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starsandsea) wrote2014-01-26 06:37 pm
starsandsea) wrote2014-01-26 06:37 pm
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Drabble: Snow Angel
Title: Snow Angel
Rating: PG
Pairing: Steve/Diana
Word Count: 213
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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bradygirl_12!
Snow had fallen during the night; Diana had hustled them out of bed as soon as it was light, to go outside and see the world transformed and white.
Steve smiled as Diana finished putting food and water out for the birds, some already flying down to feed. Both he and his angel were wrapped up warm, in thick coats, scarves, gloves and hats, and an idea struck him.
“What are you doing, Steve?” He heard Diana call a few moments later, saw her step over to him, dark hair tumbling over her shoulders. Steve chuckled.
“Making a snow angel.”
“A snow angel?” Diana tilted her head, lips curved in a smile. Steve nodded, stretched out his arms then moved them back and forth, at the same time moving his legs. Then he stood, looked down to see the snow angel he had made.
Diana’s smile was delighted; she swiftly copied what he had done, left a snow angel of her own. “How lovely!”
Steve took her hand, smiled. “I know where the most perfect snow angel is.” He murmured, smiled again as Diana gave him a curious look, then reached out and touched her dark hair, full of tiny flakes of snow, saw her sweet and loving smile, before she kissed him.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Steve/Diana
Word Count: 213
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For
bradygirl_12!Snow had fallen during the night; Diana had hustled them out of bed as soon as it was light, to go outside and see the world transformed and white.
Steve smiled as Diana finished putting food and water out for the birds, some already flying down to feed. Both he and his angel were wrapped up warm, in thick coats, scarves, gloves and hats, and an idea struck him.
“What are you doing, Steve?” He heard Diana call a few moments later, saw her step over to him, dark hair tumbling over her shoulders. Steve chuckled.
“Making a snow angel.”
“A snow angel?” Diana tilted her head, lips curved in a smile. Steve nodded, stretched out his arms then moved them back and forth, at the same time moving his legs. Then he stood, looked down to see the snow angel he had made.
Diana’s smile was delighted; she swiftly copied what he had done, left a snow angel of her own. “How lovely!”
Steve took her hand, smiled. “I know where the most perfect snow angel is.” He murmured, smiled again as Diana gave him a curious look, then reached out and touched her dark hair, full of tiny flakes of snow, saw her sweet and loving smile, before she kissed him.
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Love the image of Diana feeding the birds and Steve watching her. :)
“Making a snow angel.”
AWWW, this is cute.
Beautiful, lovely story! Thank you for sharing this Star. :)
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I liked that image too! :)
Thank you for commenting, Lis, I'm glad you liked this! :)
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It would be just like more stars, lol!
Thank you for commenting, Jen! :)
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How lovely, Star! Diana would feed the birds and Steve making a snow angel made me chuckle. I remember doing that many times as a kid. :)
I loved Diana's delight and the description of her snow-starred hair. What a sweet and lovely tale! :)
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Diana would feed the birds and Steve making a snow angel made me chuckle. I remember doing that many times as a kid. :)
I knew Diana would have to make sure the birds were okay!
Thank you for commenting, Brady, and for the prompt, I enjoyed writing this! :)