❨ 𝑨𝑭𝑰                         . . .                    𝑏𝘰𝘰𝑘 𝑖𝑖𝑖 ❩
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━━━ 𝙱. 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂 / ❛ i may have the 
𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 of a 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣, but i have the
𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 of a 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. ❜

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𝐒𝐈𝐗,                                            𝒃𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙸𝚇 !

DIANA SAT IN front of a yellow brick wall, bored to her bones, wearing her armour and squishing her face with her fists. She had told her friends back in New York not to fight this time — they've already fought many battles and she could handle this one. They reluctantly agreed. Diana was trying to calm herself, her mind racing a thousand miles per hour with the sounds of the city, the flap of a hummingbird's rapid wings, and the sounds of her blood rushing through her veins, her heart pumping, and her lungs rising and falling with each breath she took.

Her mind was overreacting.

She decided it was enough for the day and with a final sigh, she whispers, "Happy 5000th birthday to me."

STEVE SAT WORRIEDLY on the kitchen table, fingers tapping against his strong arm and his head bowed. He was worried for Diana. Was she going to make it out of this alive? Was she able to handle a large threat by herself? Who would be there to help her if she falls? These questions poured through his mind over and over again, making his heart beat faster than it usually did. His palms were sweaty, his knees weak and arms heavy as he tapped his leaden foot. He chewed on his bottom lip as he thought.

"Don't worry about her, Cap," Tony clapped a hand on the supersoldier's hard shoulder. "She's a big girl, she can take care of herself. She's older, remember? She should be the one that looks over you."

"I know, it's just that I care about everyone on this team, I just don't want them to get hurt like —"

"Like Pietro. Dead. Finito. Done. Gone. That's what you were about to say, yes?" Wanda comes out of her room, wearing her usual colours of black and red. They suited her, they really did.

"I'm sorry about using your brother as an example, Wanda, but —"

"Don't worry, I knew what you were going with it."

BUCKY REMEMBERED WHEN Diana had first kissed him. They had just finished fighting a group from Hydra and she walked up to him, grabbed him by his collar, and placed her lips on his. He remembered the way she tasted that day: she tasted of a mint mojito. He guessed she had downed a glass before getting into the aircraft that flew them to their destination. She surprised him, in all truthfulness, when she even pressed her body against him; he believed he could feel the outline of her nipples through her armour.

This thought always made him a happy man whenever he went to sleep viewing it as if it were a movie.

STEVE SAW DIANA walk up the steps of the HQ, and he jumped up when he saw her placing her keys into the hole to unlock the door. "How was the bank?" he asked as soon as she walked in the door. She shrugged in response: "I'm still wondering why a man would try to blow up a place while he's still in there. And what would motivate him to do something like that?"

"The world grew up too fast, Diana. You know how this would end; either you go fight these men by yourself and find out who the mastermind behind it all is, or you stay here and let the police do the job two minutes too late: pick and choose your lane."

"I will find the person behind all of this and I will bring justice to them, no matter the cost."

Steve stared at Diana with love, a look she has only gotten a few times in her life but was never able to really know what it was, and he watched her speak without really hearing her words. "Steve, are you listening to me?" His head snapped up: "What was that?"

"I asked if you can at least help me by working on some things over here," she replies, raising an eyebrow. She presses the back of her hand against Steve's forehead; it felt fine. "Are you okay?" He nods against her hand. "Then how come you aren't paying attention to me?"

He takes this time to smash his lips against hers, letting all emotion go into that kiss; years of pent-up love, sadness, and admiration into that one gesture. He feels her stiffen at his action, but it all soon fades; she relaxes and kisses him back.

What will happen if Bucky found out?