It was a Saturday night...
In the world of Marvel, there were several restaurants that prided themselves on their food and their guests; in one of them, a unique couple left everyone speechless.
A handsome man dressed in a black suit and tie that contrasted with his white hair. His gaze was piercing, his face flawless, and he carried himself with the dignity of a king, the nobility of a knight, and the suffocating pressure of a monster. This man was accompanied by a stunning woman with jet-black hair, exuding nobility and courage without losing her feminine charm. She wore a white evening gown, a sparkling pendant on her neck, and an engagement ring on her hand.
The woman smiled, her pearly teeth stealing the breath of many—but that smile and those blue eyes were directed only at her partner. He smiled back and gently intertwined his hand with hers, making it clear to everyone that he was the man of this beautiful woman. Diana returned the gesture and smiled smugly at the women eyeing her partner and licking their lips.
The couple sat at their table and began to enjoy their dinner, paying no mind to the curious stares around them. Even in such a classy restaurant, no other couple could come close to matching them. They talked, shared smiles, and exchanged looks only lovers deeply in love could understand.
At the end of dinner, Allen moved his chair beside Diana's—etiquette be damned—just to embrace her. Diana leaned into him.
"I'm glad you made it back safely..."
"Of course. Even if I had lost to Shiva, The Ragnarok didn't have the power to erase me..."
Diana looked at Allen silently for a moment before leaning in and kissing him. "No matter how strong you are, I'll always worry about you..."
"You're right. I'm sorry..." Allen caressed her cheek, then took the hand with the engagement ring gently in his.
"If you're sorry, then why don't you make it up to me?~"
Less than ten minutes later, the door of a luxury suite opened, and the couple kissed passionately. Their hands moved freely, undressing each other until the final piece of clothing fell to the floor.
That kiss was only the beginning of an endless stream of caresses that raised the heat between them. Skin to skin, lips to lips, and finally, with an audible moan from Diana, a night of passion between the two began.
...
At three in the morning, Allen stared at the ceiling of the luxury hotel, gently stroking Diana's hair as she slept silently. She had been one of his first romantic partners, but until recently, their relationship had felt... stagnant. There was a reason for that.
"…"
This story goes way back—to a time when Allen and the system were still inexperienced in everything, and every decision carried a high level of uncertainty.
Even though everything appeared to be under control, Allen had been nervous. The time displacement that had sent him to the past of the same world he had just entered had planted terrifying thoughts in his mind—what if he got stuck in the past? What if he aged? As a young man with several women waiting for him to return, the idea terrified him.
That's why he sinned leaving Diana behind and jumping into the future. The current Allen would never do that—the same Allen who felt terrible for leaving Gwen, MJ, and Felicia for just a month would never have made that choice. Each jump had meant ten years. Ten years where Diana was left alone, waiting.
It was true that Amazons weren't like human women. They could adapt to the passage of time better than any human. But three hundred years… were still three hundred years. In that time, entire generations had lived and died.
Allen regrets it, and he's apologized many times. But Diana never blamed him. She never did.
"..." Allen sighed.
One of the reasons he had never married Diana was because of guilt. How could he take her as his wife after making her wait so long?
Still, Allen had no intention of giving up on Diana. How could he? She was his Diana—not just another Wonder Woman. He'd known her since she was a young and inexperienced girl, and had seen her become the powerful warrior now sleeping in his arms.
Allen looked at the sleeping Diana and smiled before leaning in and kissing her. But at that moment, she stirred and kissed him back.
...
(The next day)
On Sunday, Allen woke up with no intention of doing anything. But as he tried to get up, Harley and Rebecca began whining.
"Daddy, do you really have to get up so early~?"
"Hey, not fair! We were so comfy!"
Allen gave the girls a mysterious smile. "Wasn't last night enough?"
Harley got flustered. "Oh Daddy, I love you, but my hips still hurt…"
Rebecca was bolder. "I'm not scared of you. Just let me swap my legs for the heavy-duty implants."
"No."
When she heard Allen's response, Rebecca's smug attitude disappeared. She went pale. Allen walked up to the two of them and isolated the room from normal time. No one outside could hear the cries of pleasure from the girls, who ended up unconscious.
...
Once done, Allen opened the room again, and 2B and Jalter walked in dressed as maids. One brought a cup of coffee, and the other had fresh clothes for Allen since the ones he wore were soaked in sweat.
Allen took the coffee while 2B knelt and helped him remove his pajama pants. Jeanne stood off to the side, completely red in the face.
"What are you doing? Help me," 2B said, not even looking at her.
The girl jumped in surprise but, true to her nature, approached with an angry face as if she were being forced to do this. She proceeded to remove Allen's top, while he cooperated by floating the coffee cup so she could take off his shirt, revealing his chiseled body, which radiated heat—likely a result of the hours he had spent making sure Harley and Rebecca had no complaints.
"...!" Jalter's eyes began to spin as the masculine scent hit her—strangely pleasant, even addictive. She had seen many warriors in her time as Jeanne d'Arc, but none had made her feel like this.
"Ah—!" Jalter yelped and shook her head. For a moment, she imagined her master pinning her against the wall, taking her lips by force, and removing her dress. "How dare you, you pervert!"
"What's wrong?" Allen raised an eyebrow at his temperamental "maid."
The beautiful android 2B looked at Jalter; she was very serious about being the perfect maid, so she looked disapprovingly at Jeanne's lack of concentration.
