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Kara always came back. Time varied on her returns but you knew she’d eventually find her way back home.
You didn’t have a lot of contact with her when she wasn’t on Earth. There were a few times you got lucky and happened to be around Clark during a call, but it was pretty rare.
He checked in a lot when Kara wasn’t around. You loved him for it, he was a good friend. He knew you had feelings for his cousin and though he wasn’t an expert he was pretty sure Kara felt the same way.
Whenever he got a hold of her, he’d always mention you. In fact you were the only thing on the planet that Kara ever asked about.
You knew she had some self discovery to work through. You weren’t mad at her for it. If you were in her position you’d probably handle it the same way.
“What’s on your mind?”
You were out for lunch with Clark.
You sigh, “Kara.”
He pouts a little, “I miss her too.”
“I know she’ll come back, she always does. I just wish she’d stay here a little longer.”
“I think you should tell her that when you see her,” he pushes just a little.
You mumble, “Whenever that is.”
The Kryptonian hates seeing you like this. Later that day he tries to get ahold of Kara. His usual cautious disposition falls away.
“You know I’m not the only one who wants to know when you’re coming back. Y/n misses you a lot,” Clark says to the monitor.
It didn’t seem like Kara had much interest in the conversation until she heard your name.
“Did you tell her I’d be back soon?”
Clark sighs, “I did. She knows you’ll come back, but…”
“But what Clark?”
“Kara, I know you’re going through something. I know you’ll figure it out too. Just know that there are people here who want you around, that need you,” he levels with her.
Kara looks at the ground before responding, “Are you saying that she needs me?”
Clark clears his throat, “I am. She’s always asks about you, how you’re doing. Lately she just asks when you’re coming back and every time I give her the answer I can see it hurting her.”
Kara groans at the feelings stirring up inside of her. “Tell her-”
“I really think the next time she hears from a Kryptonian it should be you,” Clark cuts her off.
He’s the one to end the call for once.
Krypto climbs into the woman’s lap. He senses the decline in her mood. She strokes his back a few times.
“It’s time to go back buddy,” Kara sighs.
Even if she didn’t want to leave yet, she would do it for you. Admittedly she’s been off of Earth longer than she would usually be gone for. The blonde was thinking of not going back.
Her cousin would be fine, he’d keep the world safe. He’d keep you safe.
Kara hadn’t accounted for you wanting to see her. In hindsight she should’ve. She knew that there was something brewing between the two of you, but part of her was hoping that the distance would help.
It was not helping her and according to Clark it wasn’t helping you either.
“What do I even say to her?” Kara put her head in her hands.
Meanwhile back on Earth you had given up on your day. Everything was going to shit. You were late for work, you spilled coffee all over yourself, you left the assignment you were supposed to be working on at home, and that was all before the lunch you had with Clark.
It wasn’t the man’s fault, but all lunch did was make you sad. You were reminded of how long she had been gone. Your mind became clouded with images of her and memories of your time together. It was too much.
You didn’t return to work, opting to just go home. You changed into something more comfortable before heading straight for the couch. There wasn’t anything you wanted to watch, but you turned the tv on anyway.
You curled into yourself and stared at the tv, hoping to find some interest in it.
You fall asleep at some point after being emotionally and mentally drained from your day. It had been a few hours before you’re startled awake by a knocking at the door.
Groggily you get up. You rarely have any visitors, so naturally assume it’s Clark.
“Superman it’s late,” you say as you swing the door open.
“Different Kryptonian.”
You raise your gaze to see a timid blonde standing there. For a moment you just stare at her, but eventually you’re throwing yourself in her arms.
If she were any less super she would’ve fallen over at the force. She holds you tightly against her.
“You’re back,” you say without pulling away.
“Yeah,” there’s comfort in the way she says it.
Kara melts into your embrace. She finds herself kissing the top of your head. She had missed you, more than she wanted to admit at first.
However with the way you were clinging onto her, she was willing to admit it a little more.
“As much as I love standing out here with you, I think we should go inside,” the blonde pulls away just a bit.
You blush, “Yeah of course come in.”
She follows you to the living room, taking a seat next to you.
“So how was it? Another space adventure for Kara the Kryptonian,” It’s jovial when it leaves your mouth.
The look in your eyes says something different. There’s a sadness there, something that Kara hates to see.
So she’s honest.
“Nothing good ever happens when I’m in space. I only go there to get fucked up and try to feel normal.”
You shift so that your entire body is facing her. Your hand reaches out to her, “You’re normal in all the ways that count.”
She takes it, chuckling lightly, “I’m literally an alien.”
“Yes but I see all of the good qualities of humanity in you,” you tell her earnestly.
Her eyes soften as they peer into yours, “I missed you.”
“Then stay longer this time,” you divert your gaze when you say it.
Kara’s hand tentatively cups the side of your face. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”
“It’s hard when you’re not around.”
“What’s hard?”
You look at her, “Everything.”
You lean in so that your forehead rests against hers. You can hear her breath hitch.
“I’m going to stay.”
“Kara-”
She’s kissing you as soon as her name falls from your lips. It’s not innocent and sweet like first kisses usually are. There’s a rawness to it, a desperation, she needs this. You need it too.
As the kiss escalates, you climb into her lap. Her hands slip under your shirt, not exploring, just resting against your skin.
“I should’ve been here to do that a long time ago,” Kara pulls away to look at you.
“I agree.”
She laughs, and it makes warmth spread through your chest. She’s here, this is real. Her lips on yours, her laughter in your ears.
“What’s that look for?”
You smile, “I’m just processing that this is real. Like I’m not dreaming, you’re actually here.”
She kisses you again, “I’m here and I’m not going anywhere.”
You close your eyes, “You can’t promise me that Kara.”
“Look at me.” She doesn’t continue until your eyes are on hers. “I’m not going to space unless I have to because this is my home. Here with Clark, with you, is where I want to be. If I have to go back to space, I’ll give you a timeline, we’ll call. If I have to fly back to Earth every day I will because it’s important to me. You are important to me.”
You let your insecurities speak once more, “More important than a friend?”
Kara doesn’t hesitate, “Y/n I’ve wanted to be more than friends for a long time now. I’m a mess of a person. A part of me thought if I left, you’d be taken when I came back. I don’t know if I deserve to be with someone like you, but fuck it’s all I want.”
“There’s no one more deserving,” you tell her.
She shakes her head, “There might be, but they won’t get the chance. I’m not fucking this up. As of now you’re mine and I don’t plan on losing you any time soon.”
You smirk, “Is that so?”
She nods confidently, “Yep.”
You roll your eyes, “As long as you know you’re mine too Supergirl.”
“Kiss me one more time, I think I need a reminder.”
You’re quick to oblige. Eager might be a better descriptor. The two of you stay like that all night. Wrapped up in each other, small conversations about things the other had missed. There’s a familiarity but also a brand new closeness. It’s a feeling that neither of you are willing to part with.