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We can make our lives on the go
Run away with me
“Run away with me.” Kara exhaled in the midst of exhaustion. “I mean it, Lena. Can we just get away from National City and find a quaint cottage somewhere in the countryside and we can live a peaceful quiet life away from all this-” vaguely gesturing around her “crap.”
Feeling the weight of Kara’s honest words heavily settling on her shoulders. The endless meetings and nights spent tinkering in the lab were finally catching up to Lena, and she knew her best friend was fairing no better. “You know that I would if I could Kara,-“ Carefully reaching out to stroke Kara’s knuckles and offering a shy smile at the thought of the superheroes’ imagination, “but there are people that need us here, as much as it pains me to admit.”
“I know. I wish everything wasn’t so difficult all the time.” Kara whispered quietly, a note of defeat in her voice. "Sometimes I dream about a life outside of National City. One where we go to the farmer’s market every Sunday morning together and maybe adopt a dog together or even find a nice bookshop to hide in together. I just want to be just Kara to someone. Not Kara Danvers or Supergirl. Me, Kara Zor-El, who would adore a peaceful life like that, but I feel so selfish for having these feelings.”
“One thing I can be sure of, you are the most selfless person I know. You give so much to everyone around you and expect nothing in return. And you must realise by now that you will always be Kara Zor-El to me. My Kara Zor-El.”
“Your Kara?” The blonde-haired girl tilted her head to the side adopting a gentle smile upon hearing a glimpse into what felt like a confession.
“Of course, darling.” Green eyes tore themselves away the moment the atmosphere gets too real, not wanting to overindulge herself in the kaleidoscope of Kara’s fantasies, “Now Miss Zor-El, let’s get your cute butt to bed before we pass out on your very uncomfortable coach.