Jemma sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. Her hair was tied up in a low ponytail and she wore a baggy jumper and jeans.
"Drink?" Fitz asked, his head popping up from behind the fridge. He wore a matching ugly jumper as well
"Hot chocolate, please." She said. Fitz made two hot chocolates and sat down. Jemma stood up and walked off.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Fitz asked.
"I just need to get something." She said walking off. About two minutes later she returned with a blanket. She sat back down and put it over them. She curled up beside him, sipping her hot chocolate. Fitz turned on the Doctor Who Christmas special from David Tennant's time.
"David Tennant was by far the best Doctor." Fitz argued. Jemma raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Yeah." She sniggered. "Only because he's Scottish. Bugger off, Matt Smith was." She argued back.
"Yes, but did Matt Smith lose a hand?" Fitz smirked. Jemma raised her eyebrow again, looking at him.
"Whatever." She scoffed.
"Defeated." He muttered, making sure Jemma didn't hear him. After three episodes of Doctor Who, Simmons grew sleepy. She edged closer to Fitz, resting her head on his shoulder. It took Fitz by surprise but he wrapped his arm around her, stroking her arm gently, comforting her to sleep. When she fell asleep, Fitz spoke.
"Jemma." He sighed. "Why must you be so clever. So kind. So beautiful? I'm in love with you Jemma. I'm in love with you so much. Merry Christmas Jemma." He said, lightly pressing a kiss on her forehead. "Also, you've proved David was the better Doctor because you didn't fall asleep watching him, did you?" He asked her. "No you didn't. David will always come out on top. Know one will ever beat Tennant." He rested his head on top of hers closing his eyes. "I love you Jemma Simmons."
