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starsandsea) wrote2013-09-27 06:50 pm
starsandsea) wrote2013-09-27 06:50 pm
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Drabble: The Restaurant
Title: The Restaurant
Rating: PG
Pairing: Steve/Diana
Word Count: 146
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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bradygirl_12! I hope you have a wonderful birthday! :)
He had worried, wondered if the tiny restaurant, that he had discovered entirely by chance, was good enough for his Angel, his Amazon Princess who had dined in great houses, surrounded by world leaders, other royalty - she had even dined with the Gods, he knew.
So Steve watched her carefully as they entered the tiny restaurant, with only half a dozen tables, the lighting dim, but the walls bright with painted murals.
Delight was on her face, lit her blue eyes; they shone as she looked down at him, framed by curls of her black hair.
“This is lovely, Steve,” she murmured, took his hand, and not for the first time he wondered if she were telepathic, could read his mind. But his Angel just smiled, radiant like the sun, and Steve knew then, that it was truly perfect, could never be anything else but.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Steve/Diana
Word Count: 146
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For
bradygirl_12! I hope you have a wonderful birthday! :)He had worried, wondered if the tiny restaurant, that he had discovered entirely by chance, was good enough for his Angel, his Amazon Princess who had dined in great houses, surrounded by world leaders, other royalty - she had even dined with the Gods, he knew.
So Steve watched her carefully as they entered the tiny restaurant, with only half a dozen tables, the lighting dim, but the walls bright with painted murals.
Delight was on her face, lit her blue eyes; they shone as she looked down at him, framed by curls of her black hair.
“This is lovely, Steve,” she murmured, took his hand, and not for the first time he wondered if she were telepathic, could read his mind. But his Angel just smiled, radiant like the sun, and Steve knew then, that it was truly perfect, could never be anything else but.
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Poor Steve, thinking his little restaurant wouldn't pass muster, but Diana enjoys simple things as well as grand, and she appreciates a small, intimate place.
I suspect this is quite early in their relationship, when Steve is still trying to impress her, lol! He'll learn in time... *pets him*
Thank you so much for your lovely comment, and for requesting this fic, I enjoyed writing it! :)