Drabble 5: Girl Talk

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Fitz took a deep breath and paced in front of the door again, trying to get up the nerve to knock. He finally found it and knocked three times, then took a step back. The door opened quickly, and she raised an eyebrow when she saw who it was.

"I was wondering when you were gonna knock. I've heard you out there for five minutes."

He grinned sheepishly and raised his shoulders. "It's not like I've done this before."

She smiled. "Come on in."

He walked past her and perched on her bed, waiting to see where she sat to orient himself. She chose a chair by the desk on the far wall, and spun it around to face him, so he sat back and relaxed.

"Tell me your problems, your troubles and woes." She said.

Fitz faked a laugh. "Very funny Skye. I know this isn't that serious, but I need to know some things." She waited for him to continue. "First, why do girls say something different than they mean? Why can't you be straightforward?"

Skye sighed. "Maybe we don't want to be blunt all the time. Maybe it's fun seeing how much everyone else listens to us talk, and how well they know us."

Fitz opened his mouth and closed it. "I don't mean they have to be blunt all the time, Skye. But why is it so hard to know what they really want?"

She put a finger to her lips, mocking deep thought. "I'm sensing that you don't want to know about all women, but one in specific. Am I right?"

He felt his cheeks get warmer and looked down, quiet.

Skye smiled. "I should start a business. I'm pretty good at this." Then she cleared her throat. "Anyway, you're not doing anything wrong."

He looked up with a question in his eyes.

"You listen really well, and she knows that. She also knows that you would do anything for her, and you have to know she would do the same for you." She raised an eyebrow. "You do know that, right?"

Fitz nodded. "I'm pretty sure I knew that, yeah."

"Good." She stood up. "I honestly don't have any advice for you besides what you already know. Everyone else on the team can tell she likes you, even Hunter. She just needs some time to act now that she's realized it."

He stood up as well and gave her a hug; awkward at first, but friendly. Then he stepped out of her doorway. "Thank you Skye."

She smirked and closed the door. Fitz turned and jumped. Jemma was standing next to him, a textbook in her hand. She looked a bit startled, and confused at where Fitz had come from.

"I was just coming to find you." She said. She gestured to the textbook. "I thought we could take a trip down memory lane, try to spark creativity."

Fitz felt the need to explain himself. "I was just talking with Skye." He said. "Only a five minute conversation, and barely even that."

She got this weird look in her eyes, one Fitz hadn't seen in her before. "Why should I care? We're all friends here."

Even her tone was strange. "You said I should start talking with the other team-members again, so I did!"

She just kept that strange look on her face, and tried to act as if nothing was different. But obviously something was.

"Are you jealous?" he asked.

She spluttered. "What- jealous, why would you even ask that?"

But her cheeks reddened and she got a more normal look on her face: a thoughtful one. "I know there's no reason to it, but the feeling just- happened when I saw you come out of her room. I don't know why, but forgive me. I hate even having to talk about this. Can we just pretend it never happened and go to the lab? That would be perfect."

Fitz smiled. "Of course. But you don't ever have to worry about being jealous, Jemma. I'm always by your side."

He saw her visibly relax at that, and imagined Skye fangirling on the other side of her door. He knew the hacktivist would be listening. All in good time, he thought as he and Jemma started walking towards the lab. I don't mind waiting.