It’s our first date and cooked my least favorite food ever but I bear through it because I like you too much au!Darcy Lewis and Felicity Smoak
Felicity had to hold in her throw up as she put another piece of the Schwarma food in her mouth. She hated the strange food deeply, mainly because her Mom had experimented with the food back in her younger years and it was disgusting.
“This is great, isn’t it?” Darcy grinned. Felicity blinked for a second. All she could see was Darcy, not her words. Darcy had her dark hair in a neat bun, glasses perched on her nose and she was wearing a very low gray V-Neck, a cut gray skirt and gray flats and a black cardigan. Felicity felt overdressed in her bright blue dress.
“Yeah,” Felicity took a bite, holding back a shudder. “Delicious.”
Her old friend and longtime crushed grinned and reached over, taking her hand, a soft look on her face. “I’m glad we could finally do this, Liss.” Felicity set down her fork and leaned forward.
“Me too, Darce.” She said lightly. Before she could say anything else, she heard a loud voice.
“Is that Darcy Mae Lewis?!” Darcy grimaced at her middle name as Donna Smoak-Lance and Quentin Lance came over, Quentin a little more embarrassed than Donna.
“Hi, Mrs. Smoak.” Darcy smiled lightly. “Here for some Schwarma.”
“Yes, I love it.” Donna grinned at Felicity. “I’m surprised you convinced Felicity to eat Schwarma. She hates it. Like, with a passion. I made some when she was 10 or 11 or something and she puked for like two hours, remember that, sweetie?”
“Mom, stahp.” Felicity hissed, cheeks reddening.
“What?” Donna asked as Quentin took her by the elbow and began to drag her away. “Was it something I said?”
Both were quiet until Darcy spoke up: “Were you eating it because you didn’t want to make me upset?”
“...maybe…”
“I’m in love with you.”