Daisy was sitting on Fitz's lap in the Shield common area at two in the morning, making out with him.
She had gone to bed a few hours earlier, same as everyone had, but like normal she hadn't been able to sleep. So also like normal, she had gotten up and started wandering the empty hallways of the base, where she'd run across Fitz sitting on the common room couch drinking tea and drawing engineering diagrams by the unusually bright moonlight that they had that night. Upon a sudden (but also longstanding if she was being honest with herself) urge, she had walked over and plopped herself straight down in his lap, saying, "Make out with me, Fitz. There aren't any security cameras in here, so Simmons will never know — it'll be our little secret."
As she said it, she knew there was no way perfect Fitz would cheat on his wife like that, but to her great surprise, he immediately grabbed her face in his hands and started kissing her passionately — or snogging her, as the back of her mind supplied her that he would call it. She was so surprised by his actions that it took her a second to begin responding, but soon their tongues were battling for dominance and their hands were running all over each other underneath each other's shirts — and he certainly wasn't shy about going for her boobs, she was pleased to discover.
But long before she was ready to be done (for the night at least — if he was so willing to make out with her then, she hoped he likely would be in the future as well), the small light of the table lamp across the room flipped on without warning, and Daisy jerked back to see who had caught them. She knew it had been a risk to do anything in such an open area, but everyone was supposed to be asleep that late at night, so she had thought it would be fine.
To her utmost horror, she found Simmons standing there in a tank top and sleep shorts, looking at them sleepily.
"Hi, Daisy," the older girl said with a yawn.
"This isn't what it looks like!" exclaimed Daisy as she quickly rolled off of Fitz's lap and onto the spot on the couch next to him.
"It looks like you were snogging my husband," replied Simmons mildly, raising an eyebrow at Daisy.
A thousand denials ran through Daisy's mind, but she knew she'd been caught red-handed, so she sighed and admitted, "Okay, it's exactly what it looks like."
But she couldn't help but still try defending herself at least a little bit, so she quickly added, "But I wasn't the only one — your husband never tried stopping me! In fact, all I did was ask him to make out with me, and he's the one who actually started it!"
She wasn't exactly sure why she was throwing Fitz under the bus, as it really was all her fault other than the fact Fitz had gone along with it, but they were undeniably caught, so they were both already in a heap load of trouble no matter how she tried explaining it or who she blamed.
"I wasn't accusing," replied Simmons with a roll of her eyes. "I would have said a little more than 'hi' if I had been. I had just woken up a few minutes ago to find that my husband hadn't been able to sleep, and unable to immediately fall back asleep myself, I decided to wander around to see if I could find him, and make sure he hadn't lost track of time in the lab or something. I'll just get myself a cup of tea real quick and then get out of your hair, so you guys can get back to snogging and come to bed whenever you're ready."
Crossing the short distance over to the couch, she leaned down and kissed Fitz lightly on the lips, saying as she stood back up, "Love you."
"Love you too, Jemma," replied Fitz as she walked towards the kitchen to make her tea.
Then he turned back towards Daisy and leaned over to start kissing her again, but Daisy put a hand firmly on his chest and held him back.
"No. You're telling me what the hell is going on here. I came in here thinking I was asking you to cheat on your wife, and for you to refuse and leave and possibly stop being friends with me because of it, and now your wife is casually telling you to keep making out with me before you go back to bed with her."
"We go to bed with her, is actually what she said, I believe," replied Fitz. "But I get your confusion. And to alleviate any fears you might have, Jemma and I aren't having any problems — Jemma is just okay with me snogging you. In truth, we've been talking for a few months now about seeing if you would be interested in joining us, but hadn't figured out the best way to approach you. But we agreed that if either of us had a good opening, we were allowed to take it — and you asking to make out seemed to qualify as a good opening."
Daisy stared at him in shock.
"You — You've been talking about me?"
"Yes, dear," replied Simmons, walking back in from the kitchen. "And we were already pretty sure you wanted Fitz in return, something I think after tonight we can definitely say is true, but we were hoping you might not mind me as well — if not physically, then romantically and emotionally, at least."
"And I know this isn't the best time, dumping all of this on you like this, but we would also like to ask you out on a date with us at some point, and then hopefully to officially become our girlfriend," continued Fitz. "But I know this is a lot to take in at the moment, especially at two in the morning when all you wanted to do was make out with me, so we'll give you all the time you need to think about everything we've said before we ask if you're actually interested in that date, and a possible relationship with us."
"And in the meantime, I'll leave you two alone just as soon as my tea is done, so you can get back to making out like you were before I interrupted. And then if you're willing, coming back with Fitz to sleep with us for what remains of the night," finished Simmons.
Simmons then turned to return to the kitchen to wait on her tea in there, but before she'd taken two steps Daisy hurriedly exclaimed, "Wait! I'll do it! I'll go on a date with you and be your girlfriend!"
Simmons turned back around, and studied the younger girl carefully for several seconds before saying slowly, "Are you sure? I mean, we just threw all this on you, and we don't want you to say yes just because Fitz and I want it."
Daisy shook her head vigorously. "No, no, it's not that, I promise — I really want this. I've had a longtime crush on Fitz, even if I buried it deep after your feelings for each other became blindingly apparent to everyone except yourselves, and I've fantasized about you, Simmons, more times than I'd care to admit. Although, oddly enough, I've never fantasized about being with both of you at the same time, but I guess that's just never been a kind of relationship I've ever thought about before at all, even just in general. But I like you both, and as long as this isn't going to risk messing you guys up at all, I want to try it. Seriously. I just couldn't believe you guys would want me, the complete and total mess I am who's betrayed and ran away from you guys and this team multiple times, and just generally has nothing sorted in her life."
"You are not a mess, and we've all made mistakes and had fights — Jemma and I had several straight months when she got back from Hydra after my brain injury where we barely spoke to each other after nearly ten years of never going a single day without spending most of our time talking to each other," replied Fitz reassuringly. "But as for potentially causing problems between Jemma and I — we're married. We're stuck together till death do us part.
"But if you're positive you want to try being in a relationship with Jemma and I, then why don't we all go to bed together now, and if you still want to make out with me, or Jemma now as well, we can do that in bed. And then tomorrow morning we can work out a time when we're all free to go out on that date."
Daisy nodded eagerly. "Yeah — of course!"
So five minutes later, Daisy found herself snuggled in between Fitz and Simmons in their bed.
As late as it was, they had decided that they should really try to get some actual sleep in instead of making out any more, and while Daisy had insisted that she could take one of the two outsides and let FitzSimmons sleep next to each other with one of them being in the middle, they had insisted that they wanted her to take the middle. So that's where she now found herself, in between her two favorite science nerds, already a tangle of limbs despite having just climbed into bed.
Daisy didn't know where this was going to end up, and she was sure she would mess it all up at some point like she did every relationship in her life, but for the moment she could at least pretend she'd finally found the people she was actually supposed to be with, that she could love forever and who could love her back forever.
And maybe, just maybe, she really could have that this time — after all, she hadn't run them off yet.