Connecting with people, even ones who are bad for you, is a good thing
Who: Kitty and Diana What: A quiet moment When: Recently Where: Diana's Status: Complete Rating: PG
Kitty felt exhausted. After so long, her dreams had decided to return. Battles with new sentinels were tiring enough (and she’d woken up feeling like she’d been run through, but luckily there was no wound). But most shocking and damning had been the news that Congress was considering a mutant deportation act.
It gave her a headache and was far too timely for her taste.
She’d gone for a walk, and when she’d returned she’d discovered that Pyrrha had set up a hammock in Diana’s back yard. Pyrrha was nowhere to be found (which was probably a good thing, it meant she was feeling better), so Kitty approached it.
Even with the worry Diana had about her dreams and actually stopping Steppenwolf, Diana wasn’t as broody as she had been. Possibly due to making some friends for the first time in a century helped. Actual friends that knew exactly who and what she was. Not just people at work that she didn’t tell anything to. She didn’t have to keep up pretenses with Bruce, Barry, and Victor. Or even Arthur, once he finally showed up. Even if she wondered about potential bad blood between the two of them given Atlantians and Amazons had once gone to war with each other.
But nevertheless, for the moment Diana was relatively okay. She was in the kitchen and had just finished some baking. Cookies fresh from the oven were sitting on a cooling rack while Diana finished washing up the dishes she’d dirtied and put them away. That’s when she noticed Kitty heading for the hammock that Pyrrha had put up, and she smiled a bit. Grabbing a plate, she put a couple cookies on it, then headed outside.
“I see you found the hammock,” she commented. “Would you like a cookie fresh from the oven to go with it?”
“Like I’d ever say no to cookies,” Kitty turned around and gave Diana a big smile. She worried sometimes, and felt like she was the last person to tell someone to cheer up. But she tried, out of stubbornness and love. “Or you.”
Diana returned the smile. It was easier to push her dreams aside when Kitty or Pyrrha were around. But when she was alone, that was when they got to her. Though she felt that it was the same for most people. “Good because you’re getting both me and cookies,” she said as she stepped closer, holding the plate out, offering some cookies.
“Oh, now that’s the most perfect thing imaginable,” Kitty replied, taking one of the cookies and then pulling Diana towards the hammock. “Think it’s strong enough for two?”
“There’s only one way to find out,” Diana said as she was pulled towards the hammock. She got in the hammock first and made certain she was comfortable before holding an arm out to Kitty, inviting her to come lay in the hammock with her. Or, more specifically, on her since it wasn’t an overly wide hammock.
Kitty hesitated for a moment, then let herself be folded into Diana’s arms. She lay on her, marveling at the feel of her body underneath her, all hard muscles and also boobs.
The best of both worlds, really.
“Mm. I like this.”
Diana wrapped her arms around Kitty and held her close once she settled in. “Good, I like it, too.” And she did. Diana didn’t mind a Kitty-blanket at all. Plus it was nice to just have a quiet moment like this. No fighting any invasions or immediate consequences from the dreams to deal with. It was just the two of them enjoying some time together.
Kitty’s eyes fluttered closed as she draped herself across Diana. Her hair, which she hadn’t cut like she had in her dreams was like a blanket.
“Sometimes I think something is wrong with me,” Kitty admitted. “Like I can’t… live without this.”
Diana rather liked Kitty’s hair regardless of whether it was long or short. She brushed her fingers along it, keeping her other arm around Kitty. “Can’t live without what, exactly?”
“Connecting with someone. Being close to someone. Even in my dreams I always gravitate towards relationships, whether they’re good for me or not.” She lifted her head and smiled down at Diana. “You’re good for me.”
“Connecting with people, even ones who are bad for you, is a good thing. It means you don’t close yourself off to others, regardless of what happens.” Diana responded. She had closed herself off from people for a century, afraid of being hurt again, of knowing that she’d always inevitably watch her mortal loved ones die.
She gazed up at Kitty, smiling warmly as she lifted a hand and pressed it against Kitty’s cheek. “We’re good for each other,” she responded.
“It would be so easy. There have been times I’ve tried to disconnect, but..” Kitty shrugged, leaning down and kissing Diana’s nose before nuzzling her hand. “I think it’s because, deep down, no matter how hard or dark it gets, we’re both optimists.”
“I believe you are right. We still hold onto the optimism, no matter what we may say.” Diana said as she rubbed her thumb against Kitty’s cheekbone. “We do go well together there.” Even if Diana had disconnected in her dreams for decades, she never had been able to completely stand by and do nothing. And she always had believed in the best in people until she was proven otherwise.
“And I like to think you bring out the best in me. And that I can bring out the best in you,” Kitty snuggled into Diana, resting her head on her shoulder. The cookies were forgotten in the warmth and closeness. A lot of things could be forgotten like this, and she kind of preferred it that way.
“You certainly do bring out the best in me, so I think we have a good effect on each other.” Diana agreed, a lot of things could be forgotten like this, and she also forgot about everything other than Kitty as she snuggled into her. She smiled and tightened her arms around Kitty.
