Crimson
For Darcy Lewis Week over at fuckyeahdarcylewis on tumblr
Prompt: Crimson
AN: If you don't know tumblr, it's a fantastic website for sharing your love of shows and actors and for keeping you up until 3am :)
Bruce looked up as Darcy entered the lab. She dumped her bag in the doorway and distributed the hot drinks from the cardboard tray in her hand. Double-strength latte for Tony, skinny cappuccino for Jane, chai tea for him.
She was wearing her blue skirt. He liked that skirt. Maybe one day he'd even tell her so.
Her eyelids were heavy and there wasn't even a hint of her usual cheery smile as she sank down onto a stool at his bench. She hid behind a partial curtain of hair and held onto her coffee like it was an anchor, both hands wrapped around it. Her fingernails were some shade of dark red he didn't know the name of. They matched the colour of the lacy veins in the whites of her eyes.
'Who kept you up last night?' Jane asked.
'Everybody,' Darcy moaned. 'Benedict Cumberbatch, Matt Smith, Michael Fassbender—it was a wild night on tumblr.'
AN: Feel free to come and find me on tumblr at imadeyousomeshoes dot tumblr dot com :)
