'Click'
The sound of a door closing woke Coulson from a very pleasant dream, involving one cellist. He had got a room near his team as he, at the moment, suspected some of them having sex.
He got up and dressed and peeked out of his own door, to see Ward creeping around a corner. Leaving it a few moments Coulson followed him and was surprised when he saw Ward gaining access to the roof. He decided to wait to see if anyone else arrived. He waited ten, fifteen, twenty minutes and no one did so Coulson headed up to the roof. When he got there he saw Ward sat on the barrier wall, legs dangling over open air, staring out to space. For the first time in months he looked relaxed. Coulson went to stand beside him, he was curious to see what Ward was staring at.
"What are you doing up here?" He asked the younger agent.
"Just thinking."
"That's dangerous"
Ward gave an involuntary laugh and continued to stare. Coulson noticed there was a hint of blue in Ward's eyes, but figured that it was the light of the moon, as it was a crystal clear night.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Stuff."
"I'm not going to get much out of you am I?"
"Sorry Coulson, It's the training. And if you ask people, I'm emotionless."
"You're not emotionless. You just don't let people see it. That doesn't mean they don't exist."
"They exist alright." Ward murmured breaking his stare and looking down towards the ground.
"Skye?"
Ward tilted his head and looked at him.
"What do you know?" he asked, no emotion or accusation to his voice.
"I know that you're different around her. The way you look at her sometimes. You will go to any length to protect her. You also let her wear your jacket earlier, which ask anyone is a very big deal. You may not be having sex with her but, it's all there."
"What's all there?"
"Agent Ward. You're in love" Coulson remarked, finally putting the pieces together.
"Love!" Ward scoffed.
"You were sat here thinking about her weren't you?" Ward blushed a little. "Well, just don't hurt her." Coulson finished.
"I don't plan on it."