This is a very, very short piece. But it came to me surprisingly while listening to the Taylor Swift song, "Long Live." (Which, by the way, reminds me of AOS every time i hear it so someone should make a fan video using that song please and thank you lol) But it was the lyric, "The night you danced like you knew our lives would never be the same," that spoke to me and well, this happened. It's simply a bit longer than a drabble.
This takes place a few months after the season finale...assuming Fitz remembers the pod by then. (fingers crossed!)
I don't own AOS. Enjoy!
ANALYTICAL BIOCHEMISTRY RESEARCH BENEFIT 9:08 PM
Fitz and I swayed back and forth slowly, the music in the back of my mind. "Fitz...s-stop staring at me like that." I dropped my hands from around his neck and looked down at the floor, the heat rushing to my cheeks.
"Like what?" He asked innocently, his blue orbs boring into mine.
"Like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world." I said quietly. He slid a finger under my chin and brought it up so our eyes were level.
"I will never stop."
"Well force yourself!" I swatted his hand away angrily, with a fire I had never used against him before. He just stared at me with a faraway look in his eyes.
"I can't go five minutes without you displaying some sort of affection for me, and to be honest, it's becoming very disconcerting. You're daft, Fitz." I asserted, pent up venom in my words.
"I want my best friend back," my words softened and I grabbed his hand. "Not this foolish, lovesick schoolboy." Fitz let go of my hand and rolled his eyes.
"Don't you get it, Jemma? I can't stop. I can't stop loving you. That's like asking a bloke to shoot his dog. You can't ask me to do the impossible. I can't take away...the underwater confession. We're just going to have to go on with our lives. Things change, Jemma. If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living."
"You simply quoted Gail Sheely to appear more agreeable." I crossed my arms and inwardly rolled my eyes.
"I'm just saying," he continued insistently, "Relationship dynamics change. And I'm sorry that our's changing screwed up that naive little world of yours, Jemma, but you can't fix it. This is just something you can't fix. And the moment I released my inadvertent desires to you, I stopped being your friend," I let out a small gasp and I felt a pang in my chest.
"I became something more." He shook his head and stepped back, "And if you can't accept it, well, I guess that speaks for itself." My hand rose to position itself over my mouth in utter surprise and befuddlement. He moved past me and I turned my head and watched him walk through the crowd of people, my eyes boring into the back of his head all the way out the door.
Please review and let me know what you thought! I'm open to adding onto this fic and turning it into a story. Or at least Simmons' reaction to Fitz's thoughts. Please share your opinions! And check out my other oneshot for AOS, "Falling Slowly." Thanks!