you. Now go on out there and kick some ass!” Lena was still blinking the sleep out of her eyes as Kara waved and took off out the window, grinning like a Cheshire cat the whole time. Lena smiled and hugged her pillow as she watched her girlfriend fly off.

She stretched, and rubbed her head a little, shaking off the cobwebs. How did I ever get so lucky, she thought. She is the most beautiful person on the planet. How in the world did she ever choose me? She shook her head and made her way into the shower.

After getting dressed, she sat down in the kitchen, and poured herself a bowl of cereal for a quick breakfast before heading in to L-Corp for another round of the endless battles with the Board, investors, and partners. Halfway through the bowl she started giggling, and very nearly blew cereal out through her nose.

She was still chuckling when she got out of her limo in front of the L-Corp office tower. She managed to rein it in for the trip across the lobby and into the elevator. Thankfully, she was alone inside when the next fit hit her, but she managed to keep it together as she greeted her assistant outside her office.

“Good morning, Jess. Any surprises on the schedule today?”

“No, Ms. Luthor,” the young woman replied. “You have your usual nine o’clock with Product Development; then at ten it’s the final review of the quarterly financial report; and the conference call with the UK branch at eleven. Then you’re free until the two-thirty meeting with the team leaders for the new drone design. I’m holding two open slots – one o’clock and four o’clock – in case anything comes up.”

“Thank you, Jess, you’re amazing. I’ll be in my office, as usual.”

She walked in and closed the door, thinking about her first meeting. Product Development was supposed to be looking into nutritional supplements for weight loss … and she started giggling again. “Kara, I’m going to get you for this,” she snickered to herself.

Meanwhile, as Lena strained her Luthor training to the limits (as well as probably spraining her anti-grin muscles) trying to keep a straight face through her meetings (and putting herself on mute three separate times during her conference call), Kara was humming to herself and smiling while she cheerfully put a stop to the alien gang’s mayhem before it got off the ground.

“Now, now, you really don’t want to do that. It makes people mad when you steal their stuff, even if it’s not specifically theirs, like with bank money. Come on, let’s go meet some nice people at the DEO.” She was humming a simple little tune she had made up on the spur of the moment, casually grabbing the gang members in groups of two or three at a time and depositing them in the DEO’s prisoner transport vehicles. She seemed to be about as worked up over it as she would have been while doing the dishes. “Hum te tum, dum de tum,” she hummed to herself. The gang members were infuriated by her lackadaisical attitude, but Kara didn’t even notice. She was thinking of Lena, and looking forward to spending another evening with her, and another night in her bed. Kara really, really loved Lena.

After finishing with the gang, she busied herself for the rest of the day rescuing a cat from a rooftop, helping a construction crew lay a culvert, and visiting a children’s cancer ward in one of National City’s hospitals. She knew Lena would be arriving at home around six, having listened in on her L-Corp office with her super hearing at a few strategic moments throughout the day. She had caught Lena giggling a couple of times, and couldn’t help but grin in sympathy (much to the confusion of two gang members at one point). She checked over the city from fairly high up one last time before heading back to Lena’s penthouse, arriving a few minutes ahead of her.

Lena opened the door and walked into her living room. “Kara? Are you here? I am so going to kill you.”

Kara emerged from the kitchen with her best “Lena smile” fully activated. “What? You’re not going to kill me, you love me!”

Lena feigned anger as she stomped into the kitchen. “All day, Kara. Through meetings and conference calls I had this stuck in my head. All day. I think I sprained something trying not to grin like an idiot while face-to-face with people who work for me, discussing important stuff!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Kara managed to look scandalized. “I would never do anything to make your day more difficult. Honest!”

Lena scowled at her, and opened the cupboard. She reached in and pulled out a box of ‘Fat Free Cinnamon Toasty Oats,’ and held it up to Kara. “And who am I to suppose did this, Miss Danvers?”

She pointed to the front of the box, where the word “Fat” had been modified by adding a small upward-pointing arrow between the “a” and the “t,” with the letter “r” written in above.

“Seriously, Kara? Fart-free cereal?”

Kara giggled. “What? I was just doodling.” She giggled some more. “You were laughing at it all day. I heard you. I love it when you laugh.” And she reached out and dragged Lena in for a kiss and a hug.

Lena chuckled, and sighed into Kara’s shoulder. “You are such a dork, Kara Danvers. What am I going to do with you?”

“Well, I can think of a few things we can do to each other…” Kara nipped Lena’s earlobe.

It was going to be a good night.