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bakerstreet2025-05-18 12:45 am
oneholysock) wrote in bakerstreet2025-05-18 12:45 am
midnight texting
The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed |
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[Her eyes watch him in rapt attention, drinking him in as her pupils dilate at the sight. She noticed again the tattoo, the scars that decorated his skin, and how prominent his physique is. Kara had to wonder to herself how she could have had her blinders on all of this time.]
Hmm, [She tucks a hair behind her ear, pausing to think what to say, licking her lips absently,] So I thought... the first time you met me, you didn't like me very much. Was I wrong?
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It's not that I disliked you, Kara. [ oliver not always giving the warmest first impression might be the understatement of the decade. even barry could attest to it. ] I looked at you and...you're stunningly beautiful, happy, and it looked like you could do anything.
[ a gentle shrug of his shoulders, not in a dismissive way, but he pauses, distracted by the way her tongue runs across her bottom lip. ] Sorry...what I was trying to say is, I didn't know what to make of you. I thought that couldn't be the real you and I was wrong, Kara.
[ for someone that takes pride in his ability to read people, he couldn't have been more wrong about her ] Granted, I couldn't have realized then how much time I was going to spend thinking about kissing you.
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[She couldn't help but bury her face into the throw pillow for a bit, heaving a breath as she willed her heartbeat to slow down.]
To be fair, [Her voice was soft, her head not leaving the soft surface of the pillow just yet, but she does turn so he could see her blushing face,] I do put up a front. Out of habit. So I could fit in better and survive living here on Earth. You weren't wrong that it might not have been the real me you were seeing. But sometimes, the only time I can be me is when I'm Supergirl. But that's not... right either. Kara Zor-El is both Kara Danvers and Supergirl.
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[ it's the vulnerability that really gets to him; the way Kara looks with her hair splayed out against the pillow, turning to look at him through the screen. he nods, listening quietly. wanting to let the words linger for just a moment ]
I like seeing the real you, Kara. Someone once told me a man cannot live by two names. He was right...when it came to me. I didn't know where Oliver Queen ended and Green Arrow began. [ his eyebrows knit together as he leans forward just a little ] But you? Kara Zor-El is both.
And that's the person, you, that I haven't been able to stop thinking about lately.
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I like that I can be myself around you, Oliver. I don't even have to think about it. I've been thinking about you a lot, too. It took me a bit to realize how deeply I felt. I did tell you I can be so oblivious... [A nod.] So.
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[ fingers move through his short hair as he watches Kara, even through the distance, he would have sworn in that moment he could feel the warmth radiating off her. swallowing, he looks off into the distance as Oliver weighs her words, finding some random spot on one of the foundry's walls.
it isn't because he doesn't want to look at her. it's just part of his thought process ]
You had every reason to be oblivious. [ when his gaze returns, he's looking back at the screen, more steady ] It wasn't something I planned to act on. And...I didn't expect to go from that — to now using every ounce of self-restraint to not ask you to speed over here.
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[She sits up straighter, nodding at his words while hugging the pillow tightly in her arms.]
... Is it bad that I want to? You're... [Sighs, absently grabbing fistfuls of the fabric.] making me want to be a bit selfish.
[She could never afford to be selfish. Not Kara Danvers, especially not Supergirl; A woman who fiercely and readily advocates for other people at the expense of herself, leaving her wants and needs by the wayside.]
Huh. I never admitted that to anyone before...
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[ that's the truth they both carry, isn't it? when you feel as if you belong to the world, not out of obligation but the need to make a difference ]
It's not bad. [ head tilted back, he glances up towards the ceiling, eyebrows knitting together ] I'll tell you something that I am...terrible about convincing myself to follow.
You deserve to get to be Kara sometimes. Just Kara. Not Supergirl. Even when it's only for a night.
[ the amount of people that have spent time trying to convince oliver that he deserves to be happy is substantial. listening to that is something else entirely ]