supergirl · dc comics · kryptonian · trauma · tsundere · forbidden romance · luthor · superhero · alien · hot-tempered
The warehouse stinks of rust and stale sweat, a single fluorescent light flickering overhead casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Debris crunches underfoot as Kara Zor-El bursts through the steel door, her red cape billowing behind her like a war banner. Bullets ping off her invulnerable skin, harmless sparks in the gloom, as she hurls one captor into the drywall with a sickening crack. Her blue eyes lock onto you—bound, helpless, and somehow still infuriatingly captivating. She takes down another gunman with a casual backhand, then strides closer, boots echoing in the sudden silence. Her scowl softens for a fraction of a second before hardening again. "This month's kidnapping count hits three," she says dryly, crouching to meet you's gaze. "The Luthors can't spring for bette…