#even the rojarias fic i wrote minutes before i opened this prompt THAT FIC HAS A PALM KISS lol

[from-a-reckless-writer]

1, pretty please?

Lena wakes up with a groan. There's somebody looming over her shaking her shoulder. She buries herself deeper into the pillows.

"Lena, Lena, hey. Wake up, baby."

She grumbles out a grumpy mrrrp sound, before opening her eyes. The sight that greets her should be illegal this early in the morning. Kara is wearing a pastel long sleeves button down, tucked into fitted slacks, her belt waking up all the sleeping neurons in Lena's brain. There's a bag slung over her shoulder, and she's wearing that smile reserved only for Lena. Lena wants to kiss it off her stupid morning person face.

"W-wha- Why're dressed?" Lena slurs, eyes blinking heavily.

"Lena," Kara chuckles, amused, she crouches down, kneels besides the bed, hand moving from Lena's shoulder to cup a cheek. "It's my first day, remember? My first day as CatCo's Editor-in-Chief?"

And, okay, maybe Lena sorta kinda remembers that? She shifts to face Kara, and a soreness spreads across her body, makes itself known. Flashes of last night glimpse through her mind and oh. Oh okay, that explains why she feels tired, why she woke up late.

"That's today?"

"Mhmm, yeah. I didn't wanna wake you. You looked so cute sleeping. But I also didn't want to go without saying goodbye," Kara tells her, thumb rubbing across her skin. She feels warmth blooming in her cheeks at the gesture.

"Ohmmmkay. M'sorry. My brain isn't working right now-" Kara just chuckles at her again. "But m'love you 'n wish you the best 'n uh- g'dluck. You're gonna do s'well. I love you again." And then she goes and turns, tilts her head to kiss Kara's palm. Kara bursts into laughter, shoulders shaking, trying to contain it.

"Wha's so funny?"

"Nothing, nothing, it's just that- why'd you kiss my palm when you can kiss my lips?"

Oh, oh yeah. Lena can do that now. She doesn't have to hide under 'platonic affectionate gestures', doesn't have to hesitate whether or not she's allowed to touch Kara.

"I-oh. Right. Yes. I can do that now?"

"Yeah, you can, baby."

"M'can do that now. C'mere then. Kara, kiss me please?"

Kara doesn't even let her finish, pressing her lips softly into hers.

"Mhm, that's better than kissing your palm."