Stunning

Lena was absolutely gorgeous. There was no denying that.

You had never been a jealous person but with the amount of attention and stuff that Lena would get, you couldn't help yourself. Each gala, speech or meeting, there was always someone talking about how hot Lena would look or how much they would love to take her out and it bothered you a lot. 

After getting married, you found yourself no longer getting jealous. In fact, you found it hilarious that they had no clue you were married to the woman that they would gush about. You would join in and both you and Lena would just laugh at the faces when they realized what was going on.

You had accompanied Lena to her annual gala that she hosted for charity. As her usual duties, she had been pulled away from you to give a speech about how thankful she was for everyone.

You were sitting in the bar while listening to her speech as a man sat besides you.

"She's hot. I can't believe that her husband isn't around to make sure that no one tries to whisk her away."

Your drink almost threatened to come out of your nose as you heard him talk. God, some people could be idiots. You controlled yourself and turned to face him.

"She's quite stunning isn't she?"

"Hell yeah. I would just lo--"

He didn't get to finish his sentence as he realized that Lena was walking over to the two of you. You could practically feel how nervous her was getting as she got closer but you just smiled. Happy that your wife was done and that you would have a chance to dance with you.

"I'm (y/n) Luthor, by the way. It was lovely to meet you Mr. Scott."

All he could do was just nod and pray that he hadn't just fucked up his family's business over his words. 

"What was that all about?"

"I was just telling him about how stunning you looked."

She just laughed over the smirk you had, knowing full well that you had messed with someone.

"I want all the details."

"Only if you'll let me have this dance"

"Always, darling."