BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Skye let out a groan as her alarm went off, waking her from her sleep. She threw herself over the warmth to her side and reached to turn the alarm off. When the noise had finally quietened, she snuggled into the warmth beneath her, closing her eyes and drifting back to sleep.

She didn't drift too far, however as the warmth beneath her shifted - Wait, what! Skye's eyes were thrown open to look at the warmth, and suddenly last night came back to her. In her haste to turn off the alarm, she had leant over Simmons, the 'warmth' she had felt, and had practically collapsed on top of her. Skye blushed as she realised she was on top of Simmons, their legs tangled together, her face previously nestled in Simmons' neck. She couldn't avoid the thought of wanting to wake up to this more often, but she quickly pushed the thought down as Simmons fully woke up.

'Mmmmm,' Simmons groaned groggily. 'Skye? What- You're lying on top of me.'

Skye's eyes widened as she realised she had yet to move, subconsciously (and maybe a little consciously) enjoying the close contact. Skye quickly untangled their legs and shifted to the other side of the bed.

'S- Sorry,' Skye muttered, causing Simmons to giggle.

'Dont worry, I didn't mind... It was just getting a little hard to breathe.'

Skye nodded, her blush as bright as ever. 'Well... We should probably get ready.. You know, school.'

Simmons nodded, swung her legs over the side of the bed and got up. Skye quickly averted her eyes at the sight of Simmons' legs, however the vast expanse of skin was to tempting to not stop her from peaking a glance. She hadn't realised quite how short her pyjama shorts were, and seeing them on Simmons- Well, safe to say her blush had yet to fade.

Clearing her throat, Skye said, 'If you want, you can use my shower... I'll just go use the spare down the hall.' Nodding to herself, proud she'd managed to get the sentence out without stuttering, Skye swiftly left the room to go to the bathroom, leaving Simmons staring after her in confusion at her stiltedness.

Skye made it to the bathroom and shut the door closed and leaning back on it. Her head slumped back, hitting the door. 'Way to go, Skye,' she berated herself. 'You're acting like a thirteen year old boy. Get a hold of yourself.'

Skye got up from the door and quickly stripped and got in the shower, setting the shower to a slightly colder setting than usual. She quickly washed, getting out ten minutes later. She dried and tied her hair up, looking at herself in the mirror.

'Okay, you can do this. Simmons is your friend. Act normal.' With a nod, Skye pulled her towel tighter around her body, before heading back to her room. She was relieved to hear the shower still going, and quickly got changed. She was just pulling her top over her head when she heard the shower turn off. Skye busied herself checking her phone as she waited for Simmons to come out. A few minutes later, Simmons came out, changed and fresh.

'Hey,' Skye greeted with a smile. 'Good shower?'

Simmons smiled, 'Yes, thanks. I hope you don't mind, but I borrowed your shampoo and conditioner.'

'Nah, it's all good,' Skye replied, trying not to think of Simmons smelling her (and how she would much rather get Simmons smelling of her). 'I think I heard Coulson downstairs cooking breakfast.'

'Great! I'm starving.' Simmons grinned, and went to the door. 'Shall we?'

Skye followed Simmons down stairs and true enough, Coulson was cooking bacon.

'Hey, girls,' he greeted. 'Sleep well?' he asked looking up from the frying pan.

'Yes, thank you,' Simmons answered, sitting down in the chair that Skye had pulled out for her. Coulson threw Skye a look when Simmons wasn't looking, causing Skye to shrug bashfully. Coulson smirked at her before turning back to the food cooking.

'Food should be done soon,' he told them, and was followed by the toast popping up nearby. 'Would you mind getting that, Skye?'

Skye quickly set about buttering toast, and putting the kettle on. 'Hey, Simmons. Do you want a coffee? Or some Tea, I bought some the other day for you,' she asked, with a smile.

'Tea would be lovely, thank you.'

Skye set about making it, and was finished in time for the food to be ready. They all dug in, enjoying the cooked breakfast. After a few moments of quiet eating, Coulson said, 'Hey, Skye, I have to meet with my editor today to go over some things for the new book. His office is in the city over so I should be out all day, so don't expect me till late.'

