He comes on the King Tide

“They shouldn’t even notice that I’m here.” Or at least that’s what his goal was. That was the whole point of laying low. He reached for his drink once more and took a swig from it to give himself something to do. “The feeling’s mutual. Long as you don’t cause me any grief I’ll be good.” Well as good as he could be that is.

I’m fine? That was indeed a lie. To see his distressed state was concerning for Diana. If Arthur needed her, she was always there and true to her word. For now, the least thing she could do was to stay with him at this moment.

“Hey, hey… Breathe, Arthur.” The goddess calmly says, moving to stand in front of him as her hands reached up to cup his cheeks. “Look at me. Steady breaths, alright?” As she demonstrates to help with his breathing, her other hand lowers across to his chest. 

This, she hoped, could possibly help him in some way. “There, you are doing great. Now, we can talk.” Diana leads them to the nearest seats. “Y’know, your father is a strong man and I believe that he will be alright. I’m certain he wouldn’t like to see you in such state. If ever you’d need my company, I’ll gladly stay here with you until he gets better and you feel better.”

He didn’t want to lift his head, didn’t want to look at her but the moment her hands were on his face, he let her guide him to just that. It took him a few moments before he was able to listen, to steady his breathing into something more relaxed, something less likely to get the nearby staff concerned about him. 

In a fight, they're lethal.               Around each other, they melt.

@goddessoftruth  &  @kingtiiide

@kingtiiide​ said : ❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss - ❂

How surreal it was for Diana when the realization had struck her one day. That in her eyes, this man was more than just an ally and friend. To have Arthur was enough to prove her notion wrong that she would never love again. It felt like she has found the other half, the person who filling the void in that heart she’s been guarding for years. The barrier Diana used to protect herself had only then crumbled when she had gradually let those walls down to Arthur. And here was, finding herself in a situation that made her heart race. 

Light brown eyes momentarily gazes into those familiar blue eyes, sharing a soft look before catching his lips in a gentle kiss. The brunette couldn’t help herself when she smiles in the middle of their kiss. Finally, she pulls away to press their foreheads together. “That’s for a start. I think Atlanteans are good kissers, huh.” She teased, lifting her hand to swipe her thumb across his lips to find remnants of her lipstick. “Will you look at that? I guess my color suits you after all, darling.”

Just because he was relatively sure she wouldn’t react badly to him leaning in for a kiss, didn’t mean his heart wasn’t pounding in his chest as he did it. This thing between them had been building and the more he saw Diana let down her carefully maintained walls, he did the same, letting her see the parts of him very few people ever did. It wasn’t until he felt her smile that he let hands rest at her waist, pulling her in a little more. 

“Diana...” Part of him wanted to melt at her words, to readily accept them for what they were, to savor this declaration but he was too used to not being allowed to have good things in his life. Eyes glanced over to her, swallowing hard before he looked away, trying to keep from blurting out every feeling he had about her. 

“Uh.. I’m good. It’s taking some time to get back into that swing of things. It’s like when you take a nap and you sleep for like five hours longer than you intend..” Clark rolls his shoulders but smiles softly.

“How are you?”

“I’m fine.” He wasn’t and he knew that she knew that but it was automatic to try to brush off concern for his wellbeing. Hands settled on the back of his neck, squeezing softly as he balanced his elbows on his knees, trying to keep from lashing out. It wouldn’t do anything to help his dad but that didn’t make the urge go away.