Jemma + Grant
Chapter 2
Grant nor Jemma spoke about their 3am meeting for a few weeks. Neither of them could not stop sneaking glances at each other, but they would never admit that they were both disappointed to find out that the other had gone to bed early and weren't being night owls. Though they really were.
It was 3am again after another stressful case, Grant felt a little selfish when he saw Jemma in the kitchen but it made him smile.
"Can't sleep?" Grant asked walking into the kitchen area, Jemma almost hit the roof she jumped that ferociously. "Sorry, I promised that I would make noise next time, didn't I".
"Little late to remember that now, you've already scared me." Jemma replied with her hand on her heart and but she was smiling. "That's in your training though isn't it? To sneak up on people so they are unaware of your presence?"
"Yeah but I don't really need to be doing that on the bus, it's kind of unnecessary." Grant answered. "You having tea?"
"I was trying to decide whether I wanted tea or something stronger" Jemma replied.
"I'll have a beer with you if you want" Grant said.
"Terrific, because I don't want to drink alone." Jemma said giving him her sweetest smile.
"Tough day?" Grant asked.
"My day was about as easy as yours, minus the physical violence." Jemma answered. "But I knew it wasn't going to be, and I believe the phrase is 'a cake walk'" Jemma said, and Grant nodded in agreement.
"How's Skye going?" Jemma asked. Grant stared at her blankly. "Coulson wants you to train her, right?"
"Oh yeah right, it would be going a lot better if she listened and stopped talking about things that go over my head, like all that computer mumbo jumbo." Grant replied.
"You could just ask her" Jemma said.
"No thank you I would never live it down, I'll just stick to what I know" Grant responded.
"Right," was all Jemma could think to say.
"I am a very determined person, she'll come around to my way of thinking"
"Well I already knew that you were a determined person" Jemma said before draining the last of her, oh gosh her second beer, and Grant mimicked her.
"Well I feel it's like looking in a mirror" Grant replied, smiling genuinely at her. "Just with a better looking reflection.
"Oh I don't know, I wouldn't mind seeing your face every time I look in a mirror."
It was that moment they both realised what they had said to each other, and smiled awkwardly at each other.
"You think I'm good looking?" They said in tandem.
"Of course you are." they said in tandem again. They both laughed awkwardly at each other for a moment before Jemma broke the monotony.
"I'm going to go to bed before I dig myself a deeper hole." Jemma said getting up and clearing away her empties. Grant mimicked her again.
"Me too" He replied.
Jemma went to kiss Grant on the cheek, but he moved his head so her lips connected with the corner of his mouth. Where she really hadn't been aiming, or at least she didn't think she was.
"Sorry" was all Jemma said, before bulleting out and heading for her room.
Grant though stood rooted to the spot, Jemma had kissed him. He made the executive decision that it was the alcohol fault, that the moment her lips had made contact with him he got that all over warm and floaty feeling.