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As long as she’d lived, Darcy had been amused by her soulmark. She’d become an expert at baking cupcakes, because she always made sure to take some with her when she knew she was going places she wasn’t technically supposed to be in. Hey, if her soulmate gave her a hint for how to mollify people when she broke the rules (which she did often), why not use it?
As far as Darcy was concerned, her soulmate was totally an enabler.
For all that, though, when Valentine’s Day rolled around and she didn’t have a date, possibly meeting her soulmate was not what she had in mind when she went down to Stark’s lab for the first time since she started working for him.
Darcy had made cupcakes, the chocolate mudcake variety, because she figured staying on your boss’s good side was a thing to be encouraged, and who didn’t like chocolate cupcakes? No one, that’s who. Or at least no one she’d met.
So, this scene was not exactly one she’d been prepared for when she stepped into the lab on a fine Saturday Valentine’s Day morning.
“Hey, who are you and how did you get in here?” Stark said, pointing a soldering iron at her as he popped up from underneath a… something, Darcy didn’t even want to know. “Wait, never mind, you brought cupcakes, that’s okay then.”
She stopped, looked at the carton of cupcakes she was carrying as a “thank you for taking in the assistant, too, when you hired the astrophysicist, this is the first time I meet you in person so have some Valentine’s Day cupcakes”-gift, then back up at the crazy billionaire philanthropist superhero again and groaned. How much more tacky could it get? Meeting her soulmate on Valentine’s Day? Really, world?
“Oh, for the love of – you have got to be kidding me!”