Hey babes! Back again with a new chapter for ya. Nothing super exciting in this one, it's more just a cute little chapter for you. But it was still fun to write. :)

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"Wow. You look stunning."

Glancing over her bare shoulder, Skye smiles when she sees her favorite tall, dark-haired man walking toward her, his hands stuffed into the front pockets of his slacks, a soft smile on his face as he admires her outfit. She can't say she hates this look on him.

"Thanks. You don't look half bad yourself, either. You clean up pretty nicely."

He stops in front of her and quirks a brow. "You do remember seeing me in a suit before, right? I wore one to the premiere last year for the movie that we were both a part of. And at the Oscars. And all the stops for the press tour."

She nods, waving him off. "I know, I know. But there's just something about weddings that makes guys in suits look nicer than at any other time in their life. Whether it's their own or someone else's."

He laughs quietly. "Alright. And are you here alone?" he asks her.

She shakes her head. "No, actually. Miles was finally able to come to an event with me."

"That's nice."

"Yeah. Did you bring anyone with you?"

He lets out a breath. "No, I did not. Normally I would have called a friend to come with and keep me company, but I decided to just fly solo this time around. More opportunities to mingle and meet new faces."

"Ah, well, save a dance for me, then?"

He smiles and nods. "Of course. As long as Miles doesn't mind it."

"As long as Miles doesn't mind what?"

They both turn their heads to see Miles approaching them, immediately wrapping an arm around Skye's waist to hold her close.

"I was just asking Skye to save a dance for me at the reception later," Grant tells Miles with a kind smile. "If you're cool with that, of course. I don't want to step on any toes or anything."

Miles shakes his head. "No, man, we're cool. I don't mind. I know Skye has guy friends and I promise I'm not one of those weirdly territorial boyfriends."

"He really isn't," Skye agrees, leaning against Miles with a pleasant smile on her face, one of her arms wrapping around his torso in return. She looks up at him. "Did you enjoy your chat?"

He nods. "I did. And I think we might have a few more backers for the new project."

She beams, rising on her toes to give him a quick kiss. "That's great, Miles. I'm so proud of you."

"Thanks. It's not a done deal yet, but they're definitely interested."

"Have you ever thought about getting into bigger projects?" Grant asks, drawing their attention back to him. "I know you do mainly indie films, but have you ever considered doing larger productions? You wouldn't have to worry too much about funding them."

"I actually have thought about it before," Miles says with a small nod, "especially once Skye booked Secret War. I thought it could be fun to maybe work on a big blockbuster together someday. But ultimately, I decided to just stick with doing indie films. I enjoy what I do, and I don't know if I'm equipped well enough to handle the craziness and stress that comes from working on major Hollywood projects."

Grant nods. "Alright, that's fair. Everyone's got their niche. Personally, I have major respect for indie filmmakers. I've never done any, but I know a few people who have, and there seems to be just as much work going into those as there is with a Hollywood film, if not more. Considering you guys don't have all the resources that major producers have, you have to work a little harder to get your visions to come to life. But from what I've seen so far, you guys always manage to pull it off."

The corners of Miles' lips tug upward at the comment. "That's exactly right. Not that many people get it. But you do."

"He gets a lot of stuff," Skye tells her boyfriend, a smile on her own face. She really is so glad that the two of them are getting along so well. They haven't seen much of each other since that day on set during the movie shoot, except for those few stops in the US for the press tour, and she knows that the fans have been extra aggressive since the movie release about her and Grant's non-existent romance. She was only a little worried that things would be tense between Grant and Miles because of that. But she's never been happier to be wrong in her entire life.

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"I still can't believe our agents are married to each other," Skye says to Grant as they stand on the edge of the dancefloor, watching as Natasha and Clint continue to dance together, swaying to the music despite the upbeat tempo. They're both focused solely on each other, paying no mind to anyone else around them. A smile is on Skye's face the whole time as she watches them dance. "I don't even think they've been together for that long." She leans more against Miles, wrapping her arms around him tightly.

"They really haven't," Grant agrees. "But I guess when you know you know. I knew that Clint was seeing someone pretty seriously, but I didn't know it was Natasha until just a few weeks ago when he told me he was getting married."

"Same with me about Natasha," Skye tells him. "She's never been the most open person about her personal life, especially considering I haven't known her too long myself, but I knew there was something going on with her that she wouldn't tell me about."

"They probably just wanted to keep it to themselves," Miles pipes in. "I've heard some pretty crazy stories of Hollywood celebrities having their weddings mobbed by fans and paparazzi. Even though they're not actors, they probably didn't want to take the risk that something would happen."

