Diana valued love greatly, she felt proud to have earned yours at the same time. Yet it didn’t mean there were times she was jealous, not to the point she’d glare towards any woman who’d dare try and steal you away but she still did feel jealous at times, it only depended on her mood. Overall, her jealousy wouldn’t reach insane levels.

You and Diana were walking in the city streets, for a minute, she left your side to go in line for the nearby Ice Cream stand but as soon as she got in line, she had glanced back to see a few women gather themselves around you, for autographs or selfies—since you and Diana’s identities were public—at first, it didn’t bother her but it did when she noticed one of them getting touchy.

In an instant, Diana immediately went over and held your hand, her fingers interlocked with yours and she pressed herself against you with a smile as she greeted the women, “Afternoon! Do you want my autograph as well?”

The Amazon had kept her smiling lips to form to a smirk as she saw the group’s faces drop and one of them becoming nervous. Diana’s identity was a public one, everyone knew she was Wonder Woman and everyone knew how many leagues above she was in looks and talent. Those facts alone made her presence impose so much, so much so the group just waved off with nervous smiles before walking off.

With a small relieved smile, Diana’s smile dropped before she looked at you with a blank expression before scoldingly nudging you hard on your side.

“Hmph. Enjoyed the attention, darling?” She kept holding your hand though despite the scold.