#what’s the ship name for this?? jarcy?? dimmy?? woois?? lewoo??

[gaylittleinnkeepers]

» ⚡️ request: HAHA no, but feel free to request a wandavision/mcu or skyrim or blackpink fic

» 🌷 pairing(s): darcy lewis/jimmy woo if you squint

» ❄️ character(s): darcy lewis, jimmy woo, monica rambeau

» 🍂 length: short

[story under cut]

darcy lewis is always on caffeine.

or, at least, that’s what jimmy believes, considering the brunette always has a cup of warm coffee in her hand. the few time’s he’s seen her without, darcy looks near dead.

so that leads him to assume that without caffeine, darcy lewis is unable to function properly; both as a human being and as whatever (or whoever) darcy lewis is.

one day, he just so happens to notice that half-dead darcy has shown up to work: her glasses are askew, her beanie is inside-out, and she barely notices when monica snaps her fingers in front of her face.

“darcy! where’s your head?”

the brunette woman mumbles something incomprehensible in response, and is left to watch the broadcast once again, with red eyes and tapping fingers.

after a few pained minutes, jimmy finally decides to stand up and leave, much to the curiosity of the astrophysicist next to him.

“just keep watching, okay?” he instructs her half-heartedly, earning him a sleepy nod from darcy.

she doesn’t see him again for two hours, much to her anxiety. though later jimmy would tell her she didn’t have to worry.

he comes back with a big grin and three coffees, one for each of the ‘hexagang’ (named by darcy).

as darcy sips her cappuccino, she sends him a grateful smile. “thanks. i needed this.”

jimmy only gives her a small grin.