Supercorp- One shots

Can We Just Pretend?

"Kara, are you okay?"

It takes a second to register the voice calling her name and when it does, Kara's head snaps up to find Lena with two cups of coffee in her hands, one stained lightly with the dark shade of lipstick she chose to wear that day.

With a tired sigh, Kara offers a small smile and reaches for the cup. "Yeah, I'm fine," She replies before taking a mouthful of the coffee. She knows logically that it wouldn't affect her in the slightest, but the warmth of it - or of the person who gave it to her, Kara is still working that one out - makes her body hum as though it is slowly waking her up.

"Neighbours still keeping you up?" Lena asks as she perches herself of the side of Kara's desk. Her skirt rises slightly, exposing the pale skin of her thigh and Kara takes another gulp of her coffee in an attempt to draw her eyes away.

"Every night this week." Lena offers her a sympathetic small and Kara has never been so envious of the penthouse Lena returns to each night.

Kara's neighbours were relatively new to the apartment building. The older lady living there before had decided to move out to be closer to her family and Kara was sad to see her go; she always brought Kara home cooked meals in return for helping with little jobs around her apartment. And when the new girls moved in, Kara thought she got lucky with them being final year students at NCU, which - from her own experience - entailed long nights of studying and catching up on assignments.

That wasn't the case though.

What started as long nights of studying turned into parties, with loud music blaring through the walls and more people in one room than in the entire building.

"Have you talked to them yet?" Lena asks, knowing that Kara has put up with it for almost a month.

"I tried," Kara answers, "they apologised and said they would keep the noise down, but it lasted for like a day."

Kara, in a sleep deprived moment of desperation, considered flying over as Supergirl and scolding them for keeping half the building awake, but just as she was changing into her outfit, Kara realised how suspicious that might seem.

Lena shifts again, turning closer to Kara. "You could stay with me for a few nights to catch up on some sleep?" She offers, but Kara shakes her head, knowing for a fact that she would probably get even less sleep with Lena so close to her.

"I'll figure something out," Kara replies with a sincere smile, "thank you though."

"Well, the offer still stands." Lena says, standing from Kara's desk and smoothing the nonexistent lines on her skirt.

"What are you doing at Catco anyway?" Kara asks, suddenly remembering where she was. It wasn't unusual for Lena to drop by every so often, but ever since she sold the company, her trips there had become less frequent, much to Kara's dismay.

"I have a meeting with Andrea to see how things are going." Lena tilts her head towards the office with glass walls and Andrea is pacing the room, one hand holding a phone to her ear and the other typing on a second phone.

Kara lets out a small laugh. "It's definitely not as fun as it was with you in that office." Her laugh is cut short with a blush at the memories of Lena distracting her from reporting in tight dresses and confident persona.

Lena laughs as well. "I especially miss you stealing all my food when we would have late night dinners."

"You say that as though you didn't order enough food for ten people." Kara bites back, the colour of her face returning to its normal shade.

"And yet you were always still hungry after." She replies, a perfectly plucked eyebrows raising in response.

Kara hates when she does that, the eyebrow thing. Part of her thinks Lena somehow knows what it does to her, how it makes her stomach swoop every time she sees it.