I reach over to the car side door to try and tussle the handle (more like ripe the fucking door off) but freeze when Lex taps on a glass screen beside his car seat and a magical bar appears forth out of the ground from nowhere.

"Drink?" He offered.

"I'm not allowed," I swiftly answer, being for once grateful of my imposed 'Do Not Drink!' rule.

I have still yet to have been given the answer as to if Kryptonians can get drunk.

"Juice, then? Tea?"

I shook my head vigorously.

"I don't drink...liquid." I fight for an excuse.

Lex chuckles at my absurd response.

"Very well," he says, "I'll leave you alone."

We drive in silence for about until the deafening quiet was starting to weigh in on me and I begin to fidget.

"You can drop me over here! It's fine!" I blurt out.

He may have said he knew where I lived, but I wasn't gonna trust him.

He could very well be lying and trying to drop me off to get a feel of if he was close to my home, and in so doing figure out where me and Kal (my Kal, not Kaldur) actually live.

At the thought of Kaldur my heart sank again and I realized I wasn't quite ready to go home yet.

Asinine as it may sound, I was more willing to spend time with Lex then go back home and face whatever was waiting for me there.

So think, Kara Zor-El, what do you do when you don't want to go home and simultaneously do not want to lead a supervillain to said home?

"Can I go to your place?" I say.

"What?" Lex says.

WHAT!? I scream at me. Are. You. Demented!?!?

I maintain an air of outward composure but internally I was ripping myself to fucking shreds.

"Are you...serious?" Lex asked.

"Yes," I reply firmly.

I pause for a minute then add, "I have some personal things I am avoiding at home and I need a...distraction."

Lex smirks at me with a devilish smile that makes my heart stop.

How can a bald man be so hot!? It defies all logic!!!

"Well...I am happy to be a distraction to you, Miss Zor-El."

"Who's Zor-El? My last name is Kent. You must have me confused for someone else. Hi, I'm Kara Kent!"

I brush off his earlier claims and push myself forward in his seat to extend a hand out to him.

Lex eyes my palm then eyes me. A challenging fire seems to light in his eyes as he reaches forward and takes it.

"Pleased to meet you, Miss Kent."

"The pleasure is all mine..."

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"What floor number are we?" I ask.

"450th"

"So 45th?"

"No, 75th. That was my lame attempt at a joke"

I chuckle at that.

"Well congrats, you got me to laugh." I commend him.

"Would you like some food? Some in house entertainment?"

"Uhm...no food. But TV would be nice."

I was still cautious at the fact that the food Lex would give me might be poisoned with kryptonite or have a tracking chip in it and have it implant in me from within.

"I'm not going to poison you," Lex immediately says.

"Pfft! A likely story." I chide.

"If you didn't trust me so much then why come to my place?" He asks.

"I'm still trying to figure out the answer, I'll let you know when I do"

Lex tries to stifle a laugh.

"You do realize curiosity is a bad thing, right?" He said next.

"Who said I was curious?" I counter.

Lex just raises an eyebrow me.

"Don't make assumptions without having the full context," I tease.

Lex lifts his hands up in defeat/surrender.

"Well, would you be willing to have a wardrobe change?" He offered next.

Now it was my turn to raise eyebrows.

Lex points at a room across his massive foyer from him.

"Down the hall, straight down, you should see a room. You can wear anything in there that you like, the clothes should be roughly relatively the same size as you."

I take a few steps back.

"Why do you have a room conveniently filled with clothes around my size!?"

"I have a sister!" Lex quickly jumps to defend.

I pause.

"YOU HAVE A SISTER!?"

It may not have shown outwardly on Lex's outward appearance. But the man was MASSIVELY fighting back a blush right now.

"She doesn't really tend to like associating with me..."

"I can imagine..." I couldn't help but whisper under my breath.

Judging from Luthor's pose he must've heard me.

"W-well, are you sure she won't mind?"

He waves my concerns off.

"Oh please, that woman buys and hoards clothes like a squirrel with nuts during the winter. Most of the things in there now are clothing I bought her but now refuses to wear because it's 'out of fashion.' I'm pretty sure she hasn't even worn a third of what's in there!"

Lex's pride sounded wounded, so I felt inclined to give the man a chance...

Or he could be playing up the emotions to get your trust!? I mean like really, seriously!? When did the man ever have a sister!?!?

