Us.
Words: 930
Couple: Skye and Grant Ward
TV Show: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D
Disclaimer: All characters/events you recognize belong to Marvel Comics. Prompts from Tumblr.
AU.
Established Skye/Grant.

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Skin: What scars does your character have? Are they visible?

He's been talking about new training techniques for the last half-an-hour, and Skye hasn't heard a word that he's said. There's a part of her that believes he knows that she hasn't been listening and it's completely his fault.

Grant Ward is walking around the kitchen in the aircraft barefoot, with a pair of sweatpants on and no shirt. It's her weakness. Shamefully she just can't help it, it's been her weakness since the moment she foolishly poked him in the chest in that damned interrogation room and it's been coming back to haunt her almost every training session for the last year and a half, but mostly since they've started seeing each other.

Especially since they've started seeing each other.

She's ashamed, honestly. She's ashamed at how easily staring at him turns her into a giddy school girl. Put him in a suit and glasses and he has that Clark Kent thing going on – though she hopes that Superman wasn't one of those people on S.H.I.E.L.D's list of people with super powers, now that would be embarrassing.

"Skye, are you paying attention?"

Her eyes flick up to his and he's smirking at her from across the kitchen island. Her mouth opens and closes a few times as she's trying to figure out what she's going to say, before she finally just smiles at him sheepishly and rubs the back of her neck with her palm.

"You're incorrigible."
"Ooh, big words Ward."

Ward chuckles and shakes his head, moving around the island to lean down into the cupboard by her legs, he's still talking about the training techniques as he pulls out a glass and leans across the bench to reach for the juice he'd pulled out of the fridge. That's when she notices it. A small red line to the lower right side of his waist, puckered slightly where the scar tissue has grown back to heal it.

Her eyes tear away from it for a moment when he passes her the glass of juice, but as soon as he's leant back down to grab another glass, her eyes trail over his back and back down to the scar. When he stands back up again, she acts against her better judgment and reaches across to touch it. Momentarily he stiffens under her touch, muscles tightening as he glances sideways at her, but she slowly runs her thumb over the scar and he relaxes slightly.

"Skye?"
"You were stabbed."
"Uh, yeah, while back."
"I just," she takes a breath to steady herself, "Sometimes I sort of forget what you do."

Grant turns to face her, the glass in his hand placed down on the island so he can rest both hands on her thighs.

"Sometimes I sort of forget that you aren't just-Grant and you're Agent Ward, even when you've got me down in the cargo-hold and I'm doing sit-ups because I'm late for training, because you're sort of just there and you're making jokes and bribing me with stupid kisses and I just forget."
"Skye."
"I forget about the damned Avengers, the battle of New York. I forget about the Rising Tide and Project Centipede, and I just forget that maybe tomorrow we'll get a case where a person has freakish powers that are basically telekinesis, because you're just being you," Skye continues without hesitation, "I guess I just never noticed that scar before, because you don't draw attention to it and it just freaks me out."
"Skye, you know that it's fine, I'm here right?"
"It freaks me out because I wonder how I would have reacted, and I wonder if maybe how different it would be now if that was fatal and I get scared."

She closes her eyes and takes another breath, feeling him lift his hands from her thighs up to cup her face. His thumb wipes a stray eyelash from beneath her right eye as she opens them again and when she looks up to him he's smiling at her slightly.

"I'm here, right?" he questions quietly, moving his hands to push her hair from her face.
"Yeah, yeah you are."
"All that matters," Grant tells her, "That you're here, that I'm here, that neither of us are hurt."

Nodding slightly, she leans into the palm her has flat on her cheek while the other trails to the side of her neck. With a sigh she leans forward, sliding off of the stool and rising onto the tips of her toes to kiss him. Just as she pulls away there's a quiet giggle coming from the kitchen entrance that has her hiding her face in the crook of the man's neck as he groans.

"Sorry!" Jemma Simmons squeaks, her voice slightly muffled, probably by her hand as she's trying to hide a smile, "Didn't know you were in here, just carry on! I'll be on my way!"

After a moment, Skye lifts her head and looks over her shoulder to find the young bio-chemist gone but a blush still creeping up her neck and warming her cheeks.

"How long until she's gossiping with Fitz?" Ward asks.
"Long enough for you to tip both glasses down the sink and join me in your bunk," she murmurs, turning her head back to face him again.

Skye watches his eyes filter through confusion and cloud over with lust before winking and turning away to follow Jemma's exit path, leaving him to move hurriedly around the kitchen to clear up the mess.

At the very least he'll stop talking about training techniques, even if for a few hours…

…

So somewhere – currently trying to track down the location exactly – on Tumblr there is a post filled with 46 prompts that are supposed to inspire you to write about a character in particular. But I – in a haze of AoS feels after 'FZZT' – took one look at it and a majority of the list quite literally screamed at me "SKYWARD PROMPT. WRITE ME YOU LAZY BITCH." So instead of writing my 2000 word a day quota for NaNoWriMo – in which I am behind by a considerable amount and it's almost day 10 – I began writing. And here is the first one!

Not all the prompts will stick to the prompts. Sort of like this one. Trailed off at the beginning. Trailed off at the end. My mind wandered and now I can't fix it. Whoops.

Skyeward throughout! Not always Established!Skyward and not always going to be Happy!Skyeward. There will be some of that post-ep shit from the episode I can't remember the title of where everything Skyeward goes to shit, but I'll post those later…

Also can't promise you that they'll be 100% in character! If you've read any of my other stories – especially the Nallen and McCollins ones – you'll know I have a thing for bending the characters so they don't exactly seem 100% them. It's a bad habit. I know. I'm trying to break it. So I apologize if they ever seem not-AoS-y.

Updates won't be as regular as I hope they will be. Like I said, I'm behind in NaNoWriMo, but Novemeber is a busy month for me! I have exams and then headstart, plus I have work, which sucks, I know. But I will be trying to update – and at the moment breaking my rule of only posting a first chapter when I have future ones written. But YOLO.

Thank you for making it this far through the Author's Note!

Thank you for reading as well. Because yeah c:

All mistakes are mine.

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