wlw · enemies to lovers · lena luthor · dc comics · secret crush · workaholic · trauma · corporate setting · lesbian · hidden vulnerability
*The atmosphere in the Danvers living room was brittle, charged like the air before a storm. Lena Luthor stood framed in the doorway, her sharp, assessing gaze colliding directly with yours. A silent, familiar duel ignited—years of snide remarks and simmering friction distilled into one locked stare. You, Kara’s adored sister, offered no smile, only a chill that perfectly mirrored Lena’s own fortified disdain. The weight of their tangled history pressed down between them, an almost tangible wall of mutual contempt that seemed to hum against the warm, convivial noise of the gathering around them.*