I tried to rattle my brain for an answer but nothing was coming up.

In response to Lex's final statement I just nod my head in his direction and silently walk to his sister's room...or the room he claimed to be his sister's...

Lex's sister, whatever her name was, had a lush all-white bedroom.

Tall, moderately high ceilings with the most luscious fluffy white carpet I have EVER felt. A huge white bed was placed off to the side piled high with white sheets and duvets that looked like it would swallow me whole.

There were some decorative white and cream patters on the sheets and bed, that it turns out I was looking at a MASSIVE intertwined decorative pieces waving its way through the ENTIRE room.

"Impressive," I merely say, then set to work finding which one of the bajillion doors in this room actually leads to a closet.

After swinging the third cream white door open (the first two lead to the bathroom and balcony respectively), I see a wardrobe, as cliché as it sounds, literally the size of Kal's entire apartment.

"I could get lost in here..." I mummer to myself as I walk down row upon row of dresses. A seemly endless stretch of aisles of designer mint clothes.

I half expected to hear Lex's voice speak to me through a hidden communication device but I was completely alone.

I fiddle through a couple dozen outfits till I find a full-length white gown with a cutoff at the back that I fell in love with.

"Oh, a price tag!" I sing gleefully, happy to know I wasn't taking something Lex's sister might've previously worn.

I look at the price.

"Ajsgdvsbannndjdjkiey!?!?!?" I found the concept to breathe very difficult.

How do prices of clothing even GET that high!?!?

"It's just fabric! It's just a piece of cloth!!!" I silently rage.
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But still proceed to wear the thing because WHEN will I ever have the chance to wear something so expensive?

Even in death I won't be so lucky!

Surprisingly (but unsurprisingly) the entire outfit fit like a glove.

It flowed down to the curve of my body and accentuated all that needed to be.

I feared the colours would clash with my blonde hair and blue eyes but the white seemed to compliment me if anything.

I timidly walk back out of the room, but with a lot more confidence than when I first entered.

My old beach clothes were folded up in my arms as I walk back to the main living room.

A glass staircase that I could've sworn wasn't there previously now appeared in the middle of a path leading to an elevated crystal dining area.

I walk up the stairs with padded footsteps, I wasn't confident enough to grab any heels from the wardrobe, so barefoot it is!

I reach the top to find Lex's back facing towards me with a glass of what I can only assume is champagne in hand.

The liquid looked golden and sparky and I waaaaaant it!

I fight back my inner whiny baby and approach Lex from behind.

"Ahem?" I cleared my throat, trying to get his attention.

He instantly spins around in mild surprise at my sudden appearance, then immediately looks down at my feet.

"That explains it," he simply says.

I smile and meekly blush, lifting one shoulder up and trying to hide behind it.

"I'm assuming you felt taking any form of footwear would be overstepping your boundaries?" He asked.

"Yes," I simply answer, sitting myself down behind an impressive spread of a seafood dinner.

"You need not feel that way Miss Zor-El....I mean-Miss Kent."

He did that on purpose, I thought as I begin to pick up my knife and fork.

Lex turns his back to me and begins to speak.

"Now I know you are apprehensive about the food and have your reservations, but with a quick inspection using any one of your numerous superpowers would reveal without a shadow of a doubt that the food is not and can not be tampered with-"

He pauses mid-sentence as he turns back around to see I was halfway through eating a downright sinfully delectable shrimp spread.

I look up at him, "Oh, I don't care if this food is poisoned anymore, it looks too damn good." I quite honestly say.

I, of course, did a sight check and smell check. Conducting a taste test would be worthless because by then it would already be too late.

The look on Lex's face revealed he was surprised at how quickly I turned and how he would not need to do much to convince me.

He sat down across from me on the relatively small table, forcing us to be close and intimate.

He planned this! I accused without hesitation as I stuff my face with exquisitely made spaghetti.

But considering how well the food was made I won't even blame him if he planned all this.

But upon further consideration, I had to admit to myself. He couldn't possibly have planned any of this. He literally ran into me after I ran away from my friends.

I felt the sharp pang of pain but quickly suppress it.

I slice into some spiced fillet fish and jam it in my mouth.

"So you wanna make small mindless talk, or you want to eat in silence?" I bluntly ask, swirling a fork full of spaghetti in his face.

Lex just shrugged, "Whatever you prefer. But I guess you just want a little peace and quiet?"

I nod.

