The three of us (karamel baby AU)

Typically perfect

With a sullen face and hands full of takeout bags, Kara stepped into her apartment and sneaked a quick glance around. Not much had changed since earlier in the morning, when the family of three had left to go to work -or in Alura's case, to her grandma's- but Mon-El's shoes had been left by the door and his jacket was draped over the back of the couch. The blonde walked further in, shedding layers of clothes and placing the bags on the coffee table, but she didn't call out for her partner in case their baby was sleeping. Instead, she moved quietly through the apartment and headed straight for the nursery in search of her two people.

She found them playing with each other, all babbling noises and melodic laughs. Mon-El was half naked, his shirt in his hands, and he used it as a cover behind which he hid to play peek-a-boo with their five-month-old. Alura, on the other hand, was fully dressed and lying on the changing table, most likely waiting for her daddy to finish his shenanigans and change her too. So Kara stood at the door, leaning against the frame, and observed the pair. She didn't want to intrude, the moment was too perfect to ruin. Nevertheless, Mon-El noticed her right away and sent her a dimpled smile that she couldn't help but return.

"Hi," she murmured and finally inched closer. Her movements were slow, hinting at her exhaustion, but she eased into Mon-El's outstretched arm and turned her focus onto their tiny angel.

"Hi," Mon-El said back, kissing her temple.

"Have you eaten? I brought food."

He shook his head in response and grabbed his shirt to pull on.

Kara whined as soon as Mon-EI had covered up. "You didn't have to do that," she let out an exaggerated huff and turned to wink at their daughter. Then she picked the little one up and kissed her cheek soundly.

"You're ridiculous," the Daxamite rolled his eyes, amusement lighting up his features. "Allie needs a change by the way," he wrinkled his nose comically and headed for the door.

Kara feigned a gasp in response. "You little-" she started but Mon-El was already halfway out the room, a smug grin on his face. "Daddy's being silly, isn't he, sweetheart?" she asked and Alura laughed as if she'd understood, causing Kara to grin widely at the sound.

Chubby fingers tangled themselves in blond locks and an abundance of pecks were pressed all over naked skin, as the mother undressed her girl and cleaned her up. Giggles filled the room and bounced off the walls, a lyrical sound the parents couldn't get enough of. And when the two had finished the task -which took longer because they had to sneak some fun and love in between- mother and daughter walked into the kitchen, faces pressed close and a miniature hand trying to grab onto the blonde's nose. Mon-El looked up at them, disregarding the plate he'd been filling to watch the two. His face softened, in that way Kara knew he wasn't aware of, and she strode over and nudged him to get his undivided attention.

"Are you okay, babe?" the hero asked, his task completely abandoned now in favor of wrapping both his arms around his girls.

"Tired," Kara mumbled and leaned her head on his upper chest. Alura found a new interest in her daddy's necklace, so Kara took that as a chance to let her eyes fall shut for just a few moments.

"What do you need?"

"Nothing," the blonde assured, "just let me stand here for a minute. I missed you, both of you."

Mon-El kissed her head in response. He took the baby from her arms and held Kara a little tighter. "How was work today?"

Her response was a groan and her eyelids fluttered open. Then she straightened her posture and began rambling about the day's troubles. "I didn't know Snapper had to deal with so much. There's so much to do, so many people to check on every day, so many articles to go over and half of them need to be rewritten multiple times before I can even consider publishing them! And then there are my own articles, I barely had time to put a couple of sentences together today, how am I supposed to write anything when there's all this- this...chaos," she finished, slumping over him again and letting out a meager sigh.