[Avengers: Drabble] "There's Always Time for Desert" [Bruce/Darcy, PG]
Title: There’s Always Time for Dessert
Prompt: writerverse challenge #26 last night’s texts (story based on a text from texts from last night)
Word Count: 217
Text Used: (404): please don’t judge me for my hormonal purchase, judge me for my awesome rack
Rating: PG
Original/Fandom: Avengers (movie ‘verse)
Pairings: Bruce Banner/Darcy Lewis
Warnings: mild innuendo (though, much milder than I intended)
Summary: Bruce wasn’t sure why he had let himself be talked into having a cell phone again.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
There's Always Time for Dessert
Bruce wasn’t sure why he had let himself be talked into having a cell phone again.
Part of it had been Tony’s excitement as he’d pointed out all the ‘awesome’ features he’d added, but it had mostly been Darcy snatching the phone away to program in her own number, before leaning in much closer than was necessary to slide it into his shirt pocket.
Whatever the reason, Bruce hadn’t really second-guessed the decision until the first SHIELD meeting after he and Darcy had finally- finally!- gotten together, and he had left his phone on the tabletop. Even Steve had been hiding a smirk as Bruce flushed bright red and quickly turned his phone face-down.
Her texts got progressively worse, but oddly, he had started getting used to them.
Having fun? she texted him, during a day-long counter-terrorism seminar Fury had ordered them all to attend.
No, he sent back. Is there any chocolate in the Tower?
Three pounds of Special Dark and two pints of Rocky Road. There was a pause. Please don’t judge me for my hormonal purchase, judge me for my awesome rack.
I never judge you, Darcy, Bruce typed. Is there any whipped cream?
I really like where this is going. Can you get out of there early?
As it turned out, he could.
THE END
Current Mood:
cold
Prompt: writerverse challenge #26 last night’s texts (story based on a text from texts from last night)
Word Count: 217
Text Used: (404): please don’t judge me for my hormonal purchase, judge me for my awesome rack
Rating: PG
Original/Fandom: Avengers (movie ‘verse)
Pairings: Bruce Banner/Darcy Lewis
Warnings: mild innuendo (though, much milder than I intended)
Summary: Bruce wasn’t sure why he had let himself be talked into having a cell phone again.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
There's Always Time for Dessert
Bruce wasn’t sure why he had let himself be talked into having a cell phone again.
Part of it had been Tony’s excitement as he’d pointed out all the ‘awesome’ features he’d added, but it had mostly been Darcy snatching the phone away to program in her own number, before leaning in much closer than was necessary to slide it into his shirt pocket.
Whatever the reason, Bruce hadn’t really second-guessed the decision until the first SHIELD meeting after he and Darcy had finally- finally!- gotten together, and he had left his phone on the tabletop. Even Steve had been hiding a smirk as Bruce flushed bright red and quickly turned his phone face-down.
Her texts got progressively worse, but oddly, he had started getting used to them.
Having fun? she texted him, during a day-long counter-terrorism seminar Fury had ordered them all to attend.
No, he sent back. Is there any chocolate in the Tower?
Three pounds of Special Dark and two pints of Rocky Road. There was a pause. Please don’t judge me for my hormonal purchase, judge me for my awesome rack.
I never judge you, Darcy, Bruce typed. Is there any whipped cream?
I really like where this is going. Can you get out of there early?
As it turned out, he could.
THE END
Current Mood:
cold