Skye nodded with a smile, 'What, no warnings not to throw parties or stealing your alcohol?' she asked jokingly.

Coulson chuckled, 'Nope, I trust you.'

What he said was so simple yet it meant so much to Skye. Most foster parents wouldn't leave her alone in the house for an hour, let alone a whole day. It showed how much faith he had in Skye and she promised herself she wouldn't ruin that trust.

They ate the meal in relative silence, occasionally saying something about their day or the weather, various small talk. After they had finished, Coulson got up.

'Well, I best be going. I have an early start.' Coulson leaned down on autopilot and kissed Skye on the cheek. She barely had time to tense before he was away and out the door, saying goodbye over his shoulder.

Skye raised her hand to her cheek in shock. Simmons watched her with a worried expression.

'Are- Are you okay?' Simmons asked tentatively.

Skye looked at her with a small smile, 'Yeah,' she replied, whispered almost in disbelief, 'I'm okay.'

Skye pulled up to school and found a parking spot before turning off the engine.

'So, I had a really good time yesterday,' Skye said bashfully.

Simmons smiled. 'Me too. Thank you for inviting me.'

'Of course, Simmons, I'm glad you could come. We should definitely do it again.'

'Definitely,' Simmons agreed. 'We've still got four more seasons of the Walking dead to watch.'

Skye chuckled, 'Oh, really? I remember you being terrified.'

'Hey, its a perfectly valid reason to be scared. A Zombie apocalypse is a very possible threat!' Simmons tried to defend herself.

'Ha! You're one of those people, aren't you!?'

'Yes I am! With all the new drug experimentation and human trials and everything else, its highly possible! Did you know there is a drug that gives you cannibalistic urges? People eating other people!'

Skye just laughed harder. After a moment, Simmons let out a giggle.

'Thank you, again. For everything,' Simmons said again, leaning in to peck Skye on the cheek.

However, at that moment, Skye turned to Simmons, causing the kiss to land on the corner of her mouth. Skye didn't move, didn't let herself turn to look at Simmons as she pulled away.

'Sorry,' Skye breathed out, quietly.

'No, it's okay,' Simmons replied, something odd in her voice that Skye couldn't place. 'I should probably go, my friends are waiting for me. I'll see you later?'

'Sure.'

Simmons grabbed her bag and slid off her seatbelt.

'Bye,' she said before sliding out the car and heading over to a crowd of people who were her friends.

Seeing her go, Skye hit her head back on her seat with a groan.

'God, I am so screwed.'

What was with people and kissing her today?'

Simmons frowned as she fiddled with her sandwich, barely eating it. She was so lost in thought that she didn't notice Bobbi approach her.

'Hey, Simmons,' Bobbi greeted.

Simmons looked up in surprise, and took a calming breath. 'Oh. Bobbi, sorry, I didn't notice you.'

Bobbi smiled and took a seat next to her on the picnic bench. 'Sorry for startling you... You okay? You didn't meet us for lunch.'

Simmons nodded distractedly, 'What? Yeah, I'm fine... I just wanted to enjoy the weather.'

Bobbi looked around at the sky sceptically. 'Umm, Simmons, the weather is shit.'

Simmons looked up, 'Oh... Yeah. Reminds me of England.'

Bobbi hummed in agreement. 'Well, if you want to talk, you can tell me what's bothering you.'

Simmons frowned again before sighing. 'You're friends with Skye, right.'

Bobbi almost rolled her eyes, of course it was Skye that caused Simmons to get so emotional. 'Yeah, I guess... I mean, we made out and then she helped me get back with Hunter. I think that qualifies as friends, right?'

Simmons smiled weakly. 'Yes, I suppose. Well... We spent all day together yesterday. She - I had a really good time.'

'Well, that's good, right?' Bobbi prompted gently.

'Yeah, it was great... Its just... How do you know when you like someone?' Simmons suddenly burst out.

