“Woah, I- my wife? You're sure?”
Lena chuckles. Not Lena, but a version of Lena, who is also Lena, and also apparently Kara’s wife. “Yes,” she says.
“I must have some game here.” Kara scratches the back of her neck bewilderedly. “My wife? You’re sure?
“Yes. Not your wife, you understand, but this universe’s version of you. Although I'm sure you’re just as great a company.”
Kara’s back straightens proudly. “My Lena- I mean, the Lena from my universe -she loves spending time with me. We have lunch dates all the time. Friend dates, I mean. Outings? Lunch outings…”
Kara looks increasingly baffled the longer she speaks. Taking pity on her, Lena rounds the desk and rests her palm flat and gentle on the crest of Kara’s suit. “Does your Lena touch you like this?” she asks.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Did she fill your office with flowers?”
“Yes… you did that too?”
Lena smiles. “She’s in love with you. There is not a universe where I have met you and not fallen in love. it's an impossibility, not an improbability.”
“Woah.'' Kara looks away from Lena's overwhelmingly beautiful smile. Then she looks again because she doesn't want to miss it for a second, never does. “You’re really pretty when you smile.”
Lena takes the compliment like it’s a regular occurence, backing away to pick up her tablet. “Thank you darling. Come to the lab with me.”
Kara does not stay behind to look at Lena's ass. She doesn't. Her wife?
(1000% inspired by this comic)