fitzheartmack challenged: shopping for a wedding cake
They haven’t been sitting at the bakery for long when the
Twenty minutes max,
but stranger things have happened than Leo Fitz being late for an appointment.
It’s a joke around S.H.I.E.L.D., how scatterbrained Fitz can be, but it’s all
good-natured ribbing because Fitz always
comes through when it’s important.
That’s probably why it’s such a shock when Mack checks his
phone, only to find a text from Fitz saying that he’s not coming. No
explanations, no apologies, just three words.
I’m not coming.
Mack’s on autopilot as he dials Fitz’s number, doesn’t even
realize that he’s holding his breath until Fitz answers the phone. Just hearing
him on the line has the tension that was building in Mack’s chest loosening.
"Fitz, are you okay? Is there a problem in the
lab?" The line is quiet, but he can make out Fitz’s breathing on the other
He can hear Fitz heave a shuddering breath, and he knows
that it’s something bad.
"I can’t do it, Mack. I- I thought I could, but I can’t
go through with this wedding." Fitz’s voice is thick, the way it gets when
he’s on the verge of tears. "It’s just too much. First the registry, and
now the bloody cake tasting, and… I don’t want
this! I don’t! It’s too much, and I can’t have all these people watching me - watching us. I don’t know half the people we
invited and it’s too much!”
Listening to Fitz lay out reason after reason for not
wanting to get married to him is probably the worst moment in Mack’s life.
Worse than when he was possessed by the temple. Worse than when his dad left
them just after his sixteenth birthday.
Simmons and Bobbi are sitting opposite him, and from the
pained but knowing look on Simmons’ face it’s clear that she expected this.
Bobbi starts to stand up, and he can see the concern loud and clear on her face
when he shakes his head ‘no’.
Standing up to get some privacy, Mack walks over to the
tinted store-front windows and leans his forehead against the pane. It’s cool
and firm, and it might be the only thing keeping him from tears at this point.
Just a cool pane of glass and the shaded bodies of people as they hurry by.
"I love you. I love you so much, Turbo, and if you
don’t want to get married," he has to stop to take a breath before pushing
on, "we don’t do it. It’s that simple, baby. We just don’t do it."
Getting married to Fitz is something that Mack only recently
allowed himself to think of as more than just a fantasy. He’s only just allowed
himself to realize that this is something that he gets to have with the man he loves, and it’s bittersweet… but he would rather
stay as they are than risk losing Fitz over a marriage he obviously doesn’t
Forehead pushed against the glass, Mack closes his eyes
to better block out the tinted light that streams through the window. With his eyes closed
it’s easier to focus on the quiet hiccups on the other line. He would give
anything to have Fitz in his arms, to be able to draw him in close to better
For now, he settles for the sound of Fitz’s breathing evening
out as Mack waits for him to speak.
Alright, darling. Your flangst challenge IS… dun dun
duuuuuuuun… FitzMack buying their first house together!