Bobbi gave a faint chuckle. 'Oh, that's what this is about. Well, I guess when I'm with Hunter, everything is about them. You're always conscious of how close they are, when they touch you, how they breathe. It's like suddenly they're your whole world. You want to spend every second of the day with them. You find things that remind you of them and all you want to do is share it with them. They make you happy, like you never want them to leave.'

Simmons silently listened, her frown deepening as Bobbi went on.

'I... I think I like Skye... You know, romantically.'

Bobbi would have grinned at the words had they not been spoken so miserably. 'Why do you say that like you just signed your death sentence? This is a good thing!'

'No, its terrible!' Simmons exclaimed. 'She doesn't like me! You should have seen her this morning! We woke up and we were all tangled and cuddling and - God it felt so good, but she freaked out! She wouldn't even look at me and practically ran out of there! And in the car at school, I went to kiss her on the cheek and she turned and I kissed her on the side of her mouth. She looked so shocked. I just- I cant risk telling her and her turning me away. My friendship with her is too important to risk loosing her.'

Bobbi internally groaned. She loves you! She wanted to scream at her, but she had promised not to say anything.

'Look, that doesn't mean anything. Maybe she was just surprised. We know she likes girls, and we know she likes you, because, hello! She doesn't exactly talk to anyone besides you. So maybe we just wait, see what happens. She's not crazy, she'd be stupid not to like you.' Bobbi tried to reassure Simmons, pulling her into a half-hug. 'It'll be okay.'

They sat there for a few moments, Simmons taking comfort from Bobbi's embrace, until finally Simmons let go.

'Do you wanna come inside now? The others were worried,' Bobbi asked.

'No, I think I might stay out here a little while longer. Just be alone for a while.'

Bobbi nodded, and gave her another brief hug. 'Well, come find me if you want to talk, okay?'

Simmons nodded and Bobbi stood, heading back towards the lunch hall. She was hit with a wave of noise as she entered the hall and quickly made her way to her friends. They all looked up at her entrance, the silent question asking if Simmons was okay.

'Okay, guys. We need to get Simmons and Skye together. ASAP.'

Skye walked down the hall towards her locker. It was the end of the day and she wanted to get home to relax. Her mind had been in a state of turmoil ever since Simmons and hers' almost-kiss. She was stopped in her tracks by someone calling her name. They were British, and her mind instantly jumped to Simmons, but the voice was definitely male. Fitz? No, Simmons said he was Scottish. Her confusion was answered by a guy breaking through the crowd in the hallway and jogging over to her.

'Please don't break my fingers,' he quickly pleaded before crashing into her with a huge hug. To say Skye was confused was an understatement.

'Ummm?'

'Oh, right!' The guy let her go, much to her relief. 'I'm Lance Hunter, most people call me Hunter.'

Understanding dawned on her.

'I wanted to thank you. Bobbi said you talked to her and got her to get back together with me.'

Skye grinned, 'Hey, no problem. She's super into you so it would have happened sooner or later.'

'Well, it's thanks to you that it was sooner. So thanks, love.' Hunter grinned at her. 'A bunch of us are hanging out at the Computer Science geek club, if you wanna join. Everyone wants to meet you.'

Skye tensed, 'Ummm, I have work.'

Skye tried not to wince at how Hunters face fell. 'Maybe another time then?'

'Sure.' Skye agreed, although she had no intension of following through.

'Great! I'll see you around!' Hunter left, and Skye quickly went to her locker, happy to be going home.

Over the next few days, Simmons was surprisingly distant, much to Skye's confusion. Maybe I came on too strong. Maybe I freaked her out, were the thoughts constantly running through her head. However, as if to replace Simmons' presence, Skye was constantly approached by her friends, all inviting her to their club and wanting to get to know her better. It was kind of annoying, but she had to admit that they did all seem nice, although Tony was a little ( see: a lot) arrogant. She might have finally said yes if it weren't for Simmons. Does she not want me there?

It wasn't till that Friday, five days later, that Simmons came to talk to her. Skye was eating in her usual spot in the lunch hall, in the corner away from everyone else (although over the past few days, Simmons' friends were determined to change that), when Simmons sat down in front of her.

