Supercorp- One shots

Kinky PTA Moms (3/3)

"Mom?"

"Hmm?" Kara says absent-mindedly, halfway through typing a sentence and only half listening. She can hear Conner sigh, but she also needs to complete this thought and several others in a coherent fashion before 9pm, or her new boss will make her life a living hell.

What Cat was doing hiring Snapper, Kara has no idea. But he's been putting pressure on the journalist staff like never before, and more often than not it means working until midnight these days.

"When will Momma be home?"

Conner sounds despondent. Kara pauses in her work, seized with sudden guilt as she looks at his morose face across the kitchen island.

The truth is, Kara has no idea when Lena will be home. L-Corp was rocked by a mild scandal about three months ago – an ex-employee leaked an unfinished tech project, and the resulting wave of people attempting to use and capitalize on it before it was safe meant that people got hurt. No matter how much Kara tries to reassure her, Lena seems to feel that it's her own personal responsibility to both fix the company's image and alter the technology to be safer; and while Kara understands, they hardly have time to spend with Conner or each other these days. Lena works until all hours, sometimes sleeping at the office and falling back to her old habits out of stress, and with her own new boss and responsibilities Kara is hardly home enough herself to try to fix it.

Kara scoots her chair closer, putting a comforting hand over Conner's. "I'm not sure, sweetie. She had to work late tonight."

"She works late every night," Conner grumbles, tugging his hand away and turning back to his homework. "I practically live with Grandma."

Kara tries not to flinch. She knows he isn't trying to hurt her – he just misses Lena, like Kara does. But he's right.

"She has to," Kara says gently, trying to reassure herself as much as her son, and Conner screws his mouth up into a twist in a way that Kara knows he got from her. Lena has commented on it more than once, always with a fond expression, and it makes Kara wish more than ever that she was here.

As if Conner has read her mind he sighs, tapping his pencil on the page of his workbook.

"I miss her."

Kara smiles sadly, throwing a one-armed hug around his shoulders and kissing the top of his ruffled hair.

"I do too, kiddo."

The truth in her voice seems to make him feel better. He goes back to his homework, and Kara tries her best to get back into the swing of her article – but after Conner's admission, the only thing she can think about is how hard the last few months have been.

Ever since things went south at L-Corp, it hasn't just been their physical intimacy that's disappeared. It's been all intimacy. In fact she's hardly seen Lena at all since this all started – Lena leaves before Kara wakes up, and is often home past midnight if she comes home at all. The most contact she has with her wife is a kiss on the forehead when she leaves in the morning and the occasional mid-day text message, and it's starting to approach touch starvation.

After the fifth time reading the exact same sentence in her article, Kara finally saves the file and exits the document. For tonight, Snapper can go fuck himself. Kara needs some quality time with her wife.

"You know what?" Kara says, shutting her laptop decisively. "I'm going to go pick her up, so she doesn't fall asleep at the office again. Will you be okay if I drop you off with Auntie Alex for a while?"

"I'm eight now, you know. I can stay home alone for an hour."

"I know, I know, you're practically an adult. Pack up your homework, okay?"