Skye was kind of loving this stage of the World Cup, mainly because it gave them more free time… and they were taking full advantage of it. Their first time the other night had been sweet, awkward and hot. But then… it was just hot and sweet and comfortable and they said everything they weren't putting in words… and they were doing it every chance they got.

She also liked that the games were a bit more exciting because it was the last chance that most of the teams had. They all wanted to see the matches, so they had come up with the system that half of them watched a game in one room and half of them watch the other in another room. When something important happened one of them went to let the others know or just scream at them.

Skye and Jemma were watching Argentina-Nigeria along with Triplett. Everyone else was watching Bosnia-Iran. He was the only one who knew about them so they asked him to watch all with them so they could be free.

"GOAL!" They were happy that Argentina scored at the third minute of the game but as soon as they were smiling—"NO!" just like that, a minute later, Nigeria scores. May came running, not understanding all the screams, Skye suddenly was on the other end of the couch and Jemma was trying not to laugh. But then she couldn't help it and made it seemed like she was laughing at the match "We couldn't even understand that they were winning and bam! Hilarious…" Skye looked at her like she was crazy and rolled her eyes, still not understanding how Simmons could be so good at so many things but she couldn't tell a little white lie under pressure. May just eyed her suspicious and left. Triplett burst out laughing as soon as she was gone. "Girl, that was bad!"

"Well, it was her fault for jumping away like she was doing something so illegal, I couldn't help it!"

Skye laughed, Jemma was adorable. "We agreed we would wait to tell them!"

"Yes, but there's nothing wrong with two friends sitting together or even holding hands, Skye." Skye went back to her initial position and got closer to Jemma. "Is that so? And is there something wrong if I do this?" She kissed her and Simmons couldn't even remember there was a match going on. She was left breathless. "I... don't think there's anything wrong with that. No, not at all."

"Some of us are trying to watch pay attention, you know?" He smirked. "Oh shut up!" They both said in unison and turned their heads back to the game.

Argentina was already on the next round. Still, Jemma wanted them to play well for once in this tournament. And they were doing a good job. They finished the first half with another goal.

The game ended. Argentina won 3-2. "Wanna celebrate?" Skye asked smirking. Jemma just smiled and took her hand to lead the way to her room.

Coulson, Koenig and May came soon after. "They already left?" May asked. "Yeah, didn't waste any time." Trip said laughing. "I can't believe they think we didn't figured it out already, they'd been at it for three days!" Coulson was amused. They were all happy for them.

"Agent Triplett." Coulson said suddenly serious.

"Yes sir?"

"You can watch the next one with them. But please, let me watch our match with them tomorrow. Just… tell them you want to watch Portugal or something."

Trip smiled knowing Coulson was up to something. But he wasn't sure about doing anything to the girls, he was very protective of them, unless… "Is that an order, sir?" They both smirked. "Yes it is." May rolled her eyes and left, not without having a small smile herself.