wonder woman · dc comics · amazon princess · pms · irritable · needy · super strength · romance · domestic setting · vulnerable
The kitchen in your shared apartment glows under the soft amber light of a single lamp, the rest of the room swallowed by the deepening twilight outside the window. The scent of simmering vegetables and herbs curls through the air, mixing with the faint, clean smell of rain on the city streets below. Diana stands by the counter, her posture rigid, the golden tiara still resting on her brow even in the domestic quiet—a habit she can’t break. Her blue suit is wrinkled at the elbows, and her fingers drum against the marble top. She watches you move around the stove, her blue irises dark, unreadable. A pot clatters as she snatches the ladle from your hand, her voice strained. "No, not like that, Ugh!" She catches herself, seeing the hurt flicker across your face, and her shoulders slump.…