You Belong With Me
If you could see
That I'm the one
Who understands you,
Been here all along.
So, why can't you see—
You belong with me?
Skye is aware that it is not the sanest thing to do, but when she has nothing else to do (or just can't make herself actually do something she should be doing) she likes to ponder about why on earth would Ward hook up with May.
Okay, that needs to be rephrased: a hook up she understands. May is a total badass, legendary agent – the freaking Cavalry –, and Ward is, well, Ward is hot as hell. People have banged for a lot less.
So, yeah, sex she understands. But this pseudo-relationship, this recurring pattern have (which she isn't even supposed to know of) – well, that's beyond her understanding.
Mostly because, well, May is great and everything, but she just… She is just not good for Ward. Emotionally speaking.
Skye has had glimpses into the guy's soul, and damn, that bettered thing could use some patching up. An ear to listen, a shoulder to lean on (and maybe somebody to give him a big bear hug once in a while). And just to be clear: May is not the right person for this job.
No, he'd need somebody who actually understands him, who knows what it is to have a crappy childhood, and who wouldn't push his issues aside or sweep them under the rug. Somebody who is willing listen. Somebody who can provide him comfort. Somebody who will actually take care of him. Somebody who is interested in him beyond a casual horizontal tango. Somebody who will actually love him.
Somebody like… Well, somebody like her. She could do it. She could totally do it. Not that she is into him or anything. She doesn't have a crush on him. No. Nope. Not at all. She is just a compassionate human being who wants to help her S.O.
(Only she'd really love to switch places with May. Because of… reasons.)
(Because she is in love with him.)
(Not that she'd ever admit it out loud.)