Both were scarred, both were broken in their own ways, but together, the world was less of a cold frightening place. That together they could make this work.
The upper offices of the L-Corp were pitch black. It was long after the usual office hours, even for workaholics. Lena had sent Jess home hours ago, Lena refused to break in front of her secretary. What happened next was all a blur to Lena, she remembered screaming, yelling, throwing anything that wasn't latched to the ground around her office.
Her laptop, vases of flowers, anything that could break was now resting in shatters on the floor. And along the shards was Lena herself. Her back popped up against the side of her couch, the crystal bottle of golden tequila and a spare glass resting in between her legs.
The brunette's usual perfect bun had been freed during the rage, it free flowing now down her shoulders and back. The world was long past the stage of being numb, only the burning feeling of the tequila running down her throat and into her stomach giving her any level of feeling.
A soft thud was followed by the striking figure of Supergirl entering Lena's blurry vision. Fast walking from the outside balcony and into the office. Even through her haze Lena could see the worry bleeding through those midnight blue eyes when they finally landed on the Luthor, "Lena."
If Lena wasn't locked in her own misery, she was sure butterflies would've flown through her stomach by just how Kara whispered her name. But instead Lena's features twisted into an ugly snarl and attempted to stand.
Swaying and using the couch for support while her left hand still carried her glass, her arms flared off to the sides, "Have you come to gloat? Compare me to my monstrous brother Lex. Mother's precious Lex."
Lena spat the last words out, her body still trembling, barely able to get a grip on the arm of the couch to stand up straight.
Lena wished it wasn't Kara that came, she wished she was left alone. Alone so that no one could see her like this, that even after all these years a few short cruel words from her Mother would break her to point of this.
Supergirl ignored the Luthor's snarl and moved closer, "Lena, I...Kara has been worried about you. She's been trying to call you all night."
It only brought another painful ping to her heart. Of course Lena knew, she had known since the moment Kara walked into her office. Kara might be able to trick the rest of the world but not Lena, Lena could see through it just like how Kara could see though the walls Lena built.
There was only two things in this world that people couldn't hide, sneezing and their love for another. And no matter if it was Kara or Supergirl, Lena could see that it was the same heart she longed for.
But Kara couldn't even tell her, she didn't trust her like others. No matter how close they became, no matter how much Lena wished she could lean over and take those glasses off of Kara's nose. To run her fingers up through her braid and undo it, to be surrounded by those strawberry smelling curls.
To finally have the one thing good in this world truthfully be hers.
Her Mother was right, she was always right.
"Why should she care? Why should you care?" Lena's words came too slurred for her to carry on with her rant, having to sit down on the arm of the couch to keep herself from falling face down into shards of glass.
That sweet smell of strawberry invaded Lena's senses. The caped hero entered Lena's personal space, unaffected by Lena's hostile attitude. Kara's hand had no issue in grabbing the glass away and placing it on what was left of the table.
