Note: Soulmates get the soulmark after they have their first kiss. Omg! After many drafts, I finally came out something for Leo and Skye! /o/ I did my best... ish.. It was supposed to be for my tumblr prompts, but aw well.

Can't help falling in love with you by Haley Reinhart

The first time Mary Sue saw him, it was across the coffee shop. He was wearing a beanie, a dark red scarf wrapper. She remembered the awful christmas sweater with white reindeers peeping out of his dark green coat. He was discussing avidly to the girl beside him, his eyes were shining, blue eyes with a tinge of brown.

It might have been correct to say that it occasionally was the strangest things that determined one's fate and while it chafed Mary to know that out there, there was someone that unknown forces had determined that she was best with, it comforted her as well. But for Mary, it was in that moment - one which Mary did not realize, that set the course for the rest of her life.

Mary bumped into him while picking up her coffee and he turned, a brilliant smile illuminating every shadow on his face, his eyes were so blue that she drowned in them momentarily.

"Sorry, it looks like I took yours," He smiled and handed her the cup that was in his, his fingers lightly grazing hers.

"N-o problem," she exchanged with him the mugs, her eyes flickering over to the girl beside him. The girl with her prim hair and nice clothes, things that Mary never had. She searched her mind for something to say but before she could even say anything else, he turned back to his companion and pointed at a set of chairs.

"Over there Jemma."

She retreated to her seat across the room, watching him discreetly behind her fake glasses. Perhaps if she had stayed in school longer, she might have been able to be like them, talking in proper english and wearing pretty clothes. Mary smoothed the well-worn clothes and took a sip of her hard worn coffee. She wasn't going to let this get her down. She'll show them.

The second time Mary saw him, it had been years since that moment in the coffee shop. He was wearing dark blue checkered short-sleeved shirt and brown trousers that made him look so good. She was different then and so was him. She didn't go by Mary anymore. She called herself Skye remembering the blueness of his eyes and that flutter in her that felt like everything was right.

It was in a coffee shop again, Starbucks this time and it was him picking her coffee by mistake again.

"S-orry, it looks like I took yours," he said, his words stammering slightly when she curled her lips and brushed her hair behind her ear.

"Yea. No problem." Her fingers grazed his as she took it from him and returned to the seat by the window. His eyes trailed after her until the girl - Jemma, tugged him.

The third time Skye saw him, it was a different coffee shop and the barista had labelled her cup wrongly or made it in the wrong cup. Her coffee was definitely not hazelnut flavoured with cinnamon. She liked cinnamon and she liked hazelnuts, but they should be separate things.

"I think that's my cup. Hazelnut latte with cinnamon topping right?" He said.

"It appears so." Her lips twisted in a grimace and she took a gulp of water.

"Don't like hazelnuts or cinnamon?" He arched an eyebrow at her, his blue eyes dancing with merriment.

"Both? I don't think they should be together in the same cup." She replied shrug. "How on earth do you like this desecration of coffee?"

He burst out laughing, the corner of his lips crinkling in a manner that Skye etched into her memory. "That's actually Ginny's cup. I much rather prefer tea, thank you."

"So you're like a proper British."

"Scottish actually." He held his hand out. "I'm Fitz. Well.. Leo Fitz, but everyone calls me Fitz."

"Skye." She placed her hand in his. The warmth of his hands wrapping hers sent a frisson of anticipation through her, like it was right and perfect. His scent blanketed her like she was safe if that made sense. It reminded her of afternoons with Mrs Brody when she and Mrs Brody would make cookies together and she would let her lick off the spatula. "Just Skye."

His eyes were as blue as she remember but without that tinge of brown. Blue like the cloudless sky on a hot summer's day, blue like the ocean. Her lips parted with a gasp and his eyes glanced at her lips, hovering there before tearing them away. "W-well, just Skye-" he started. "I-I-" He swallows so loudly that Skye can hear it.

"Fitz! Come on! Mrs Doreen is going to be there soon!" A man burst into the store and grabbed him by the elbow, nodding at Skye. "Sorry. I'll remind him to text you later."

And he were gone.

The fourth time Skye saw him, it was actually not in a coffee shop for once, it was on a plane after Coulson had allowed her 'free' rein on board. He furrowed his eyebrows at her before widening his eyes almost comically. "Skye?"

"You know her?" His partner asked him.

"Yea. She's… the one I saw in the coffee shop."

The girl stared at her, a smile blooming across her lips. "That girl? Why I'm so pleased to finally meet you, Fitz here-"

He jabbed her aggressively with his elbow. "Jemma, we agreed about this-"

"Oh right- Could you pass me the micro plasmatic serum behind you?" She pointed to vaguely behind Skye and Skye frowned.

"Which?" She held up the vials.

"No, no. It's -" Jemma edged around her, accidentally bumping her towards Fitz's table.

"No! Not my molecular-" Fitz leapt in front of her, catching Skye, their heads banging, their lips meeting each other.

It was heat that Skye never knew before, like being out in the sun on a cold autumn's day - the blooming across her, making her toes curl in her shoes. The consciousness of everything else disappeared as Fitz tilted his head, deepening the pressure. His tongue licking at her lips and she parted her lips, his hands coming up to cup her cheeks. Skye didn't know when she had brought up her hands but her hands were in his hair, trailing down his neck and gripping his shirt before they finally broke apart to draw a ragged breath.

"Hello soulmate-" she panted.

"Hello there-" He replied with a low chuckle and leant his forehead against her, his thumb stroking her cheek.

"Soulmates really do glow the first time they kiss!" Jemma squealed behind them though what she said after that, neither of them registered.

Skye slanted her lips across his for another kiss and he hummed with contentment.