Jalter quickly realized it had all been her imagination and turned even redder. Allen, knowing she couldn't handle much more teasing, decided not to push her further. But still, he leaned in without her noticing, and as soon as Jalter looked up, he stole a quick kiss.
Jalter froze as if her soul had left her body.
Allen laughed and walked away...
...
Some things in his apartment had changed—from the color of the walls to the furniture. That was expected when living in a house full of women. However, his treasure room—his personal cave—had remained untouched. Well, mostly. He did add a desk and decided to start streaming from there. The RGB room was cool before, but Allen had matured. All those flashing lights didn't seem so attractive anymore.
But a room full of glass-covered shelves containing all the things he loved? Now that was beautiful.
"Have I put on weight by not making streams?! You bastard! Didn't you see my fight with Shiva?! I have a body with indestructible muscles!"
Allen ended his livestream when people started asking him to strip to prove he wasn't fat. Of course, it was all a malicious tactic. Allen banned all those perverted trolls.
He stretched after closing the floating screen in front of him. Since nothing important had happened lately, he'd limited his streaming time.
Once the stream was over, Allen got up and was about to leave the room when a loud explosion echoed in the distance. It was visible from Allen's apartment. However, he had decided not to get involved...
But was that even possible?
Allen closed the curtains and chose to continue his Sunday. After all, there were no civilian casualties in this war, Battle Royal, rare game, or whatever, and his friends weren't easy to kill. Of course, even if one of them died, Allen would just bring them back to life.
...
On Monday, Allen walked to school as usual, but this time he ran into Sue Storm along the way. The girl watched him from a distance and then greeted him. It was strange since they didn't live in the same direction, but Allen didn't pay much attention to that detail.
"Hey," Allen greeted casually.
"Good morning. You look down, Allen," Sue teased.
"Yeah? Well you're short"
"I'm fine for a girl..."
Allen walked past her without stopping, and she followed him naturally. It had only been a few days, but it was starting to feel like they were friends. Allen didn't mind, and Sue seemed to enjoy the company of the mysterious boy even more.
They talked about their weekend. Sue had mostly spent hers reading, watching TV, taking care of a small cactus she owned, and thinking about how to annoy Allen the next time she saw him.
"Oh? And how do you plan to annoy me?" Allen smirked, amused.
Sue didn't back down and grabbed Allen's arm. "Easy. I'll just act like I'm your girlfriend and the whole campus will hate you."
Allen shook his head, grinning sarcastically. "Of course, because the lovely Sue Storm is the most dazzling and beautiful woman in the world, and everyone would immediately throw themselves at me."
Sue frowned, clearly annoyed, but then her expression faded, and she looked like a doll. Allen noticed and stopped, gently holding her chin to make her look at him.
"I was kidding. You are very beautiful. I'm sure many people would kill me out of jealousy..."
Sue opened her eyes, not expecting such a direct statement. For the first time, she blushed—though it was a faint, nearly imperceptible blush. She went silent after that, remaining in a quiet trance until they arrived at school.
...
During lunch, Allen asked the blonde girl if she was okay. Sue didn't respond. She just stared at Allen silently, her gaze turning slightly melancholic. Allen thought she might be remembering something sad from her past and was about to comfort her when someone unexpected appeared.
"Hey, sis!"
Johnny slammed his hand on the table, freezing the entire cafeteria. He looked at Allen with disgust but said nothing and sat down, holding a piece of bread in his other hand, which he began to eat.
Seeing that this guy wasn't planning to introduce himself, Allen decided to look to Sue for answers.
Rebecca – Wait, did he say sis?
Kurumi – Looks like you're getting a little brother, Master~
Allen looked at Sue. "Is that your brother?"
Sue nodded. "Yeah, that's my brother... Johnny."
"Oh, hey there, little bro." Allen, who usually refers to tough guys as "brats," was unexpectedly friendly with Johnny—or at least, that's what he and his Dolls thought. But to everyone else in the cafeteria, including Johnny, it wasn't friendly at all.
The bastard not only had the nerve to flirt with Johnny Storm's sister in public, but now he was calling him little bro?
Johnny gasped in disbelief. Since his arrival, he'd had to deal with all kinds of tough guys—bullies, arrogant muscleheads, and idiots trying to get with Sue. But none of them ever dared go this far.
Sue, for her part, already understood Allen's personality. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing. In fact, Sue's real concern was not making him mad. As for his words, she realized Allen wasn't flirting with her—this was just his true personality underneath the good-boy mask.
"You piece of shit!"
Sue stabbed a fork into the metal table, piercing it. The cafeteria went silent while Johnny turned pale.
"Johnny, what did you just say?"
Johnny backed away, "…!"
Sue stood up and walked toward him.
Once again, Johnny was reminded that his sister didn't need protection. This girl was so terrifying when she wanted to be that she made ESU's toughest guy tremble. Not only that—she left everyone speechless.
"I'm sorry, sis, but—" Johnny tried to explain.
Sue's gaze darkened as if she carried the weight of the world's darkness in her eyes.
"H-He has a girlfriend, sis!"
Sue stopped in her tracks...
The cafeteria went dead silent again. This time so quiet, you could've heard a pin drop. Sue turned to her friend with a calm expression, though it seemed like shadows wrapped around her.
"…" Allen remained quiet as everyone stared at him.
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