Tumblr Prompt: Sewing

Okay - so I didn't realize how messed up this drabble had gotten in the copy/paste process. It was missing chunks and editing had flown out the window. Hopefully it is better now.

"Hold still."

"Jemma."

"Stop squirming or I am going to accidentally poke you."

Skye heard Fitz and Simmons' voices come from the Common room. She put her computer down and stuck her head out of her bunk. She couldn't see them, but she could still her them bickering from down the Bus.

"Do we really have to do this here?" Fitz whined.

"Where else do you expect," came back Simmons' reply.

"We could do this in my bunk instead of a place that the whole bus can see us."

Her curiosity peeked, Skye knew she had to figure out what was going on. She walked out of her bunk and made her way to the couches. She stopped, silently watching the two scientists from the door frame. Fitz was standing on a stool with Jemma sitting on the floor looking up at him.

"You're fine," Jemma said as she grabbed a straight pin from a small pin cushion and continued fiddling with the hem of Fitz's pants. "If you would just hold still we would be done already."

"Ouch!" Fitz jumped slightly.

"What did I say?" Simmons admonished, hitting his leg. "Stop wiggling."

"What are you doing?" Skye asked, finally alerting the two scientists to her presence.

Both turned in tandem to look at Skye. "Fitz's mum sent him this new pair of trousers but the hem is too long." Simmons pulled on Fitz pants, making sure that they were falling even. She brushed her hand down the pants once more with a satisfied smile and then patted Fitz's leg. "That should be good. Pull off the trousers and hand them to me."

"Here? We're in the middle of the Bus!" Fitz exclaimed.

"Oh Fitz, I've seen your boxers plenty of times."

"Jem..." Fitz stammered, his ears going pink as he looked over at Skye.

Skye just looked back and forth between the two scientists. "Did I miss something."

"Nothing at all," Simmons said, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she admitted to often seeing Fitz is his skimpys. "Between all night study marathons, laundry day and pant hems, it is nothing now."

Skye just laughed, still baffled at how close the scientists could be, yet so oblivious to what was right in front of their faces.

Fitz took that moment to step off the stool and make his way to his bunk. "I'll just go in here to take these off."

"Just be careful not to..."

"Mess with the pins, I know, I know," Fitz said, walking out of the room.

Simmons moved to the couch and began pulling things out of a small sewing pouch. She grabbed some thread and used a needle threader to get the thread through the small hole. Skye watched in quiet amazement as Simmons worked. She had never been good with the domestic things. She wasn't crafty and had never even held a sewing needle much less sewed.

Fitz came back into the room, wearing a different pair of pants, the pinned ones hanging on his arm. "Here Simmons," he said, handing her the pants.

She thanked him and began working on the hem. Fitz sat down right beside her and began reading a book. Skye just watched them. It was like watching a picturesque scene of a 60's sitcom family. They made the perfect little couple - so domestic and cute.

Skye just wished they could see what she saw.

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