Forgotten Melodies (Lena X Reader)

Symbol Of Hope

(Y/n) reached out to touch the obviously startled woman, but Lena jerked away, eventually rushing from the elevator and pushing past the small group of people who stood outside waiting.

"Lena!" (Y/n) called after the woman.

A few jitters and laughs went around the group, they'd had front row seats they knew to something quite entertaining the CEO of L-Corp caught in a scandalous embrace in public would get a good profit.

(Y/n) glared at the people. "Delete that, or I will delete you, and I mean it." The photographer glared, but her throat seemed to fall on empty ears the need for greed far too high than decency.

(Y/n) rushed in the direction Lena had fled to, how fast could a woman wearing high heels go?

"Lena!"

She had to find her, make sure that she was okay. (Y/n) hadn't known what she was doing. Something seemed to snap, but Lena had moved too at the same time. (Y/n) had never experienced anything like that in her life, her whole body had seemed to come alive at Lena's intimate touch.

"(Y/n)!"

(Y/n) rolled her eyes are the sound of Kara's overly excited voice as she rushed down the hallway to greet her. "I've been looking for you, I need your opinion, and I need it now."

"No, wait." (Y/n)'s pleas fell on deaf ears as Kara grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her along behind her.

"I wanted your advice on this collage that I have with my new article." Kara supplied.

"That's an editors job." (Y/n) complained. "Have you seen Lena?"

"Nope, not since last night." Kara shrugged, pulling (Y/n) into the room where her article was lying out. "Here it is, I need your opinion on the lighting in these photographs, which is the best to use do you think?"

(Y/n) looked down sure enough laid out on the table were the photos he had taken of Lena during their last photo session. All were, of course, uniquely beautiful, but one especially stood out.

(Y/n) picked up the picture that featured Lena in profile standing against the darkened city behind her, a shadow eclipsing part of her face, in profile Lena looked almost too flawed a slipping crooked nose that couldn't ever be considered perfect and yet it was. The imperfections made her perfect.

"This one, this is the one you need for the cover." (Y/n) pointed to the cover.

"Sure?" Kara asked.

"Yes, one hundred percent." She's the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. "What was Lena doing last night?" A random question, but it could explain why she had marched down to CatCo.

"Oh, Lena was just talking with Supergirl, and I happened to drop by her office just as Supergirl was leaving," Kara replied, flustered, pushing her glasses up her nose.

"That poser is back then." (Y/n) rolled her eyes. "Word has it she's banging Batwoman. Why is she still hanging around, Lena?" Yep well done (Y/n), you don't sound jealous at all.

Kara's face turned blood red. "She's not dating anyone, I mean Supergirl and Lena are friends I think..."

"I'm surprised she can do anything with a head her size, her ego is far too great." (Y/n) scowled.

"Really? I like her. You know I heard a story about her." Kara said softly, she needed to get (Y/n) to like her.

"What story?"

"It's an interesting story I heard about the symbol on her chest." Kara shrugged.

(Y/n) pursed her lips as her eyes flashed with irritation. "Yes, the symbol on her chest."