Forgotten Melodies (Lena X Reader)

I'm Sorry But SuperGirl Sucks.....

(Y/n) had never had a problem with hard work; in her life, she had to do things that would make the hardest of hearts wince with regret.

Being told her first assignment was to go to Lena Luthor's office and take a set of official photographs for an interview Kara Danvers was about to conduct, was infuriating. (Y/n) didn't want to be in the same small room as that woman. It was bad enough being in the same city.

Hell, being on the same continent, was too close to her.

(Y/n) couldn't change that, she still had two years of her contract to fulfill, it turns out some Californian sun was going to come with a price.

Stealing herself, (Y/n) took a deep breath running her hands through her hair, the best she could do to make sure the wind hadn't messed it up.

The secretary had said to go into Lena's office so (Y/n) pushed open the door and stepped inside, at first glance, the room was empty.

The office wasn't as big as (Y/n) had expected, it was more spacious and minimalistic, with the big windows dominating the room.

Eyes drawn to the windows that was when (Y/n) saw two bodies move. One the photographer was in no doubt was Lena Luthor, she'd spent far too much time admiring the generous curves of her body.

The other figure made (Y/n) roll her eyes. Supergirl was smiling and hopping from one foot to another like a slithering idiot, a big sloppy grin on her face. (Y/n) had the urge to punch her off the balcony.

She knew she could do it, she was standing too close to Lena that must be crime enough to fit the punishment.

Impatient (Y/n) approached the doorway to the balcony, Supergirl's eyes going wide with shock the moment her eyes landed on (Y/n).

"I don't have much time, Ms. Luthor if we could get this over with, you can go back to your little date." (Y/n) said harshly. "Your little date with the flying poser." (Y/n) muttered under her breath.

Lena turned around, her brows turned down in annoyance, and (Y/n) forgot to breathe.

"You are the one who is late," Lena replied sternly.

"Lena, I'm going to leave you now, will you be okay?" Supergirl interrupted, forcing Lena to turn back to her a big smile on her face as she bid her farewell, rubbing her arm with a reassuring smile.

"I'll be fine, thank you," Lena replied softly.

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, wasn't it typical the flying show off was dating Lena Luthor.

When Lena returned to face Her smile was gone the warmth in her eyes had departed, her green eyes were now cold and harsh. "If we can get a move on, I am a busy woman," Lena said, flippantly pushing past (Y/n).

"Gosh, am I holding up Ms. CEO from doing extra important things? Darn it, I'm so sorry I had some trouble in traffic." (Y/n) waved her arms out as she joked curtseying.

Lena rolled her eyes at the woman's dramatics. "Get on with it."

(Y/n) blew out a frustrated breath, crouching down to rifle through her bag pulling out her trusty new favorite toy, Nikon D750, her go-to for portraits.

Lena watched intently, her arms crossed over her chest. "Is that what you use for your nudes?" The woman asked mockingly.

(Y/n) looked up at the woman, an eyebrow rising higher on her forehead. "Seen my nudes huh, did you like them?"

"They were naked women." Lena shrugged.

"I know." (Y/n) flashed a big grin.

A bolt of white-hot jealousy cut through Lena. She'd been left scarred and bitter while (Y/n) had skipped on her merry way to take pictures of naked attractive women and had no memory of her.