“Mm.” Kitty liked this. She’d always had, uh, a thing for people noticeably larger than her, and never really bothered to analyze that. Diana had five inches on her height wise and all those muscles. She caught herself lazily groping Diana’s shoulder and bicep, and remembered how she’d nearly tripped over herself the day they’d met.
Diana couldn’t help but to smile as she felt the groping of her shoulder and bicep. And, of course, she flexed the bicep for Kitty’s groping pleasure. She’d always had good arm and shoulder muscles due to her archery skills, but ever since her dreams had started, she’d gained the muscle she had in them. “I see you found something you like,” she quipped.
“I can’t help it,” Kitty complained. Diana really was the best of both worlds - Girl + muscular and hard in most of the right places. She was unapologetically bi, had even worn a little flag and everything at Pride.
Some day, she hoped Dream!her would come around to that.
She chuckled softly, turned her head and pressed a kiss to the side of Kitty’s head. “You can grope it all you like, I don’t mind.” In fact, it was just another reason to work out and keep her muscles in shape.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” There were plenty of places on Diana worth groping, after all. She felt so happy, and it was such a scary thing. Like it could be taken at any moment. But then, she’d lived with that fear for years now, and every relationship she’d had had reinforced that. Even some of her friendships had ended in tragedy.
But Diana was almost invincible, she was stubborn and kind and as into helping people as Kitty was. So why did her mind keep going back to that fear?
That accident sure didn’t help things, and Kitty’s fingers dug into Diana possessively.
That was the thing about fear, it was irrational and tended to be strongest when someone had something they couldn’t bear to lose. Diana wouldn’t claim to know what that felt like despite the fact she’d suffered losses in her dreams. Antiope, several of her Amazon sisters, Steve. She hadn’t suffered such losses in this life. There was a fear that was still there that she’d lose Kitty, but she didn’t let it be that strong.
Feeling Kitty’s fingers dig into her, she tightened her hold of her. She leaned her cheek against Kitty’s head, then shifted a leg so it was hanging out of the hammock. With her foot on the ground, she started to gently rock the hammock back and forth.
The feeling was sudden and overwhelming, warm tears suddenly dropping from Kitty’s eyes onto Diana’s skin. She brushed them away, like they’d somehow taint her girlfriend. “I’m sorry.”
“You don’t need to apologize, it’s okay,” Diana said gently. She tightened her hold of Kitty and gently rubbed her stomach in a soothing manner.
“I’m sorry, I just… don’t know where that came from.” She sighed through her nose, letting Diana comfort her. “I don’t remember what it was like to not be constantly worrying about the people I love.”
She kept rubbing Kitty’s stomach soothingly. “It’s okay. Sometimes emotions just happen without truly knowing why. But I’m right here, and I don’t mind if you need to get something out.” She kept rocking them gently.
“Just hold me?” Kitty hated how pitiful she sounded. “Like this. I like this.”
She didn’t wish to talk about what she’d dreamed about, or how close to home it was with the current situation. She wanted Diana to hold her.
“How was your day?”
“Of course,” Diana responded. She had no intention of moving or changing what she was doing. She kept gently rocking the hammock as she held Kitty. “It was good. Uneventful, which I suppose is a good thing.” Sometimes they needed uneventful days.
“Uneventful usually is a good thing. We could use more boring days than less,” Kitty replied. She chuckled, keeping her eyes closed and listening to Diana’s heart. “But not forever, I think I’d go nuts if it was boring forever.”
“Yes we could,” she responded. Diana slid a hand up and brushed her fingers through Kitty’s hair. “Believe me, I’d get bored if there was nothing exciting that happened.” Besides, she’d have nothing to test her skills against.
“You know, I was putting some thought into things. Like if we all had weaknesses what would be the best way to exploit that.” It was an odd thing to think about, but Kitty had a point, “and I thought that for you, it would be to put you into a situation where you had to keep fighting. Because you just never, ever give up.”
Diana listened, and for a moment she found it to be an odd thing to think of. But on the other hand, when there were superheroes and the like around here, if an intelligent adversary arrived, the potential weaknesses could be a critical point. “You are not wrong there. If it was fight or let innocents die, I would keep fighting no matter what.”
“Even if it meant exhausting yourself? Literally fighting until your heart gave out with no hope of winning?” Kitty kissed her softly. “Somehow I can see you doing that.”
“Yes, even if it meant fighting until I died.” Diana knew she would do that without hesitation. She returned Kitty’s soft kiss. “Though I do hope such a thing never happens.” But given how Orange County was, no one ever really knew what the future held.
“I love you. I love that about you, even if it hurts to think about that. So try to stay alive.” Kitty smiled softly. While she might not ever officially tie the knot again (it was bad luck), she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Diana.
“I love you, too,” she responded with a smile. “Do not worry, I will do everything in my power to remain alive.” And she would. Diana wasn’t one who had a deathwish, but she would try to avoid the scenario that Kitty had described.