[Justice League: Drabble] "The Night" [Bruce/Diana, G]
Title: The Night
Prompt: writerverse challenge #26 weekly quick fic #9, prompts ‘fall’ & ‘wonder’
Bonus: angst
Word Count: 231
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Justice League (any ‘verse, but mostly the 90s cartoon)
Pairings: Bruce Wayne/Diana Prince
Warnings: implied future character death
Summary: “We knew this day was coming, Diana.”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
The Night
“We knew this day was coming, Diana,” said Bruce, softly.
“That doesn’t make it hurt any less,” she replied.
The hand she held in both of her own was thin and wrinkled, his grip much less sure than it had been when he was young. He had difficulty breathing, now, even without any physical exertion, but to Diana’s eternal relief, his mind was as strong as ever.
Diana herself had hardly slowed at all in the past few decades. Her Amazonian physiology meant that she aged at a fraction of the average human rate, which had not seemed so great a challenge when Wonder Woman had first fallen in love with Batman, but which was now a great heartache for Diana Prince-Wayne, watching her husband fail before her eyes.
“Life is pain, princess,” he said, “And anyone who says otherwise is selling something.”
“Don’t you quote The Princess Bride at me,” she said, but with a smile. “It isn’t any funnier because I really am a princess.”
“Not to you, maybe,” said Bruce. Her smile faltered and he raised his other hand, trembling, to touch her face. “I don’t want to leave you, Diana.”
She smiled again, and moved to settle carefully on the bed beside him. “It will have to be you who leaves, my love. I plan to stay until the end.”
“It won’t be long, now,” he said.
THE END
Current Mood:
mellow
Prompt: writerverse challenge #26 weekly quick fic #9, prompts ‘fall’ & ‘wonder’
Bonus: angst
Word Count: 231
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Justice League (any ‘verse, but mostly the 90s cartoon)
Pairings: Bruce Wayne/Diana Prince
Warnings: implied future character death
Summary: “We knew this day was coming, Diana.”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
The Night
“We knew this day was coming, Diana,” said Bruce, softly.
“That doesn’t make it hurt any less,” she replied.
The hand she held in both of her own was thin and wrinkled, his grip much less sure than it had been when he was young. He had difficulty breathing, now, even without any physical exertion, but to Diana’s eternal relief, his mind was as strong as ever.
Diana herself had hardly slowed at all in the past few decades. Her Amazonian physiology meant that she aged at a fraction of the average human rate, which had not seemed so great a challenge when Wonder Woman had first fallen in love with Batman, but which was now a great heartache for Diana Prince-Wayne, watching her husband fail before her eyes.
“Life is pain, princess,” he said, “And anyone who says otherwise is selling something.”
“Don’t you quote The Princess Bride at me,” she said, but with a smile. “It isn’t any funnier because I really am a princess.”
“Not to you, maybe,” said Bruce. Her smile faltered and he raised his other hand, trembling, to touch her face. “I don’t want to leave you, Diana.”
She smiled again, and moved to settle carefully on the bed beside him. “It will have to be you who leaves, my love. I plan to stay until the end.”
“It won’t be long, now,” he said.
THE END
Current Mood:
mellow