Hey yoga girl | Supercorp

Mind over matter

A week had gone by. Not only Kara had been feeling out of place all week, also assuming the role of Supergirl had been different this week. Wearing her uniform consoled her, like a warm blanket on a rainy day or heavy armour on a battlefield. It shielded her physically and emotionally. It contrasted the emotional train wreck she had been all week because she had never felt so naked and exposed.

Lena had been texting Kara every day since their last meeting. Ranging from: "up for lunch?" to "Kara, are you okay?" and -when she started noticing that Kara ignored her: "Are we okay?" When Kara kept ignoring her, the "Is it because I am a Luthor?" text came in, followed by a sea of flowers the next day with a card attached saying 'I know it is not because I am a Luthor. Are we at least up for yoga this week? Whatever it is, we can talk about it after.'

Kara did not want to talk about it after. She knew she needed her yoga if she ever wanted to solve this thing with Lena. However just the thought of being in the same room with Lena fueled her frustrations even more. A side of her savored the memories of Lena buttoning up her blouse, her arms around her waist, the vicinity of her body. Another side of her was just mad at Lena for teasing her and then blue balling her. Rao, how should we approach each other tomorrow? I need some sleep. Please let me sleep?

Her night would remain sleepless. Through the chatter in her mind and the bustling sounds of the city, she could hear a cry for help from a familiar voice. Lena. Despite everything Kara could not bear to leave Lena in danger, so off she goes. Mid-flight to the L Corp building the screaming stops. When she approaches she sees Lena lying on her couch, seemingly vast asleep, balcony door wide open. Kara takes the liberty to enter and quietly approaches the brunette, feeling relieved to find Lena in a safe place.

You look like an angel. You would not harm a fly. You did not mean to harm me, I know. We can make this right. She blows a gentle blow in Lena's face, making Lena's nose wiggle. "Lena," she softly whispers. "Kara.." Her eyes still closed and very much asleep. "Miss Luthor, please wake up." Kara gently brushes her cheek. Lena 's eyes open, her eyelids flutter at the sight of finding Supergirl rather than Kara: "S..supergirl, what are you doing here? Did Kara send you?"

Wh-what? And eh hello, why were you screaming? "Kara Danvers most certainly did not send me. You called for me. You sounded distressed. Yet when I arrived I found you sound asleep."

Lena brings her body into a seated position. She has a worried look on her face, as she squints her eyes her forehead wrinkles.

"Dear, I guess I just had a terrible nightmare." Lena looks as if she is trying to recall what she just dreamt, staring into the night lights.

"Happy to hear that is the case rather than finding you in need for help."

"You know... I have this feeling. It creeps into my body. A feeling rooted in my past. A feeling from home."

"Please, if it would make you feel better, you can tell me about it."

"Oh Supergirl, are you sure you want to hear about my twisted family stories? What's it worth to you? Don't you have better things to do?"

"Well, first of all, Tuesday nights are usually pretty quiet. Second of all, what it's worth to me: I care about your wellbeing miss Luthor. You are a good friend of Kara Danvers, who is very precious to me and therefore so are you. You are a inspiring woman, despite or may be even thanks to your family. It would be a pleasure to know more about you. Does Supergirl even say these kind of things? Why am I doubting what Supergirl says? I AM Supergirl.

Upon Supergirl mentioning Kara's name, Lena seems to temporarily snap out of her distant state of being.

"Kara. Yes. By any chance Supergirl, have you..." Been avoiding you? Yes. Been utterly taken aback by our last meeting? Yes. Here it comes. Please Rao, what should I answer.