"Then you shall have it."

And I did.

I finish eating everything that was presented in front of me. I must've been more hungry from the activities earlier today then I initially led myself to believe.

Well I did only have light beach snacks to eat all day.

Once the eating of the meal was complete I was at a loss for what to say or do.

Should I offer to leave? I must have overstayed my welcome by now, right?

I make a move to get up but Lex then interjects-

"Entertainment?"

"Pardon?"

He pointed down to the main floor and a near wall-to-wall TV that also had not been there just a few seconds ago.

I point and raise an eyebrow at him.

"Now you're just trying to keep me hostage," I jokingly accuse.

"Who, me? Never." Lex says with a sneaky grin, "Well...maybe a little." He then confessed.

I stifle back a laugh and take the hand he extends out to me and he helps me walk down the now perilous glass steps.

"I must admit I'm greatly enjoying your company," Lex says when we reach the ground/floor level.

"But I haven't done anything?"

"Exactly,"

"Huh!?"

"I normally have most of my evenings alone to myself, so having someone, even a deadass silent someone, is a breath of fresh air."

"Oh..."

"Just having any other human being with me is a nice change of pace

"That is both comforting and insulting Mr. Luthor," I say as he leads me to a huge ass couch that I was able to see appear forth from beneath the ground.

So that's how they do it!!

"Please, call me Lex."

I smirk at him.

"Sure thing Mr. Lex." I tease.

We sat down on the giant couch and I'm instantly sucked in. I fight for control over the beast but the cushions said no!

I fail an arm around till I caught Lex's shoulder and hoist myself back up.

"Movie choice?" He asked.

"Something scary," I quickly replied. Anything to get my mind off the swirling tornado of thoughts blazing through my head right now.

"Zombie Apocalypse movie it is,"

"Oh yay! One of my faves!"

And so we sat there, watching the end of the world on a massive big screen in all it's 4K and 8K glory.

First we watched Train To Busan, then we watched Zombie Land: Double Tap. As soon as the second movie ended I must've passed out because the next thing I knew I was waking up to massive sunlight and a warm object next to me.

"Oh shit!" I scrambled up as I just realized I'd spent the whole night somewhere else, not home, or even calling in. Not to mention the fact that no one probably knew where the fuck I was!

"I am so dead." I whisper to myself.

Sitting up straight I also realized that I'd been sleeping on Lex's shoulder the entire time, who also seemed to be just now waking up.

"Morning sunshine-"

I cut him off by smacking him on the arm.

"Why didn't you wake me!?" I challenge.

"And interrupt such a sleepy dreaming Princess? Blasphemy!"

I was already jumping off the couch and dashing for the main door.

"Thank you soooooooo much for your hospitality Mr. Lex Luthor-"

"Just Lex."

"-but I need to vanish immediately before my cousin obliterates the city trying to find me."

"You're cousin? I assume that's Mr. Clark Kent who works at the Planet"

"Yes," I instinctively reply offhandedly then immediately freeze.

I whip around to face him and cock an eyebrow.

Lex had a smug look on his face but said nothing.

I couldn't deny that Clark was my cousin. As far as the earth records were concerned he was, but could I so blatantly confirm to Lex I knew that?

What were the boundaries to the information I can and cannot say!? Argh! I wish everyone would stop treating me like a baby and let me in on things!!!

"Mr. Kent and I have met on several occasions in business settings."

"Uh-huh," I sarcastically reply. "You're really living up to the name of smartest man alive right now."

Lex got caught off guard by my statement.

"Just word of advice, keep your mind games to yourself. I grew up around people that will make your intelligence look like a child trying to put the correct shapes in their hole in a box."

Whatever those things were called...

"I highly, sincerely, and unequivocally doubt that."

"Hmm," I simply say and gather up my, limited, things.

"Oh please, allow me to dry clean and mail that to you..." Lex makes a move to take my beach clothes from me but I quickly at the speed of light move it out of his grasp.

"Nice try, I'm not allowing you to confirm where I live." I blatantly say.

Instead of negatively affecting Lex's mood he reveled in the idea of my offer being turned into a challenge.

"Oh really?" He said, more so confirming my underlying challenge and not my previously stated reply.

I offhandedly shrug, "All bets are off the table."

I quite literally see a light of fire and somewhat passion light up behind his cool and calculating eyes, every fiber of his being radiating the simple words-game on.

