Caught.
Words: 587
Couple: Grant Ward and Skye
TV Show: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D
Disclaimer: All characters you recognize belong to Marvel.
AU.
Established Skye/Ward.
Mentions scenes from 1x04.
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With her legs stretched out on the couch, Skye is poking her toe into her SO's chest trying to get his attention to sway from the book and to her. He's resilient, she'll give him that much, but she's persistent, and she knows she'll win this one.
He's been sitting there turning the pages in his book for the last half-an-hour after lifting her feet from the end of the couch, sitting down and dropping them back onto his lap. Ward hadn't replied when she asked him about his meeting with Fury and Coulson and she'd taken to drastic measures to get his attention.
Drastic measures being stripping her t-shirt and leaving her singlet on – he was a hot-blooded male, she had to try didn't she? – and slipping her cold toe underneath the hem of his shirt. Of which had only been responded to with a grunt and a flick of the offending foot.
She lets out a breath and crosses her arms against her chest, narrowing her eyes at him. Grant Ward is trying his hardest not to show response to her actions, but there's a small smirk set on his lips as he sits there in front of her smugly.
"I hate you."
"No you don't."
"Can't you just tell me what it was about?"
He closes the book and places in on his lap, turning to face her with raised eyebrows.
"Why should I?"
"Because it would be beneficial for me to know."
"Really? How?"
"Well, it would be great to know so then I can-"
"It wasn't about you."
Skye shakes her head, "You're lying. It's always about me because Fury hates me. So unless you touched Lola or did damage to the bus, I can't see how it doesn't have anything to do with 'that-criminal-Skye'."
There's a ghost of a laugh on his face just as Leo Fitz calls out Skye's name.
"Yeah?"
"Do you still have the glasses?" he's calling out to her as he gets closer to the living area.
"Glasses?" Ward questions with a frown.
"Yeah, the ones that I was gonna use to help him cheat in poker," she shrugs, "Handed them over to Coulson after, remember?"
There's a groan from the rocket scientist as he skids along the ground and bumps into the couch they're occupying. Skye peers over her shoulder at the man, and has to hold a hand over her mouth to refrain from laughing.
"Jemma dropped a sample behind the cabinet and we can't see it," he explains hurriedly, standing up and rubbing his head slowly, "Think he'd let me use them?"
"Just remember what I said about them Fitz."
A blush creeps up his neck as he turns away from them and rushes from the room. Skye giggles and turns back to the man at the other end of the couch who is watching her skeptically.
"Glasses? Cheating? Poker?"
"Fitz wanted to beat you in poker and those glasses that you used to break into that warehouse or whatever?" Skye laughs, "Told him I would be able to see him naked if I used them and he ran off scared. Pretty handy glasses I'll tell you."
Ward's eyebrows raise again, and she's looking at him wide-eyed, realizing what she's said.
"And you gave these back to Coulson when?"
Skye stutters for a moment, trying to stop digging herself into a hole as she realizes just what – absolutely correct – assumptions he was making.
"So. Fury huh? Think the eye patch is the real deal?"
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Prompt from an anonymous user on Tumblr.
Just for reference, the last line was Skye, who I've come to my own conclusions about not being able to dig herself out of a hole if her life depended on it.
Asked for prompts on Tumblr and IN CAME THE SKYEWARD. Sort of a blend of two, both of which referred to Skye using the glasses to perve on Grant.
Prompts welcome my lovelies!
Thank you!
All mistakes are mine. (Including that OCish feel.)
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