"Do you know what time it is?"
"Apparently a good time for you to be working out."
Fitz replied as he sneaked under Ward's outstretched arm holding the door to enter the Specialist's cabin. Wiping away the sheen of sweat off his forehead, Ward closed his front door and followed his friend into his living room. Making a short detour to the kitchen, Ward poured himself some hot beverage from a thermos.
"Why are you walking around in the woods at this time of the night?"
"Time? Night? What is time and night when all I see is a sun sunny smile." Fitz replied as he crawled on to Ward's couch and curled himself over a pillow.
"Ok Lover Boy," Ward pushed his friend's legs off the couch to sit beside the grinning scientist. "How's your date?"
"Absolutely perfect. What are you looking for?" Fitz asked as he felt Ward picking up his hand.
"Rings."
"You think we got married?"
"With your muttering over golden anniversaries yesterday, I can't be too sure."
"Haha! How hilarious."
Ward chuckled as he picked up his mug and sipped on the hot beverage. "Seriously Bro, how was your date?"
"A man do not kiss and tell."
"Well, a man who do not kiss and tell, better know how to not land on his face when I throw him out of my house for banging on my door at freaking 3 in the morning!"
"You need to get laid." Fitz replied with a wink.
"Did you?" Ward retorted. "Is this why you are so happy and grinning like a demented clam?"
"That's not why because I'm happy, Wiseass!" Fitz backhanded Ward's bicep playfully.
"She loves you back." Ward said quietly after a playful wrestle.
"Yeah."
xox
"Is that a hickey?"
"What?" Simmons gasped and quickly ran to see her neck in the mirror. She stopped when she heard a giggled emitting from Skye. "That was naughty of you, Missy."
"Whatever." Skye waved at Simmons threatening voice. "So there was more than just talking I assume?"
Simmons' blush told Skye what could not be said.
"Did you have a good talk?" Skye asked when Simmons sat beside her on her bed.
"Yes. I have no idea that all this time, he has the same feelings that I have for him. Oh Fitz is so sweet Skye." Simmons sighed as she took Skye's hand and hugged it to her chest. "He was so shy and afraid to say what was on his mind that it was so utterly adorable! I could hear his heart beating."
"Much like your heart is beating now? I'm going to get bruises on my hand." Skye teased.
"Oh you!" Simmons chastised her and pushed Skye's hand away dramatically. "Oh Skye! It was just entirely charming and completely endearing when he finally whispered how much he loves me when we were dancing. It was just so incredibly - "
"Breathe Simmons. Breathe. If you faint I have to get Fitz and we'll all get a live performance of a scene from Romeo and Juliet. Only we'll make sure he uses an ICER. Ouch!"
"You dare make fun of me?" Simmons narrowed her eyes at her friend.
"It stopped you from swooning!"
xox
"Is that coffee you're drinking?" Fitz asked Ward.
"What? This?" Ward looked pointedly to his mug.
"Yes."
"If you want some coffee, I can make you some." Ward replied as he took another sip of the beverage.
"Why can't I have whatever it was in that thermos?"
"Because I finished it?"
"What are you hiding?"
"Why would I want to hide anything?"
"Something is not right."
"You are delusional. Too much dose of Simmons, perhaps?"
"Naah. Something is ... What is that picnic basket doing there?"
"What picnic basket?" Ward innocently asked but crunched his face in defeat when Fitz got up to inspect the content of the basket and inhaled the empty thermos.
"Oohh-ooh Buddy! You are so busted."
"What?"
"Skye was here. Wasn't she? And you were all sweaty when you answered the - OH MY - ! Is she still here?!"
xox
"Why are you still dressed in your jeans and boots at 2.30 in the morning?"
"Because I slept in them while waiting for you to come back?" Skye replied as she took off her boots.
"But you weren't sleeping when I came back with Fitz. I saw you sneaking into your room when Fitz was wishing me good night."
"I went to get some water when I woke up." Skye pointed at the bottle of water by her bed.
"Your hair."
"What?"
"They are messy."
"They tend to when I toss and turn in my sleep." Skye replied before she drank a gulp of water from the bottle. "What's with all the questions? I should be the one asking you all that."
"Hmmmm.. Something is not - "
"Hey. What are you doing?" Skye protested when Simmons lifted Skye's hair off her shoulder to inspect the Hacker's neck.
"That's whisker burn." Simmons told her friend with a glint in her eye.
"Whisker burn?" Skye asked innocently. "Is that contagious?"
"Haha! You are so busted Sweetie!"
"Whatever do you mean Dr Simmons?" Skye asked in her Southern accent.
"Unless you can show me that you own a bottle of cologne that has the same scent as Ward's that currently lingering on your skin and shirt, I suggest you tell me what shenanigans have you been up to while I was gone."
"Do you have to be Sherlock Holmes all the time?"
To be continued ...