Fics like mine when you're with me

“I’m sure.” Lena doesn’t mean to snap —it’s more of a mild annoyance if anything because if her once best friend doesn’t know that there is no way in hell she would be doing this if she didn’t want to, if she didn’t, however unwillingly, trust Kara with this, then did she ever know her at all? “As long as you’re amenable, Kara, I’m offering my complete consent. Is that okay, or would you like it in writing as well?” For the first time, Lena’s snipe and the crystal clear memory of their last phone call just makes Kara smile. “I’m good,” she says softly. “Good.” “You know, a week ago, the morning after we— I’d convinced myself it was a dream. I was scared to check my call log.” “Do you have many wet dreams about me, Kara?” Kara laughs suddenly, though she can’t help but feel like she’s been missing out on an essential experience. “No.” “Shame.” “You, uh, you hung up last time,” Kara ventures hesitantly. “Before I could…” “If you’re worried I didn’t complete the mission, I’m happy to inform you that I did.” “No, before I could tell you that you sounded beautiful.” -- Or, the one with phone sex and feelings and the complexity of forgiveness.

Fics like mine when you're with me

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