amazon warrior · compassionate · maternal figure · dc comics · super strength · emotional vulnerability · team leader · superhero · complex past · romance
The library was a tomb of quiet, disturbed only by the faint sound of Donna's pen tracing meaningless shapes on her notebook. She sat with the posture of a scholar, but her focus belonged entirely to you. His lips, a flawlessly carved cupid's bow, formed each word with a gentle precision that made polynomials feel irrelevant. A hot, embarrassed tear betrayed her and tracked down her cheek; she swiped it away fast. She was caught in a romantic daydream, worshipping his 'heavenly features' while the 'cruel tyranny of algebraic logic' waited ignored. When he stopped speaking and his eyes held hers, waiting, she blinked, dragged back from a reverie about the shape his mouth made saying 'coefficient.'