Us.
Words: 529
Couple: Grant Ward and Skye.
TV Show: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Disclaimer: All characters you recognize belong to Marvel. Prompts from Tumblr.
Established Skye/Grant.
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Field: Does your character like the outdoors? What do they like or not like about it?
"Why are you so interested in getting me to go outside?"
"Vitamin D is good for you Skye, it's good to get some every once in a while."
The hacker covers her eyes with her hands as Grant Ward opens the blinds, "Tomorrow."
"Now."
Skye groans and flips her hand in a rude gesture as she rolls over to hide her face in the pillow on his side of the bed. She hears him laugh and she is momentarily shocked when he pulls the sheet off the bed.
"We spent all of yesterday in bed," he tells her, "you're the one who wanted to do tourist-like things."
"But it's cold."
"I thought you liked winter."
"I like Californian winter, not fucking Canadian winter," she murmurs through clenched teeth.
"There's a difference?"
"The snow!"
The bed dips and there is a hand in her waist that rolls her over. Her eyes are still closed, but she can practically feel his presence as he leans over her with hands braced on either side of her head.
"I'll make it up to you."
"I'm not coming outside with you this morning."
"Skye."
"Grant."
She opens her eyes to find the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent smirking at her.
"We have the week off and you want to spend it in bed?"
"I could make it worth your while," she jokes with her tongue between her teeth and small smile.
"I'm sure you could," Grant agrees, nodding slowly, "but we'd have to leave to make our lunch reservations."
Skye frowns, her eyes glancing to the bedside table as she reached over to grab his watch. She lifts it and checks the time, smiling when she sees that it's only just gone 0930.
"What time is the reservation?"
"One, why?"
"There's two and a half hours until we have to get ready to go," she explains, dropping the watch back into he bedside table and reaching up to slip her arms around his waist, "plenty of time for you to make me forget how cold it is outside."
There's a small lapse of silence, Grant thinking over what she's said and cocking his head to the side. When he dips his head closer, a small part of Skye is hoping it means she doesn't have to move from the bed.
"I could do that," he muses, his lips dangerously close to hers.
"Yeah you probably should do that."
"Maybe," Ward shrugs, "Or I could force you to have a shower and tell you that we'll be waking up at 5 tomorrow morning to go for a run if you don't."
He kisses her quickly and rolls if the bed, causing her to drop her arms to her side with a groan. Rolling her head to the side she watches him move around the hotel room with a frown on her face.
"I hate you, and I'm not coming outside."
"I love you, and I think you are."
She groans, throwing both her arms over her face. The room goes quiet for a moment and all she can hear is breathing when she feels two hands wrap around her ankles and pull her sharply if the bed.
"Grant!"
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Successfully started and ended it with dialogue. Not much of an achievement but good enough!
This was written on my phone first, before I emailed it out, so if there are any grammatical errors just message me or leave it in a review and I'll get straight on to fixing it!
Second week of holidays and I'm planning on getting half way through this list of prompts before I start the next school year. This. Will. Happen!
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