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        ‘ uh-huh. ’ steve doesn’t even arch an eyebrow anymore - this type of foreign intrigue on diana’s part was downright normal. instead of letting his confusion sway him from his focus, he just replied with a single word or waved off her strange excitement altogether.

       ‘ dairy’s almost as magical as your paradise island. ’ he  chimed, prepared to continue on their course to the dock. steve squinted as an extended finger awkwardly reached out to brush the stain of ice cream remaining on her lip. his mouth opened, as if to explain his intentions, but if any day was a day to be without the right words, it was then. his lips pursed instead, relieving his lack of speech. but then again, it didn’t feel right without a proper explanation. he didn’t want her to get the wrong idea, reach out and pin him down in the middle of a busy london street, because that would make a scene.

       ‘ you, uh, you have something right - there. ’ his thumb traced over her upper lip, removing the melted ice cream. it took a second to realize his other hand was still cupping her face.

     it slightly bothered diana, that he didn’t seem to be listening when she was talking about all the amazing things that were foreign to her, but completely normal and usual for him. but the ice cream was so tasty and sweet and it melted on her tongue like a snowflake, but not as fast, it was very intriguing, so she just let it slide.

     “this is... made by gods?“ she said before taking another bite and raised a brow doubting his words. it couldn’t be. he must be joking. although... this was indeed something unseen and wonderful, it might as well be made by gods.

     with a slightly puzzled look diana’s eyes followed movements of his hand, that was halfway to her face. what was he doing? she trusted him and knew he wouldn’t attack her, so this extended hand was suspicious, but she didn’t do anything. even his features seemed to have changed, like he wanted to say something, but he couldn’t wrap his thoughts in words.

For some time Diana didn’t agree to this, because what was asked of her was against her beliefs. That was a deception. A crime. They wanted to use her for her great public image, and date some musician, who had lately gained bad publicity, and she strictly refused. She had nothing against the guy, but acting for a TV show or a movie was one thing, playing a charade in real life to fool the world - that was something completely different. But eventually her manager talked her into it. After all... She needed the publicity boost, because her fame was starting to fade out.

James had came to her place making sure he was followed by the paps making it look like he was visiting her for a date night at home. At first they even had curtains open, so the paps could get a better view of their little theater, they even made an appearance on her balcony smiling, chatting, hugging. Just being cute and looking like a couple.

It had been years since Diana had shown herself to others as Wonder Woman to help the mankind and, still being heartbroken from the loss she suffered and not believing that other humans are capable of the same level of selflessness that Steve had shown, she didn’t plan on doing so anytime soon. One war was over, but sadly it didn’t take long for another one to manifest. This time it was not Ares, she was sure of that, it was just humans themselves. Even though she didn’t interfere, there was a poster, that had caught her attention while she was waiting for her bus. It encouraged people to write letters to American soldiers, who were sent to the battlefield, even though you didn’t know them. Letters would be given to those, who don’t have anyone writing them from back home. Diana gave in the strange need to take part in it and sent a letter.

“To whoever will get this letter.

Dear Soldier,

I will be honest with You - I don’t know how to start this letter and what to write, because this whole situation is new to me. Not the writing letters of course. I’ve done it before. Anyway. Maybe let’s start like this.

Despite of what’s happening in the World, today was a nice day. It was very sunny and warm, and I came to visit a friend for the weekend, who has a summer home a couple of hours away from New York and right by a beach. I’m, in fact, writing you sitting on their porch and enjoying the view. I, on the other hand, have only a nice, small apartment in New York. Living this sumptuously is not quite my style. But other than that, nothing much happened today. There was an article about a guy, who had somehow managed to stuck his head in railings at his home and firemen had to chop him out of them. My mind can’t comprehend how one can do that. But enough of that. Tell me how did Your day go? Did anything nice happen?