Darcy/Matt
Darcy sat on the edge of the roof, feet dangling down over the side, a paper cup of coffee in her hand. She watched the man in red and black walk towards her, mask obscuring the upper half of his face. He sat down beside her, and she offered him the cup. “Do you ever sleep?”
He smiled. He had a great smile. She loved it when she could see the smile touching his eyes, but that wasn’t really an option when he was all dressed up in his super suit. “Sometimes. You’re out here too, though.”
“Yeah.“ She shrugged, watching him take a drink. She knew he would know about the nightmares. Something about the way she smelled after she woke up in a cold sweat? “Having trouble sleeping tonight.”
“Isn’t the coffee a little counter-intuitive, then?”
“Maybe. But you like it better than the hot chocolate they have here.” Darcy leaned over until her head was resting against his shoulder. She knew it was only a matter of time before he would have to parkour off into the night.
“Foggy keeps asking when you’re going to come by the office again.” His hand slid across her back until it was resting on her hip. It wasn’t exactly the most comfortable position, what with all the body armor, but it was what she could get.
She smiled, shifting her head against him. “I’ll bake some of those thumbprint cookies when I get home, bring them by this morning.” She paused, making a face. “Later this morning.”
She felt him still against her, knew that their stolen moment was coming to an end. Sitting straight up again, she turned towards him. Fingertips moved over the side of her neck as he leaned over to give her a quick kiss. “Be careful, Matt.”
He just offered her that cocky smile before heading back off into the night.