"I've had a really good night," Lena said quietly and tucked some stray piece of hair behind her ear and Kara blushed and ducked her head, a smile on her own face. Around them, other people, other couples were filing out of the cinema and discussing the movie as they walked through the building and out into the street.
"Me too," she replied and fiddled with her glasses and then made a mental note to clean them of the popcorn butter she'd just put on them.
"Even with your two boxes of jumbo popcorn?" Lena asked teasingly and Kara flushed a little more. National City was lit as the evening turned into night and Lena's driver pulled into the loading zone outside the cinema.
"I'm full," Kara playfully patted her belly and Lena giggled and Kara's smile widened at the sound.
Lena bit her lip and Kara's eyes were drawn to the ruby red of her lipstick. "Would you like to join me for lunch on Wednesday?" She asked, and seemed almost nervous about it.
"Sure!" Kara may have responded a little too eagerly, and people turned to look at her and she turned as red as her alter-ego's suit but ignored that in favor of how Lena's smile stretched across her face and she didn't seem like she could keep her lips together.
"Okay, awesome. I'll text you?"
"Yup! Okay!"
Lena's smile went still and she leaned forward and kissed Kara's cheek, blushing furiously, the contrast lovely to her pale skin, and ducked into her car. "Bye," she waved, still red as though unable to believe her nerve and left Kara a stuttering blushing mess on the sidewalk.
"B-bye!" She lifted her hand up to wave awkwardly as the car drove away and didn't see the amused looks she was getting as she lowered her fingers to her cheek where Lena had pressed a quick kiss. It was fine, friends kissed friends like that all the time, it was like a thing in Europe, or at least that's what modern media told her. There was no need to panic, and her heart could stop that flipping routine it was doing inside her chest now.
Her skin was burning where Lena had kissed her goodbye, the imprint of her lips almost scarred into her skin and her body was humming, fire jolting through her veins. She felt like, almost weightless.
Suddenly needing to speak with Alex she ducked into an alleyway and was soaring through the air a few moments later as her alter-ego. The air was cool high above the city but she couldn't feel its chill, one of the perks of being an Alien was that her body was adverse to extreme temperatures and regulated itself accordingly. Alex loved to be her cuddle buddy in winter, she said she radiated heat like a heater. She dove behind a closed store and after making sure no one had seen her, was soon crossing the road and making her way up to Alex's apartment.
She smelt pizza and beer as she got closer and her stomach growled, never mind she'd had two jumbo combos while at the cinema with Lena, and had shared the CEO's pack of sour worms.
"Alex!" She cried as she bounded into the apartment, catching her sister sitting on the couch while Game of Thrones was on in the background. "You'll never guess what—" she halted abruptly as she saw a second person curled into the other end of the couch.
"Oh... sorry," she drew up short and looked at her blushing sister. "I didn't realize you had company."
"Kara, this is Detective Sawyer, of the NCPD. Maggie this is my sister Kara," Alex rattled off after a few seconds of gaining her composure, a warning look in her eye. Kara understood, she'd met Maggie, but not as Kara, she had as Supergirl though.
"What happened?" She asked curiously and paused the tv, shooting an apologetic glance at Maggie. The detective shrugged and smiled over at Kara.
"Yes, do tell. I want to know what's got you acting like a puppy."

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Mercy
FanfictionShe was The Girl of Steel. Kara Zor-El of Krypton, the last true Kryptonian. She was bullet-proof, capable of defying gravity, and stronger than any human had the right to be. She was an Alien. Heralded by some as a hero, a beacon for hope, and fear...