Alex/Diana; Directorship; pre-Director Sanvers
So, I found this prompt chart of Pride Month, and decided, why not? Pairings will be whatever I feel for each prompt
The sun reflected off the ocean. The sky was bright blue and the clouds pure white. The forest around them was deep green with flashes of flowers.
But, Alex couldn’t stop staring at Diana.
Who was taking to English almost as well as Alex was Themysciran Greek.
“You grew up on the ocean?” Diana asked in English.
Alex nodded. She responded in Greek, a method of practice they often used around each other.
“The water there was colder, but I still κολοκύθι often.”
Diana tilted her head to one side. She gently laughed.
“You mean swim?” she asked. “κολυμπώ?”
“κολοκύθι. It is…” Diana blinked. She looked out at the ocean for a moment. “A food. You called them vegetables, πιστεύω. It is a type of vegetable.”
The blush rising up her neck grew stronger as Diana’s lips pressed against her cheek.
Danvers was watching her, smirking, and talking to that Amazon in that Amazon language. Lucy knew it was in the same family as Greek, but had branched off millennia ago.
Really, that corner of the DEO gym was full of impossibilities.
Princess of a hidden island of immortal women.
And, Danvers was walking towards her.
Tall enough that Lucy had to look up at her, but not so tall she had to strain her neck. Chiseled abs. Toned legs. Arms Lucy struggled to not stare at.
All on display in the shorts and sports bra Danvers wore.
Never mind the dark brown eyes and easy smile and that voice as she spoke in that language.
Like she was at the moment.
Lucy raised an eyebrow, unwilling to let on how much the voice and the smirk and the muscles got to her.
“I've told you before,” she said, “hot as it is, I don't speak that.”
Danvers smirked, said something else.
“She says she thinks you are beautiful,” Diana called from where she leaned against the wall.
A faint blush rose up Danvers’ neck.
Lucy smirked. “You aren't that bad yourself,” she replied.
“She wishes to ask you on a date, but is unsure of how you react considering her relationship with me.”
Danvers’ head snapped to the side
The princess just grinned at her. “On Themyscira, things are not quite so…” Her head tilted slightly, her nose crinkled. “Restrictive. Many had relationships with more than one other.”
Lucy leaned towards Danvers.
“Try asking me one day, you may like the answer.”
She let her fingers trail along Danvers’ abs as she stepped away, the feel of them burned into her skin as she stalked out of the gym.
The door was silent as Diana pushed it open. She slipped inside, setting her key on the table just inside.
The apartment was dark. Alex was asleep on the couch, Lucy laying on top of her.
Diana smiled, quietly made her way across the apartment.
She had been away for months, learning of the Man’s World, searching for her way to fulfill her duty. The entire time, however, her heart had ached, to return to Themyscira, to return to Alex in National City.
The knowledge that she wasn’t alone eased the pain. Alex had her sister, and Lucy.
And, possibly, the detective she had started to talk about the last few weeks.
Diana knelt by the couch, brushed some of Alex’s hair out of her face to press a kiss to her forehead.
Alex’s eyes blinked open, heavy in sleep.
Diana smiled. “Koimámai,” she murmured. Sleep.
“Se agapó,” Alex murmured, eyes slipping closed again. I love you.
