Forgotten Melodies (Lena X Reader)

Waverider

Lena questioned her decision again for the one-hundredth time as (Y/n) led her down a long hallway, her eyes taking in the metal sidings suspiciously.

It was slightly surreal and massively fascinating that this ship traveled through time.

Lena turned her attention back to (Y/n), who had spent the last five minutes since they had boarded smiling from ear to ear, giving Lena a small tour.

She was being far too cute.

"This is the place I outrun Mick and stole his whole keg of beer!" (Y/n) beamed proudly.

"And that is a good thing?" Lena asked.

"Of course, you have no idea how much he coverts his beer." (Y/n) shrugged, she'd worked very hard to get a hold of Mick Rory's secret stash. "But, I stole the whole lot of it." (Y/n) proudly said.

Lena laughed, charmed by the childish woman. Lena liked this side of (Y/n) carefree and endearing, she was finding (Y/n) more attractive the more she knew her.

Ahead of them, Lena caught sight of the annoyingly familiar blonde woman. Lena tampered down her annoyance at seeing Sara Lance's face break out into a broad smile.

"(Y/n)!" Sara enthusiastically shouted.

"Sara!" (Y/n) spun around on her heels and threw herself at the shorter woman.

Lena hated seeing them embrace, she hated knowing that (Y/n) felt things for the blonde woman. She knew it was irrational, but she couldn't get rid of them.

"Sara, you remember Lena." (Y/n) smiled, breaking away from Sara and reaching out to Lena.

"I do." Sara smiled, there was something about that smile Lena didn't trust. She'd been planning something, and Lena was the subject Sara had been plotting against. "Game night was fun, I heard (Y/n) had a lot of fun that night."

Sara winked at (Y/n), and Lena really wanted to reach out and punch the smug woman, what was she grinning for?

"Oh, yeah." (Y/n)'s cheeks grew redder. "I mean my friend Lena, this is Lena, we are friends."

Sara tried to smother her laugh.

Lena frowned.

"Unclench your jaw Lena, this is supposed to be fun," Sara said, grinning, the woman was far too uptight, which was a surprise after (Y/n) had spent hours talking about it the beautiful Lena Luthor.

Lena felt a little awkward when (Y/n) turned to study her face.

"You're boring her Sara, I promised Lena that I'd show her Ray's lab and she's fascinated by the whole ship." (Y/n) said covering for the woman.

Lena had never felt more grateful,

Sara gave Lena a warm smile. "Yes, but you may regret that when you meet Ray."

"No one regrets meeting Ray." (Y/n) bluntly replied. "And those who will never meet him secretly mourn their loss."

"(Y/n) is in charge of Ray's PR." Sara shrugged. "They've always gotten on well."

Lena frowned. She hated this feeling whenever Sara spoke and revealed something Lena never knew about (Y/n). She knew it was irrational, but she felt it all the same.

"Come this way Lena, I'll show you where the magic happens, and you can meet the rest of the guys," Sara said, motioning them to follow her, and so they did.

"She's happy today," Lena whispered.

"Yeah, she must have gotten up on the right side of the bed for a change." (Y/n) replied in a hushed, conspiratorial tone.