A/N: I am so so sorry this took me so long! I have been very busy and very stressed... Anyways! This was requested by an Anon on Tumblr! I am also still taking requests! Currently I am just writing my own ideas...

Prompt: FitzSimmons waking up in bed after their first time together.

It wasn't as they had seen in movies and TV shows.

Their clothes weren't all over the place, neither of them displayed bruises, and neither of them wanted to leave afterwards. It was gentle and sweet while still being full of pleasure and they had the love bites to prove it.

It was Fitz who woke up first the morning after. They had both fallen asleep afterwards, no energy left to discuss what had happened or what this meant for them now. They hadn't had a proper talk about things since Simmons left.

Fitz looked around the room, trying to collect his bearings. Okay, he was in his room and there was someone next to him. Looking down, he noted that the person beside him was in fact Simmons.

The realization dawned on him all at once. They had sex.

Jemma Simmons was lying next to him completely naked, only covered up by a thin white sheet that she had managed to curl up under. He had dreamed of this sort of thing happening and it finally had. They weren't drunk, neither of them had touched any sort of alcohol that night… It had just happened.

Simmons had come into his room, crying and shivering. He took her into his arms as he used to do before HYDRA happened. He had rubbed her back, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as best he could. Much to his dismay, he still had issue with his stutter and couldn't figure out what words to say but Simmons still seemed to find it comfortable.

Once she had calmed down enough to talk, she explained herself. She had yet another nightmare. The words 'yet another' scared Fitz quite a lot. She had nightmares before and hadn't told him? Well… Fitz supposed that he had been distant lately and wasn't the most comforting person, especially when it came to Jemma.

She explained her nightmares to him quietly and slowly, still fighting back her tears that threatened to fall again. It was the pod incident playing in her head over and over again. Most of the time, it would start when they were in the med pod, trying to figure out how to escape. It would always end, however, with her not being able to save him. Time and time again, he would die in her arms. She wouldn't be fast enough, no one would be there to help them get out of the water, or, the newest one, she couldn't get him out of the pod. The water pressure ended up being too much for the both of them.

He had tried his best to comfort her as she told him about her nightmares. He could relate. He still had nightmares about the time she tried to jump out of a plane. Fitz was still fuzzy about exactly what happened after they blew the window in so hearing her nightmares was scary even for him. All he remember was telling Jemma that he loved her and then her scream as he pressed the button.

After managing to comfort her, he offered for her to stay with him tonight as they used to do while in the Academy. She was a little hesitant at first, but eventually accepted the offer. After just lying there for awhile, their lips crashed together. He didn't know who had started it, but it had lead to them having sex…

Once he managed to relax a little, Fitz looked down at Simmons. She seemed so peaceful asleep… just as she had while in the pod. Acting on instincts, he reached out and put a hand over her waist, rubbing gentle circles across the sheet. He hoped it wouldn't wake her up and he could just admire her for a little while longer but a small moan pushed him out of those thoughts. She was waking up…

Would she think that this was a mistake?

Would she regret what they had done?

Simmons slowly opened her eyes, looking up at Fitz. A smile spread across her lips as she noticed him staring at her. She pulled up the sheet, moving it up to cover more of her body. Of course, it wasn't anything he hadn't seen before, but for whatever reason she felt like hiding. It was just a natural reaction, she supposed.

"Good morning." Fitz managed to say after a few minutes. Jemma chuckled, leaning up a little to place a kiss on his cheek. "Morning. Did you sleep well?" She asked, looking over the bed. It seemed as though she had spread out during the night and took up most of the bed. They weren't really made for two people to sleep in.

"It was the best night sleep for… awhile." He said, giving her a kiss on the forehead, assuming from her kiss that it was alright. Jemma smiled and curled up closer to Fitz, yawning slightly as she did. "I second that." Fitz pulled her closer with the hand that had fallen over her waist when she was asleep. Maybe this would be okay… maybe they could figure out.

"S-so last night…" Fitz muttered, placing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. If she did regret it, he would take all he could now just to hold him off for awhile. Simmons let out a sigh. "Last night was amazing, Fitz. You are amazing. I…" She bit her bottom lip, obviously quite nervous about what she was going to say.

"I know I never responded to what you had said in the pod, but I have been thinking about it. I talked with Bobbi about it a-and I think she is right. You never know until you try and I… after last night, I can honestly say that I love you, Fitz."

He froze. She… Jemma Simmons loved him? He blinked and looked down at her. She was hiding her face in the sheets that still covered her. "J-Jem… I love you too." Fitz said with a smile. Yeah, things were going to be just fine.