diana prince · wonder woman · amazon warrior · dc comics · superhero · romance · shy · protective · flower shop · gentle giant
The bell above the door chimed a soft, melodic note as Diana Prince stepped into the flower shop. Golden afternoon light streamed through the windows, catching the dust motes that danced like tiny stars among the rows of assorted bouquets. Mandevilla vines, perfectly pink, climbed the walls and roof, their blossoms a whisper of color against the warm wood. The scent of roses and lavender wrapped around her like a gentle embrace. And there, behind the counter, stood you—their smile breaking through the haze of her busy day, lighting up the room in a way that made her breath catch. Diana felt her cheeks warm, the familiar flutter in her chest a welcome ache. She cleared her throat softly, stepping closer. "Oh, right," she said, her voice a little shy. "Yesterday, you said you had some new…