fifty shades of stefan } { but his number came up and he was gone with the draft [1942]

[somanyadjectives]

After leaving New Orleans, without his brother, Stefan mostly sets about the task of blending in with the allied forces. He isn't bad at it - he's had many years of practice after all, and while none of them are a substitute for Damon, who knows him better than anyone, and had actually seen like he wanted to make amends and move forward instead of being trapped in the past, it's enough. It's being out among people and not feeling the need to manipulate or destroy them.

He feels like he's starting to feel like a person again. It's been a long time since he's felt something like that so he's trying to revel in it as much as he can - though not too much. Too much indulgence might make him forget the dangers that come when he forgets restraint and he never wants to become that person again.

He does, however, make frequent use of the various bars and officer's clubs that they visit on their way to ship out, hanging out and drinking with his friends and applauding loudly when the talent (usually girls) hits the stage in full swing. Most of the time the acts pass without notice, but one night he's in the middle of a bourbon when a very familiar voice takes the stage. His head picks up almost instantly, turning towards he stage with wide eyes as he takes her in.

"Diana?"

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[diana_abel]

Diana fell off the chair. It wasn't her most graceful moment, but she was just so delightedly amused that she made it look adorable, somehow. Of the many sins the two of them had committed with such an ability, it was perhaps the least objectionable.

Or so she'd believe, anyway.

More importantly, she could put any lingering doubts about his reform behind her. Not a drop of blood shed.

"You're still the cat's pajamas, Stefan."

[somanyadjectives]

"I could say the same of you, Diana," he says with a laugh as he goes to help her up. He wants until she's on her feet and steady before leaning in close again. "Now. Where were we?"

[diana_abel]

"Mmm...something about luck. And sending you off to war with a bang," she said, swishing her hips a little. "Does that sound right?"

Right or wrong, she was already snaking her arm around his shoulders.

[somanyadjectives]

He grins a bit at that, before nodding. "That sounds perfect to me."

[diana_abel]

"I wholeheartedly agree," she replied.

Before she kissed him again.

Hard.

[somanyadjectives]

And they give each other a great send off, before Stefan heads off to war. It's certainly a much better send off than he would have gotten otherwise.