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

Chapter 8

It feels like they're dating.

Kara should—she should do something about that.

Kara does not do something about it. In fact, she makes it worse.

Currently her arm is pressed against Lena's as she sips on some alcoholic beverage Winn bought for her. The whole group is gathered in the corner at a table, with Winn getting more drinks for everyone and Alex groaning about having to pay for everyone. Lena is beside her, leaning very much against her shoulder, the physical contact and her perfume making Kara feel a little lightheaded.

"It's fine, Alex," Lena says, dimples forming on her cheek. "It's on me. I'll pay for everyone."

"Holy shit, Luthor," Alex huffs, leaning back on her seat. A wide grin spreads across her face. "All right, you said it. No take-backs."

"Yeah," Lena shrugs. "Order whatever you like."

Alex nods in approval, smirk widening and sends Kara a brief glance.

Kara rolls her eyes. This isn't the first time Lena's offered to pay for everything every time they'd go out for drinks and food. But she doesn't say anything to stop it, because her best friend is a fucking billionaire. In the earlier days, though, Kara would always have something to say, with her cheeks burning and ranting on and on about Lena being used, and Lena paying things for her.

She feels a hand land on her thigh under the table, and a small and gentle squeeze follows after it. Lena's. Kara continues to sip her drink, looking straight ahead.

"Hey, guys!" Winn comes back carrying drinks. "Brainy—chill on the drinks, bud. We still need to do our pool rounds!"

Nia laughs, huddles closer to Brainy and Brainy frowns, eyeing at his almost empty glass. Winn hands shot-filled glasses to everyone except Kara and Nia and Brainy, and gives them something else instead, something that's obviously not for human consumption.

"What is this?" Alex lifts her glass to identify the alcohol. "Oh, shit, Winn. Jaeger?"

"Nice. German's finest," Kelly approves with a smile.

Winn grins. "Hell yeah. I also got us some Red Bull cans, if you guys wanted it along with the shots."

Kara looks down at her own drink, sees a pretty blue liquid swirling ominously in her glass. Does she have complete and utter trust and faith in Winn getting her drinks? Rao, no. Will she drink anyway? Yes.

On the count of three they all take their shots, and empty glasses collectively slam down on the table. Kara's eyes water as the alcohol burns down her gullet. The taste is so foul it makes her grimace and she looks at her empty glass with a sour face before snapping her head back up. Nia beats her to asking about the drink.

"Winn, what the hell," Nia says, face twisting entirely as she's just chugged down her chaser. Her cheeks faintly reddens. "What was in our drinks? What did you get us?"

Winn puts a finger up, face in thought. "I forgot the name. But it's okay!" he says quickly. "M'gann's friend served me and told me what would really fire up ya insides. I can get you guys more."

"Wow," Kara says. "Thank you for that, Winn. I'm not really looking to get that fired up tonight. I have work early tomorrow."

Winn pouts, shaking his head. "No fun. Well, I am, and besides. Free drinks!" He grins at Lena with a thumbs up, and Kara lets out a small sigh, shaking her head at her friend. Winn is a terrible drunk. The kind that underestimates their limit and ends up getting hammered too fast. He also sulks - a lot. She can already see it happening.