Shuffle Challenge Rules
a fandom/couple/crossover you like.
on your music player and put it on random (aka: shuffle).
a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it ends.
lingering afterwards. No cheating.
10 of these and post them.

Sorry there's been no new V is for Victory the past couple weeks but absolutely insane working hours plus the head cold from hell that I've been battling for three weeks now hasn't been conducive to getting any writing done... So I figured I would throw these up for those of you who didn't catch them on my tumblr last week, in the mean time :)

Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would bring me back to you
That someday it would bring me back to you

The first time Darcy had informed him that he was absolutely not allowed to get out of bed before 11 am on Sunday mornings, that is was a Rule, capital R and italics implied, Steve wasn't sure what to make of it. There had never been a time in his life where such acts of slothfulness would not have been considered sinful, let alone be demanded of him. He actually thought she was kidding, or at the very least exaggerating, but it turned out that Sunday morning laze-abouts, as she called them, were strictly enforced in the Lewis household. Saving the world was the only accepted excuse and even that was tenuous justification for missing Sunday morning sleep in.

It only took a few weeks, however, before Sunday officially became his favorite day of the week. He soon discovered that she didn't mean they had to actually sleep until 11, although sometimes they did, recharging after an action packed week. Sometimes they just hung out in bed, silently eating sugary cereals out of the box and watching cartoons Darcy saved to the DVR. Sometimes they snuggled together, legs entwined beneath the sheets, talking softly about what ever crossed their minds. And some mornings, like today, they made sleepy, lazy, sloppy, love to the soundtrack of the late summer New York thunderstorm raging outside the open window.