Is it Gravity (or are we Falling in Love?)

Chapter 2

Kara does not wake up to the sound of her alarm. She wakes up to the smell of mocha and blueberry muffins, and feels the glow of sunshine ray peeking out from her curtains. She opens her eyes groggily, feels her arm searching for something soft and tangible in the sheets, but comes up empty. She's about to drift into sleep before she processes the smell again.

Food. And work.

Her body springs up and immediately she grabs for her phone by the night stand. It's 8:33am. Her eyes widen and she moves out of her bed in haste, legs getting tangled in the sheets. Biting Kryptonian curses under her breath, she uses super-speed to do her morning routine and change for work. When she gets back to the nightstand to demolish the muffin and mocha, flashes of events come back vividly in her head from last night.

She flushes hard.

Finally noticing the small sticky note next to the muffin, she brings it up to read.

Leaving early for an early work meeting. Hope you slept well. See you for lunch later? -L.

Kara blinks.

She grabs the muffin by the night stand and devours it whole, and then drains the lukewarm mocha down her throat. She opts to fly to catco, not feeling up to deal with a lecture about tardiness from her boss.

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Kara(10:38am): hey you!

Lena(10:45am): Hey, me. Good morning to you too, Kara.

Kara(10:46am): oh good morning!! you know, if i had known you had an early meeting in the morning i wouldn't have let you drink that much >:(

Lena(10:46am): It's all well and fine, the meeting went well. I do have a little headache, though.

Kara(10:47am): gee i wonder why

Lena(10:49am): Not all of us have super powers that extend to repelling hangovers, darling.

Kara sends a plethora of pouting and tongue stuck out emojis.

Lena(10:54am): We're still up for lunch, right? My treat, since you bought last time. Thrice if I must add.

Kara(10:54am): of course!! can't have u passing out in work. I know you'd skip if it weren't for lil ol' adorkable me ;)) im irresistible

Lena(10:56am): Well, you got me. I can never pass the opportunity to have brunches with a pretty girl.

Kara(10:56am): gasp! so you're saying all this time u only went on lunches with me bc im pretty. Well unfortunately for u, i also have wicked intentions but im not sharing them. keep the enemies close but keep the pretty girls closer u kno

Lena(10:58am): Sure, Kara. ;)

For a hot minute, Kara forgets the events from yesterday, getting lost in how their conversation sounds so normal—the usual. Then unable to help herself, her brain ventures into the certain images of frantic touching and heavy panting and messy hair and lipstick.

"Have they found them yet?" Nia comes up behind her, in a low, hushed tone, bouncing up and down on her feet.

Kara almost falls out of her swivel seat.

"Nia! Itching to spring into some action today?" Kara clears her throat, shaking the images off her head. She takes a look at the younger woman, sees the restlessness of Nia's energy.

Nia's fiddling with her hands and her eyes buzz, circling around the room.

"Well, I—I don't know. Just feels like a slow day today. You know?" Nia avoids her gaze, lips pursed.