After a long and exhausting (and bizarre) night fighting crime, Kara and Mon-El found themselves at her apartment, devouring two whole pizzas.

The two of them spent several minutes focused on eating as fast as they could since they were so starving, only the sound of furious chewing and swallowing filling the silence between them.

When Kara sensed she was not going to die from hunger anymore, she spoke.

"You can spend the night here if you want," she offered, "and sleep in a real bedroom for a change. I have a spare room."

Mon-El blinked.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna bother you..."

"You won't bother me," she objected, as if he had said the most stupid thing in the world. "You can stay. It would be good to have some company after tonight's craziness..."

"Yeah, that was nuts... Okay, I accept your offer. Thank you, Kara."

Kara smiled, content with herself. She enjoyed his company; in fact, she liked his company more and more each passing day, especially after a certain kiss...

"Well, I'm going to take a shower," she said as she got to her feet. "Make yourself at home!"

"Okay."

She smiled at him before disappearing into her room.

Mon-El smiled at himself, happy that he would be able to spend the night with Kara. Well, not exactly with her, but at her apartment, close to her. He only wished he could kiss her again... He first needed to tell her he remembered their first kiss though, but the right moment hadn't presented itself yet.

Pushing those thoughts aside, he reached for the remote control and turned on the TV, trying to find something interesting to watch.

That was when he felt it.

His vision got suddenly blurred, catching him by surprise. It lasted only a few seconds, but it was enough to get him worried.

What was that?

He stood up and walked towards the window to have some fresh air. And then his vision got blurred again, and he started feeling terribly dizzy. He felt like the world was spinning inside his head, and he closed his eyes shut, breathing heavily, as he leaned into the wall for support.

What's wrong with me?

He opened his eyes slowly, the dizziness already fading away, and when he adjusted his vision, his heart gave a leap inside his chest.

He was looking at a bedside table.

Only the bedside table was inside Kara's room.

Kara's room was beyond the wall in front of him.

He was looking at Kara's room through the wall.

"Holy. Crap."

Mon-El got a little terrified and started looking everywhere, and everywhere he looked he could see through things: the couch, the TV, the fridge... He could see outside, through the building's walls. He looked down to the floor and could see the apartment below him. He looked up and saw the apartment above him.

Was he developing x-ray vision just like Kara?

Mon-El was in awe, looking through everything he could, excited like a child playing with a brand new toy.

And then he saw her.

Naked.

In the shower.

The water running down her body.

Mon-El froze, suddenly forgetting how to breathe. He stared at her, jaw dropped, not able to take his eyes off her. Suddenly, he felt his blood boiling, rushing straight to his cock.

"HOLY SHIT" he cursed, shutting his eyes tight and turning away from Kara's direction. He tripped clumsily around the living room, crashing disastrously into Kara's furniture as he tried to clear his head. "Shit, shit, shit!"

He almost broke a flower vase, but thankfully he was fast enough to catch it before it hit the ground.

He definitely couldn't stay. He couldn't face Kara again tonight, not when his whole body was reacting so vehemently at the sight of her naked, wet body. Damn it, he felt like a horny teenager!

Mon-El left Kara's apartment in a rush. He decided to use the stairs since he didn't want to risk taking the elevator (it would be too humiliating if anyone saw him in that state). As he rushed down the stairs, he took his phone from his pocket and texted Kara, which proved to be a hell of a task when you're unable to focus on the screen without seeing through the phone instead.

When Kara finished her shower, she headed back to the living room.

"Mon-El, you can take a shower now if you want. I've just finish-"

She stopped mid-sentence when she noticed he was not there.

"Mon-El?" she looked for him, but it was useless. Mon-El was nowhere to be found.

When her eyes glanced at her phone, it was flashing with a new message.

Mon-El: Had to go. Long story. Sorry.

Kara stared at her phone, completely confused. What the hell?