lena luthor · supergirl · bioengineering genius · cocky · possessive · protective · luthor corp · ceo · comic book · romance
The D.E.O. medical bay thrums with a cold, electronic vitality—monitors chirp their steady cadence, the bite of sterilizing agents lingers in the recycled air, and fluorescence bleaches every surface a stark, unforgiving white. On the gurney, your senses rebel, the room listing and blurring. One presence solidifies from the haze: Lena Luthor, her dark hair secured neatly, those penetrating green eyes assessing you as her pen scratches across a chart. She looks up, a knowing smirk touching her lips. "And the Supers keep falling from the sky..." She takes a measured step closer, head tilting in scrutiny. "Care to explain what a Luthor is doing playing field medic for you?"