Back to the pizza place

The bell above the pizza shop door jingled softly as he stepped back in, brushing a little Gotham coast wind off his shoulders. He let out a sigh of relief. Another long delivery finished. when he looked toward cash register, he blinked twice.

A hot nerdy chick in a super short skirt was waiting for him. Kara Danvers was waiting for him.

She stood near the counter, adjusting her glasses with a nervous little push against the bridge of her nose. Blonde hair framed her face, tumbling soft and golden under the fluorescent lights. Her blue eyes lit up the room the second she spotted him, her smile immediate and warm.

“There you are!” Kara said, stepping toward him. There was a subtle urgency in her voice, though she tried to mask it with cheer. “Where did you go? I thought you’d be back ages ago.”

He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. “Oh, yeah… boss sent me out way past the city. Almost near the water. Took longer than I thought.”

“Outside Gotham?” Kara repeated, her brows furrowing as if she was piecing something together. She mumbled under her breath, just barely audible. “Ah. That explains it.”

Being a Kryptonian with the ability to hear and see anything, she had almost memorized his heartbeat and could almost find him anywhere in Gotham. Almost. See, Clark had decades of experience with Lois and Bruce. But obviously Kara had only known her crush for a tiny fraction of that time. Not to mention when it came to control, her cousin was FAR superior to her. She kept track of him, but if he ever left the city like he did tonight, unless she flew around, Supergirl would have trouble tracking him.

The pizza guy didn’t even realize it. That long session of sex with Supergirl, it felt like a fever dream. He almost thought it wasn’t real. But he knew it was real, all because of a letter she left in the morning. Yep, the morning after he fucked Supergirl, she, well, she left. Like some sort of casual hook-up.

But in the letter, she explained otherwise.

Super sorry about this but I heard a robbery nearby! Had to leave

- yours truly, SG

It was written in a hurry and it was Supergirl. She probably wasn’t lying, and she wasn’t. Although, admittedly, it was also an excuse because she had no idea how to navigate a hook-up as Supergirl and not Kara. As Kara, she could be herself. She could blush and stammer. But Supergirl? She had an image to keep.

Then again, hearing her beg for his cock, how in the world could he take her seriously? Maybe she was being self-depractive but sex was embarrassing, especially for women.

“Explains what?” he asked, blinking.

Kara shook her head quickly, plastering on another bright smile. “Nothing! Nothing at all.” Then, before he could press, she leaned against the counter and clung a little closer, her hand brushing his arm in a way that made his face heat. “So… since you’re finally back, how about we go on a date?”

“Uh… now?” He glanced at the clock. It was already edging toward night, and he still had a shift. “It’s kinda late for that, isn’t it?”

Kara leaned in with a conspiratorial little grin. “Then how about a date at your place?”

His heart thudded. She said it so casually, like suggesting pizza toppings, but the way her eyes sparkled made it anything but. He opened his mouth to answer—

—and the bell over the door jingled again.