I like a challenge as well, I sneakily think to myself.

"Mind if I take you home-"

"No." I flatly respond, then thought for a moment.

"I mean yes...I mean!" I flustered around. "God! English is so stupid sometimes!" I angrily whisper under my breath.

"What I mean to say is, thank you for the offer but no thanks, I will be going home by myself, thank you very much."

"I'll take you in my private helicopteeeeeer?" He offers.

I pause.

"I've never been on one of those..." I admit.

12 seconds later.

"YAAAAAAAAAAHAHAAAAAAAAYAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!" I screeched at the top of my lungs as Lex personally piloted the thing he called a 'chopper' to a place he referred to as the 'drop off zone'.

"This is so amazing!!!" I yell over at him.

I may possess the ability of flight, but the concept of humans having a device that allows you to fly up in the air and simultaneously feel said air right outside you on your skin is wonderous.

My people must have slipped that part of development and designing because they were too focused on efficiency and not plain pure fun.

Unbeknownst to me, Lex, the sneaky devilish bastard, had managed to not only steer the chopper in an entertaining manner but ALSO managed to steer it towards MY section of town.

Right as he was about to land the chopper, on my fucking building no less!, I see two large silhouettes standing on the rooftop.

"Oh no," I whisper, as I'm able to tell who they were just from the stance alone without any clear visuals coming into focus.

"Would you look at that," Lex then said. "It seems like your disappearance caused such an uproar, or maybe a mild one, that the great Superman and Nightwing show up to escort you home safely? You must be one extraordinary woman Kara Kent."

The look on Lex's face screams of pure joy and that of a chess master having cornered his opponent, but I wasn't out of the game just yet!

"It seems so!" I play along, I might have said I wasn't in the mood for his mind games but that doesn't mean I'd allow him to win when he presented them.

"Good thing I wasn't kidnapped or in the hands of a supervillain during that time or anything!" I add just for good measure.

The look on Lex's face was downright scandalous.

"You sneaky little-"

"KARA!" I hear Kal-I mean, Clark-I mean, Superman say!

Lex lands the helicopter on the rooftop and Nightwing all but drags me from my seat.

He didn't say a word to me or Lex and just stands by with that Batman inherited look of unreadable steel.

"Thank you for returning her, her family and friends were getting quite worried," I was surprised that Superman was able to maintain an air of civil politeness when he talked to Lex Luthor.

"Although I'm more surprised as to how you are not currently still in jail" Superman adds.

Oh no.....

"Don't act dumb, Superman. You know as well as I that the reason why I am currently a free man is because the UN, Security Council, CIA, FBI, and the entire government body believe my intellect is too much of a valuable resource to be kept behind bars."

"Impressive." I simply say from the sidelines.

Every man looks towards me.

"What? You think I can't pick up on the fact that Superman is trying to make Lex Luthor look bad or that Lex is trying to make himself look good? Oh please!" I roll eyes at them.

"Men." I gruff out. "Always thinking they're soooooooo smart!"

I turn to walk away from them and go further down the building but my path was suddenly blocked by Nightwing.

"Miss Kara Kent?" He addresses me.

I feel a third wave of dread sink into me, and by this point I was so fed up with it that I suppress and rejected it out of sheer annoyance and exhaustion.

"Yes? Mr. Nightwing, sir?" I mockingly answered.

Under the armor and the costume and the mask, I could feel Dick's pure rage just simmering underneath the surface.

Any wrong move and the man could snap.

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Too bad I was passed the point of caring.

"Where were you last night?"

"On a dinner date with Lex Luthor, of course."

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So I've been traveling around recently and on those loooong ass flights I've watched, Ready or Not, Get Out, Train to Busan, IT: Chapter 2 and Zombie Land: Double Tap. What is it about traveling on planes that makes me muster up the courage to watch scary movies? XD

Also! What the hell do you call those toys that kindergarteners have with like the different shapes, mostly 4, that kids try to but the right shape in? I did even try to attempt to know and powered through that scene.

Please let me know what you thought of the chapter, I'm really enjoying these long detailed one and I hope you are too! Comments help fuel my creativity and support on Patreon goes a long way too!

Dedication for this chapter goes to @LovesickHeroReader again because they were the first to request like last time! Be on the look out and keep an eye on my page to be the next!

Thank you SO MUCH for reading, have a greeeeeat day and see you in the next chapter! 💕