the shield archives: one-shots, the first season [explicit]

sick days

Daisy hated being sick. She would wake up with either a coughing fit or a stuffy nose and then proceed to kick and scream into a pillow as the cycle repeated throughout the day. 

Finally, she broke down and called her best friend Jemma Simmons. Jemma seemed a bit too happy hearing Daisy's sick voice on the opposite line, but somehow managed to keep some form of composure when talking to her. It was no secret Jemma had feelings for the young brunette for a while now. Ever since they met, those feelings had a nasty habit of popping up trying to embarrass her severely. 

"Ahem. Hello? Daisy?" Daisy responded with a loud cough, followed by a sneeze. Jemma had to keep from giggling on the other line. 

"Jebba, I beed you do dome dover." (Translation: "Jemma, i need you to come over.") Jemma was doubled over from silent laughing before wiping her tears. 

"You need me to come over? I think that's what you said?" Jemma jokingly responded. Daisy once again sneezed.

"Des! I deed debicine!" Jemma outright laughed. Daisy chuckled as well. It was kind of funny hearing her attempt to speak with a stuffy nose. 

Jemma got herself together before grabbing Vitamin C and orange juice and her keys, internally blushing in the hopes that today would be the day one of them would break the tension between them of 'just being friends.'

Of course, one can hope, right? 

End.