Why have you been ignoring me, Simmons? 'Hey, Simmons.'

I've missed you, Skye. 'Hi, I feel like we haven't spoken in ages,' Simmons replied sheepishly.

Who's fault is that? Why? 'Yeah, I've been really busy at work.' Skye answered quickly, trying to hide her frustration.

I'm so sorry. I just want to be friends again. 'Oh. Well, everyone really likes you. They really want you to hang out sometime.'

I only want to spend time with you. 'Do you, Simmons?'

Of course! 'Of course, Skye. I always like hanging out with you.' Simmons answered truthfully.

So do I. I cant stop thinking about you. 'Great!' Skye smiled for the first time since Simmons had arrived. 'Do you want to meet me after school? At the book store?'

I want nothing more. 'Sounds good,' Simmons agreed with a smile.

Just then, the bell rang for the end of lunch.

'Oh, I'll see you later?' Simmons asked.

'Yeah, absolutely. Bye,' Skye agreed, before gathering her tray of uneaten food and standing up. She threw one last smile to Simmons before leaving.

I wish I could tell you I love you, Simmons.

I think I'm falling in love with you, Skye.

Things seemed to go back to being relatively normal after that; Simmons had stopped avoiding Skye and started hanging out wit her after school again. Skye still ate away from Simmons' large group of friends, although she was some times joined by Bobbi and Hunter, sometimes Trip and Fitz. Tony had taken to bothering her in her Computer class, and she was still given multiple offers to hang out with the group after schools. Skye still found ways to politely decline.

It had been two weeks when Simmons confronted her about it, pausing netflix and turning to face her.

'Do you not like my friends?' Simmons suddenly asked her.

Skye looked at her in surprise. 'What? No, they're nice... Apart from Tony, he's an idiot.' She tagged the joke in on the end to try and lessen the intense look Simmons was giving her.

'Then why do you keep refusing to hang out with everyone? You would have fun, if you would just let yourself.'

Skye scoffed. 'I'm not refusing anything. I have work. And homework, and I'm spending time with Coulson, sometimes May and Fury. I've just been busy,' Skye heatedly defended herself.

Now it was Simmons' turn to scoff. 'Really? Because I know for a fact you don't care about homework, and May and Fury can only come over on weekends because of work, Coulson has been encouraging you to make new friends, and you only work Wednesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.'

Skye wanted to deny it, but it was true. Instead she went for her usual sarcasm. 'Wow, it's a little creepy how you know all that. Do I need a restraining order?'

'Ha, Ha.' Simmons pretended to laugh, deadpan. 'Seriously, why wont you tell me the real reason?'

'I just...' Skye let out a frustrated huff. 'It's stupid, okay...I know that Coulson cares about me. I know, he's given me no reason to doubt him. And I've let myself care about him and you. I just... If I let myself care, I'm just tempting fate. It's already going to kill me if I have to leave and loose you and AC; it will only hurt more if there are others.' Skye hung her head, pulling up her knees up to her chest. 'I don't want to leave,' she whispered out, small enough that Simmons had to lean in to hear her.

'Oh, Skye.' Simmons pulled Skye into a crushing hug. 'You wont have to leave. I promise. And even if you did, do you honestly believe we will stop being your friend? Bruce had a year away in Brazil two years ago and we all spoke every day. I wouldn't stop being your friend for anything, and neither will the others once you get to know them.'

Skye didn't say anything, just let Simmons hold her until she stopped shaking.

'We're never going to leave you.'

I know, I'm an asshole for making you wait this long, I'm sorry. Next chapters gunna have more Philinda, and Simmons will finally drag Skye to hang out with the squad, and yes, this slowburn is finally going to catch on fire ;) so you have that to look forward to. Sorry this was a lil angsty.

I changed my name to DaisyRomanov because BlackQuake is life :)

This is unbeta'd so if there are any terrible mistakes, let me know. Send me a review of what you think :)

Thoughts and ideas are always appreciated.