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"You're beginning to feel less like a friend and more like home."
-faraway
There is really no reason for Lena to come to Midvale with her. There is also no reason for anyone to question if she does.
Still, Kara is armed with exactly fifty-two reasons why Lena should accompany her, some of them are:
Lena needs a break, she's overworking herself with her new pet project.
Lena won't eat properly unless Kara forces her to go for lunch (Jess is great but doesn't have super strength).
Kara doesn't want to be the third wheel to Alex and Kelly's romantic bike.
Eliza likes Lena and they can both talk about scientific stuff.
Kara could keep going, she has forty-eight incredibly valid reasons for why Lena should come to Midvale left, remember?
And no, not even a single one of those reasons include Kara not being willing to spend two weeks without seeing her best friend's face. It's a beautiful face, it could easily be reason number one.
"It's Midvale, not Milan." Kara half jokes when she sees the size of Lena's suitcase.
"Is it too much? I have no idea how's the Midvale and I don't trust weather broadcast or your sense of temperature."
Kara considers telling her that her outfits most of the time are too much. Even now, when she's dressing 'casual' Lena looks far too expensive for a small town in which flannel and jeans are kings; just her stud diamond earrings are worth more than a year of Kara's rent.
But she can see in the fidgeting of Lena's hands that she's genuinely nervous so Kara saves her comment and places her own suitcase next to her friend's in the trunk.
"My sense of temperature is just fine, and so are you."
Lena tilts her head and arches an eyebrow, nervousness forgotten in favor of flustering Kara.
"I meant your clothes." she clarifies.
"I never suggested otherwise."
She didn't, explicitly, but Lena finds too much joy in making fun of Kara with her flirty comments. "Whateveeer, are we good to go?"
"Aren't we waiting Alex and Kelly?"
"They'll leave tomorrow in the afternoon, Kelly forgot she has a presentation for the steering committee."
"Then I'll need your mom's address because I was planning on just following Alex."
"What? Are you driving?"
Lena looks at her like she just grew another head.
"It's my car and your driving skills don't exist."
"Don't be dramatic, I can totally drive."
"But I'd prefer to get to Midvale with my cervicals in their place."
Kara sighs and let's herself fall against the hood, hugging it. True, she may not be the most deft person out there when it comes to driving but she appreciates good cars, especially this silver red Martin DB5. Lena told her it was Lex’s present for her sixteenth birthday, and that when she came back from boarding school he got it sent to Metropolis.
When Lena tells her stories like that, loosened after two or three glasses of wine, Kara too wishes to have met that Lex. The one that was a caring brother to Lena and a loyal friend to Kal.
Beep beep!
“Kara, stop being ridiculous and get in the car.” Lena calls her from the driver’s seat.
“Chill,Miss Bossy.”
Kara gets in and buckles up, not even feeling ashamed of her huge pout, she knows that Lena thinks is cute.
“If you’re driving then I’ll be the DJ.” she says, already turning on her bluetooth and clicking on the playlist she had especifically prepared for this ocassion.
Lena ignites the car and turns up the volume of the music, it’s one of her favorite songs. Damn it, she didn’t think through her musical revenge.
“Be good and I may let you drive for a while.” Lena says with a wink, Kara can’t keep the blush away from her face.
Rao, this is going to be a long trip.