Finding You

Moving In

"Push, Fitz!"

"Pushing, Jems!"

"Harder!"

"I'm going as hard as I can, ugh, Jemma -" Fitz grunted, pushing as hard as he could.

Jemma tugged harder on the mattress, internally wincing at the strain on her fingers. "Goodness, what do they make these things out of - rocks?"

Fitz groaned with relief as his girlfriend finally stopped pulling her end of the mattress. He slumped against it in relief. "I still don't see how this is easier than just asking Coulson for a bigger bunk."

Jemma sighed in her signature ugh-Fitz fashion, repeating with an affectionate exasperation: "Because asking for a couple's bunk means explaining why we need a couple's bunk, and I'm still not ready for that conversation."

Fitz pursed his lips, sliding his fingers through his curls, but before he could reply, the door directly next to them in the Playground's narrow hallway opened.

Our stepped Mack, eyes squinted with sleep. "Really, you two?" He grumbled. "It's two in the damn morning."

Fitz's eyes darted from the mechanic to his girlfriend, whose own eyes were widened in a oh-shit-we're-caught look.

"And what the hell are you doing anyway? Not enough space in the one double for the both of you?" He shook his head in a faux undignified manner.

Jemma gaped at him, struggling for words, before finally eking out a response. "You aren't . . . Wondering what we're doing with a mattress in the hallway in the middle of the night . . ."

"I think I can take a wild guess," Mack muttered, casting one last glare at the pair. "Just keep it down, would you? If I can hear the one bed rocking all night, I can certainly hear you two trying to move another,"

"Y-You mean," Fitz's face was in flames. "You know . . . About. . .?" He wagged a finger between himself and Jemma.

Mack gave him a flat look. "As I've said before, you make a lot of racket for two polite young Englishmen."

Jemma turned on her heel, hiding her cheeks behind her curtain of hair. "Well then, Fitz and I will just be getting along,"

And with one last eye roll from Mack, FitzSimmons continued tugging their extra mattress into Jemma's bunk.