On my Island (Kara x Reader)

6. Exhausted

Kara pov

It's already half past eight, but i'm still sitting on my couch, phone in hand. I want to call her but i don't want to intrude, don't want to seem obsessed when in reality, everyone can see that i'm am.

She has two hours left of her shift, then maybe i can call her, see if i could pick her up. I know how tired she can be after working the evening shift. Hopefully i can keep myself awake until then, maybe watch a movie or something. Double checking Ms. Grant's schedule and making sure that everything is as it should.

But just as i decide to pick up my phone from the table in front of me to text her, see if she wants to stay here instead of her brothers, the front door unlocks. And she comes in. She doesn't even seem to register everything she does as she puts her keys on the table next to the door, throw her bag on one of the bar chairs, and her jacket on the hanger.

"Y/n?" I ask as she just stands still in the middle of the room. And i can see on her face that it's one of 'those days' where it's not about her back, but about the thoughts in her head making her exhausted. She looks even more tired than when she used to stand fifteen hours in the operating room.

"I'm tired." Is all she says, her words like a whisper into the room. I throw off my blanket and the pillow i had in my lap, almost speeding over to her to envelope her with my arms. She buries her head in my neck as her arms hang on her sides.

"It's okay, i'm here." I say into her hair, holding her body tight to mine.

"I'm sorry." She apologises as if she snapped out of something, but as she tries to pull out of my grip, i only hold her tighter.

"No need." And i pull back myself instead, moving my hands to hold her cheeks. Looking into her mesmerising e/c eyes. There are already tears glistening in them that refuses to fall. Though i can see the shadow of one that has escaped down her cheek. "How about we warm some of that leftover pizza and watch a movie."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure, it's always better to do it with company." Even though i think we're both aware that we both have early mornings tomorrow, and that if it weren't for her i would be getting ready for bed by now.

Leading her to the couch, i pick up the blanket that i had accidentally thrown on the floor, and put it over her. Then i quickly - maybe a little to quickly, but she's too focused on the rain outside my windows to notice - heat up the pizza using my heat vision instead of the microwave.

Then i place them on table by the couch together with two glasses of water before picking up the remote and sitting down next to her. She immediately cuddles up next to me and sometimes i wonder if she even knows what she's doing. If she's aware that my feelings for her only grow stronger and stronger.

Sometimes i think she knows. Those times where she pulls away when i try to reach for her, those times when she doesn't stay behind while the others leave like usual.

"What do you feel like watching?" I ask as i move a little to let her lean into me even more, and let me wrap an arm around her middle.

"Wizard of Oz." And even though i can't actually see her smile, i can feel how her cheeks move against my shoulder.

"As you wish." Even though i know she doesn't know the reason why i love that movie, it's always been a favourite for us to watch. Once we had even watched it three times in one week.

I put on the movie and feel how none of us move for the pizza both of us should eat. But i don't dare move as her on arms wrap around me and my heartbeat speeds up. If she had super hearing she would have heard it. But considering how close she's laying to my chest, maybe she can.