Probably because it was the first time and not a full rut, Kara was feeling back to normal and able to leave the DEO and return to her apartment by late Sunday night. She was exhausted, but even so was looking forward to the return to normality and her work at Catco and as Supergirl. Luckily, she hadn't had any articles that she was meant to work on over the weekend for Snapper, and no big disturbances had occurred in National City so Supergirl hadn't been missed. All in all, it had turned out pretty well for Kara and she was able to relax and enjoy a good nights sleep.Getting dressed for the day, Kara took in her wardrobe with a grimace. She had been trending lately towards more traditionally feminine dresses and skirts, partially because of her increased salary that allowed for such purchases, and probably also as a bit of an attempt to fit in with societal expectations and the other women in the department. Now, though, with the possibility that her sern could make an appearance at any given moment, she decided to dig back in the depths of her closet and bring back some of her go-to outfits from when she was Ms. Grant's assistant. Pants just seemed like a safer option at this point, at least until she figured out and got more comfortable with her new anatomy. She decided on a light blue button up with navy pants and her trusty brown belt, and after a glance at herself in the mirror, she felt so comfortable and confident that she wondered why she had ever changed her style in the first place.
The day went pretty smoothly for Kara, and there were no major incidences with her sern. She noticed the occasional whiff of pheromones from her co-workers, but none were overpowering in any way and she was able to ignore them without much issue. She had plenty of experience ignoring sensory overload, and this was just another one to add to the list. She was a bit embarrassed though when she realized that she could now immediately identify that someone was on their period – she supposed her sense of smell had been good before, and if she had tried to, she probably could have detected it even before going through irstun, but now those sorts of smells seemed to just jump out at her in a way they never had before. At least she would know who to avoid, and/or send chocolates to.
She was busy the next few days – along with work, she replaced her bedsheets and called in a carpenter to fix the flooring, which wouldn't be cheap but it luckily it hadn't damaged the structural integrity of the building at all. She made sure to obscure the damage first, so it wasn't two clear perfect scorch marks from her xray vision – that would have been difficult to explain.
Later that week, Kara practically floated into Lena's office at L-Corp for their scheduled lunch, carrying a large bag with Big Belly Burger that she had picked up on the way there. One of the nicest things about Lena knowing she was Supergirl was she no longer had to hide her excessive eating habits from her friend and could now freely order and eat her usual three human-meals in front of Lena.
Despite the smile Lena immediately shot her, she could tell Lena hadn't been sleeping well. She looked tired and a bit worn down and it made Kara want to wrap her up in a blanket and feed her and cuddle until Lena was looking more like her usual self. She restrained herself, knowing that Lena would just shrug off her concerns and say something about not having time to eat or sleep or, y'know, other important human needs. Kara would just have to be her normal, happy self and hope that some of her energy could maybe rub off onto Lena.
"Hi Lena! I come with sustenance!"
Lena eyed the bag in Kara's hand with big eyes and barely restrained delight and Kara was immediately very happy with her choice. Today was definitely a Big Belly Burger day.
"I'm so hungry I could smell it from the elevator. Hold on just a moment, I have to finish this document and then I'll be right there."
Kara set their lunches out on the table, laughing at the difference in size between her and Lena's meals. She made herself wait until Lena joined her – it was only polite, and she ate so quickly she'd still finish before Lena regardless. It wasn't long until Lena joined her on the couch, which is when Kara finally tuned into the scent that had been tickling her nose since she entered the office.
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Late Bloomer
FanfictionKara had never really been that interested in sex. She didn't dislike it or anything, just never really understood what all the fuss was about. Eliza had fondly called her "a late bloomer" which Kara had accepted as the truth, not wanting to face th...