Supercorp One-Shots and Parallels

Drunk

for Em, because I love you, my hero hacker

28. "How drunk was I?"

Lena groaned at the light coming through her eyelids as she rolled over on her stomach, trying to block the sun from waking her further, but the unexpected of her knocking into something hard and solid made her lift her head and look through her hair to see what it was.

Or who.

Her eyes widened, hurting her head more at the seemingly sudden headache that came. "Kara?"

"The one and only," she said, putting down her book and looking down at the Luthor, laughing at her hair before brushing it out of her face. "Hey." Now that she could really see, Kara was leaning back against the headboard, still in bed.

Lena smiled, taking notice that she was just in a tank top, making her biceps and abs stick out more. But then she felt a chill across her back and that's when she noticed she was pretty much topless, diverting her attention.

"Shit!" Kara just laughed as she scrambled to cover herself. "Kara! Why are you laughing?"

"Because you're just wearing a bra, not completely naked, silly." She contains her chuckles at Lena's narrow of her eyes.

"And it doesn't phase you?"

"Not after what you did last night," the blonde snorted.

"Oh, God," Lena groaned, dropping her head back in her pillow, making her friend laugh again. "How drunk was I?" she asked, muffled.

Kara snorted laughter. "Oh, God."

"Kara!"

"Fine!" She sobered up, still with a smile full of mirth. "We went for a night out at a club—"

"I didn't get that drunk to completely forget what we were doing."

"So what's the last thing you remember?"

Lena let half of her face look up in thought. "We were dancing."

"Yep. Not gonna lie, you were a bit..." At her eyebrow raise, Kara sighed. "You were handsy."

"Jesus Christ—"

"Not done, and I did I say I didn't enjoy it?" Kara smirked at her blush as she tried to hide under the covers. "Anyway, when you got drunk, more than usual—"

"Offense taken," Lena grumbles.

"—I took you to the limo and we were on our way here, and as stated, you were handsy. Talking gibberish about finishing some speech, doing something for me or Supergirl, both." Kara shook her head. "Took forever to get you up here and decent for bed."

"So... nothing happened?" Lena asked in a small whisper.

"I'm sure drunk you wanted something to happen, but you had no inhibitions." The blonde shook her head again, pushing her bangs out of her way to look down at her. "There's no way I'd take advantage of you like that."

Her words are what made Lena pick her head up, crossing her arms as she somewhat sat up on her side. "Why would you? Hypothetically, of course."

Kara gave her a small smile. "Because I really like you, Lena," she admitted softly. "And yeah, I might've had a few wild thoughts here and there, but seeing you, with your guard completely down, no time to think about things.." She shook her head with that warm smile as she adjusted her glasses. "I just couldn't do that to you. Or myself."

Lena studied her face, eyes scattering everywhere in thought. "You're really cute when you're apologetic and sympathetic," she mutters, making her duck her head and blush.

"I don't try," she says when she picks her head back up.

"Yet you do it anyway." Lena tugged on the hem of her shirt to bring her down to kiss her gently, timidly, and she reciprocated that way too.

When they pulled back, Kara smiled. "If this is how you're going to act drunk in the morning, let's do this more often."

Lena chuckles, dropping her head on her arm. "I'd rather we do this most of the time. The being together part and.. you know, all the things of dating."

"What the lady wants, the lady shall receive," Kara says, kissing her hair.

"Then I want cinnamon rolls for breakfast."

"It's noon, but I'll get you some anyway." The blonde was about to slide out of bed, but a pull back on her arm made her come back so she could kiss the brunette softly.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"You."

oof didn't know how to end that oh well.