"Thankfully weddings getting crashed doesn't happen too often," Grant says. "Most celebrities take enough precautions to prevent people from breaking in, but every once in a while one crazed fan or photographer will slip through the cracks. While I've never been one myself to actively keep any relationship on the down low, I can definitely see the appeal in it. At least for a little while."

"Personally, I don't mind sharing my relationships with the world," Skye admits. "If I'm with a guy that I really love, I want everyone to know about it." She leans up for a kiss with Miles.

"To each their own, I guess," Grant says, grabbing her attention again. He smiles at her as the music fades into a slower song. "As for now, I think you still owe me a dance and this is the perfect time to do so now that we've had a bit of a break."

The three of them had been out on the floor for a while, enjoying their time at the reception, dancing to the quick tempos that came through the large speakers set up around the dance floor. They'd left the floor after a few songs in order to get drinks and have a breather.

She smiles up at her friend. "I think you're very right." She turns to Miles. "You don't mind, right?"

He smiles softly at her. "Go have fun. I'll be over here."

"Great." She gives him a quick kiss before following Grant out onto the dancefloor. She stops when he does, in a small open space among the couples dancing, and places one of her hands on his shoulder, holding onto the other in the air.

They begin to slowly move across the floor, with much more ease than she'd thought they would. She's definitely not the best dancer in the world, and she had no idea what skills Grant had in slow dancing.

"You clean up well and you can dance," she remarks after a few quiet moments. "You really are the ideal package."

He laughs quietly. "I took a few classes when I was in middle school to impress this girl that I had a crush on. She was in ballet and I thought if I learned a few moves that weren't the stereotypical middle school boy dance moves, she might want to go to the school dance with me."

"And did it work?" she prods, eager to hear the outcome of the story.

He sighs. "It did not, unfortunately. I never got a chance to impress her because I found out that she'd already been asked by another kid in our class. I was disappointed, but I guess I never really forgot what I learned. And they've come in handy a few times on movie sets."

A light bulb goes off in her head. "That's right! I can't believe I forgot about the movies where you had to dance. You've done a lot of romantic comedies so there was bound to be one or two where you had to do some formal dancing."

"You are certainly not wrong," he tells her.

"Have you managed to impress any girls since middle school?" she asks him.

"I managed to impress you tonight, didn't I?"

She rolls her eyes despite the smile still there. "Besides me, you dork."

He laughs quietly. "I've impressed a few women over the years, but they've mainly been my costars for different movies where I needed to dance. I don't think I've ever broken out my dancing skills for when I have an actual girlfriend."

"Well that's a shame," she tells him. "Because whoever you end up with in the long run, I'm sure she's going to absolutely love your dancing."

He smiles. "Thanks. But what about you?" he asks. "Any hidden talents that you can use to impress Miles?"

"Oh, I think I've already impressed him plenty."

"Any plans for you two to do something like this eventually?" he asks next, gesturing with his head to the open space around them, couples slow dancing with each other around the floor.

She sucks in a breath at the thought, her body tensing just the slightest. "You know, I haven't actually thought about that too much. I mean, yeah, I've probably briefly thought about it in passing, but I haven't dwelled on it too much. I don't know if he wants that...and I don't...uh...I mean…" Her brows furrow together deeply as she finds herself at a lose for actual words. She and Miles have never actually openly discussed the prospect of marriage so she has no idea if he even wants that down the line.

"Hey, whoa, relax," Grant says, stooping down just enough to look her in the eyes. "Calm down, I didn't mean to get you all worked up about it. It was just an innocent question."

She shakes her head. "It's fine. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Let's talk about something else for right now. No use getting you all crazy in your head again."

"Yeah, you're probably right. But uh, I think I'm actually gonna go find Miles, get another drink."

He nods. "Okay, yeah." He lets his hand fall from her waist and drops her other hand, an uncomfortable cold running across her skin at the loss of his warmth.

She swallows thickly. "I'll uh, I'll see you around." She turns around without allowing him to say anything else, and walks off the dancefloor, making an immediate beeline for where Miles stands near the refreshments table.

She needs to get away from Grant, she cannot be feeling like this. She thought she was over it, she thought it went away. But apparently not.

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nikka001 posted

Did anyone else see Grant's and Skye's Instagrams today? They're both dressed up really fancy at the same time of day. Coincidence? Or just my shipper mind playing tricks on me?

#Grant Ward #Skye #Skyeward #what is going on with them? #where are they going?

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