Title: now or never
Rating: T
Pairing: Monica/Darcy
Summary: Everything in Westview is perfect, especially Monica's neighbour. At least it is, until it isn't.
Notes: for the @fuckyeahdarcylewis femslash week, Day 1: now or never.
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Title: now or never
Rating: T
Pairing: Monica/Darcy
Summary: Everything in Westview is perfect, especially Monica's neighbour. At least it is, until it isn't.
Notes: for the @fuckyeahdarcylewis femslash week, Day 1: now or never.
AO3

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Darcy Lewis Femslash Week: Ponytail
"Focus, Rambeau," Monica muttered under her breath as she followed Darcy down another path of the arboretum. With the sun shining brilliantly all morning, Darcy had not taken no for an answer when dragging her to an impromptu walk, ditching Sword work aside--only the walk had been a short drive to the arboretum in Willowwood, and Darcy...she had...
"Did you say something?" Darcy glanced behind at Monica, ponytail swinging over her shoulder.
"Nope!" Monica said quickly, smiling wide. She pointed at a nearby tree and sped toward it. "Wow, is that an oak tree?"
Darcy snorted. "Yeah, like the fifteenth one we've seen so far." She stopped next to Monica, and Monica slowly moved her gaze to look at her again. Darcy squinted up at the lumbering branches overhead, fingers trailing down the tree bark. Monica's eyes slid down, pausing at her lips, painted a ripe-looking red, then to her jaw, then the smooth slope of her neck, a hint of her collarbone, exposed with her hair tied up...
It took Monica a moment to realize Darcy had stopped facing the tree and was now staring at her.
A teeny-tiny domestic fluff AU drabble under the cut!
“Are we watching the boys today?” Monica asks, putting the cap back on the orange juice and returning it to the fridge.
“It’s Saturday,” Darcy says. “I have a buy-one-get-one pizza coupon and their combined weight in Cheez-its in the pantry, so we’d better be watching them or it’s all gonna go to waste.”
The Rambeau-Lewis household is a quiet one, on a quiet street, in a quiet town. Except on Saturdays, when Wanda needs to run errands and Vis is off doing whatever it is the neighborhood watch team gathers to do instead of neighborhood watching. On Saturdays, the Maximoff twins hurry across the street immediately after breakfast and spend the rest of the day alternating between Nerf battles in the front yard and video games on the couch.
The doorbell rings right on schedule. Coffee in hand, Darcy goes to answer.