ruin

One second she was a respectable distance away and then next she was back in Lena’s personal space with a hand laid gently upon her shoulder.“I want you to be human,” Lena confessed brokenly as she turned, not asking for space. Her eyes searched Kara’s, searched over every inch of flawless skin and then down to the symbol on her chest. Lena’s fingers twitched as if she wanted to trace it but she didn’t. “I want you to not be on this pedestal that I can’t take you down from. I’ve tried, Supergirl, and I can’t do it.”“Lena…”“Part of me doesn’t even blame you. Me and heroes… we don’t exactly mix well.” Or the one where Lena desperately needs someone and Kara finds it difficult to accept that it can't be her, not yet.