Author's Note:
Hi! This is my first Agents of SHIELD fan fiction and it is really short. I just got this little idea and it wouldn't leave me alone, so here it is! I hope you enjoy it. Please review.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. (Not even Fitzsimmons, though I wish I did.)
"I'm about ready to call it a night, Fitz," Jemma yawns. The two are in the lab on the bus trying to figure something out for their mission.
"But it's only two a.m., Simmons! We've pulled longer all-nighters on a regular basis at the Academy," Fitz says.
"No we did not! You may have been irresponsible and stayed up all night to study, but I most certainly did not," Jemma says.
"Oh, yeah? What about our first project of our second year?" he asks with a knowing look.
"Okay, so maybe one time," she admits. Fitz gives her another look. "Or two."
"More like twenty-five," Fitz says.
"Lack of sleep must make you delirious, Fitz, because it sounds like you said twenty-five," she says.
"I'm not tired. You were the one who said you were tired," he reminds her.
"Well, it is two a.m. and we've been working on this all day," Jemma says pointing at their project.
"Okay, we'll I'm done for the night, or morning, rather," she says and kisses Fitz on the cheek.
Oh yeah, Fitz and Simmons are official. Things have calmed down lately, too. Well, calm for them. No one has been too a different planet or received brain damage or almost died in a few months.
"Goodnight, Jemma," he says.
"Oh! I almost forgot! I wanted to ask you something," Jemma says and her eyes light up.
"What is it?" he asks.
"Okay, Fitz, here it is. I have a joke for you. How do you fix a monkey?" Jemma asks.
"Fix a monkey? What on Earth could you fix about a monkey?" Fitz asks incredulously.
"Fitz!" she exclaims.
"What?" he asks.
"I thought that you would like this one! I found a joke about monkey for God's sake!" Jemma says.
"Yes, I see, but there isn't anything to fix about a monkey!" he argues.
"Fitz, it's just a joke!" she says.
"You're bloody right it's a joke, Simmons! No one in their right mind could find anything wrong with a monkey!" Fitz says.
"You're infuriating!" Jemma says.
"Well, I just don't agree," he says.
"You're so bloody stubborn!" she says.
He kisses her. He kisses her because he loves her. He kisses her because he is so thankful for her being here and for him being here all the damn time. He kisses her because he is thankful the bloody cosmos is letting them be together. He kisses her because he wants her to shut up. He kisses her because he's bloody exhausted. He kisses her because she is beautiful.
"Hey, Jemma?" he asks.
"Yeah?" She responds.
"What was the answer?" he asks.
"With a monkey wrench," she laughs.
I really, really love Fitzsimmons. This is only rated T because of cursing, but I actually don't know if 'bloody' is a curse word. I only used it because it felt like something they would say. I am American so it probably sounds stupid. Thank you for reading anyways!