Little Talks-SkyeWard

A Little Bonus: After the Little Talk

Skye's POV

His face looked shocked from what I had just done. I was shocked from what I had just done. We awkwardly sit in the silence, pondering the moment. His face changed, he was smiling. Scratch that, not smiling, grinning. Full on grinning. I couldn't help it; I started grinning like an idiot too. "What are you smiling for?" Ward chuckled while looking at me. "Can't a girl just smile?" He laughed at my response and put his arm around my shoulders. Surprisingly, I leaned into the gesture.
"What would the others think?" Ward asked, with this adorable look on his face, kinda made me forget for a second that he was my S.O., specialist, and top clearance agent of Shield. Too me, right now he is just Grant Douglas Ward. Nothing less, but maybe a little bit more. "Who cares what they think. To be fair, Simmons and Fitz have a bet on when one of us is going to ask out the other." He blushed a bright cherry red and looked at the door. Shoot, to much? "Well, um, Skye. Do you wanna get dinner when we're not dealing with SHIELD stuff?" Did he just... He did! Well, Fitz is going to be happy that he won. I smirked at Ward, who was awkward fixing his already perfect Ward hair, "Of course, but," I paused to add dramatic effect, which worked cause Ward's face grew from excitement to worry, "We get to have more of these little talks," he sighed and I continued, "I think it does us both some good." I gave him a quick little peck on his cheek and grabbed my laptop and phone, which had about 100 messages from various people, and got up from the couch. I briskly walked out the door into the hallway, waited a couple of seconds, and peeked around the corner. There Ward was, dancing around the room and smiling profoundly. Laughing at the sight, I continued strolling down the hallway, walking in the direction of the Lab of FitzSimmons.

I reached the glass sliding doors and enter the sciency room. "Jemma! It's obvious! The Sonic Screwdriver is obviously a combination of Titanium and Platinum with a special crystal from the Doctor's home planet!!!" "Don't be insane Fitz! It has to be Iron and Titanium mix! Sure the crystal, but Titanium and Platinum, psh no." The science partners finally noticed my presence in their lab. "Skye! What do you think Titanium and Platinum or Iron and Titanium?" Fitz questioned, his eyes begging me to choose his option. "To be honest, it's probably some metal undiscovered." They both stared at me like I was some sort of mutant. I continued, "either way, Fitz, Simmons owes you $20." Fitz stared blankly at me while Simmons rushed up to me, "he did! He finally did! Oh Fitz can you believe it! I guess you won, but I'm so happy for you Skye!"
Simmons skipped happily around the Lab while Fitz finally came to what Simmons and Skye were jumping about. "Congratulations." He stretched out his hand to Jemma who sighed an handed him $20 dollars. I laughed at the pairs antics and left the Lab going back to my room to respond to all my texts.

Ward's POV
After Skye left the couch and exited the room, I waited for someone to enter the room. When nobody did, I got up and did something I hadn't in a while, I danced. Like a little kid, I jumped and danced around the room, really hoping nobody walked in, but of course, I have the worst of luck and Agent Coulson walked in, even worse, mid-jump. "Ward?" I awkwardly landed on my feet and quickly sat back down on the couch, attempting to gain back my "Ward composure". "Agent Coulson," I said, swallowing my excitement for the sake of the moment, "do you need anything?"

He laughed at me and say where Skye previously sat. "I'm guessing this has something to do with Skye?" He smirked at me, knowing he's right. "What makes you say that?" I attempted to suppress my grin that magically appeared on my face with the mention of Skye. "There it is again. You have this smile on your face that appears anytime you and Skye are having or had a moment. Or when somebody mentions her." I blushed at his accusation and fiddled with my fingers as a temporary distraction. "Anyway, I just wanted to let you know, you hurt Skye, not only will you have me to deal with, but you will have May and FitzSimmons to deal with." I panicked a little at the idea of May attacking me if I hurt Skye and God forbid I hurt her, but I swallowed the fear, "trust me Coulson. I know. I wouldn't want to hurt Skye, ever." Phil Coulson nodded and stood, "now if you excuse me, I have to go collect bet money from May." I chuckled at Coulson's antics and sprawled myself across the couch, taking a deep breath after Coulson left and relief came rushing through me after the threat was over. I let the joy deep back into my veins, relaxing at the thought of Skye, me, and us.