FitzSimmons One Shots

Little Moon

SIMMONS
I held the small box carefully in my hands, making sure not to cover up the breathing holes. It's Fitz birthday and this present has to be given in a quiet environment so I had to wait until everyone left. Leaving poor Fitz anxious and waiting. I had been gone at least half an hour because I have to carry it careful enough not to disturb it.

I finally walked back to the lab and Fitz eyes dart up and meet mine. "Whot tha hail??" I shush him and place the box lightly on the table in front of him. He slowly removes the lid and the little Marmoset monkey is curled up in one of the corners. Fitz gasps slightly and turns around burying me in hugs and kisses. He softly lowers his hand into the box and the small monkey pokes at it before crawling cautiously onto it while Fitz smiles like a kid on Christmas. "He's the best gift ever Jem." I smile at Fitz face and chuckle slightly. "Actually Fitz she is a girl." He strokes her fur slightly. "Okay. In that case I'm gonna call you Little Moon." He's so gentle with her. She curls on his hand and sleeps soundly. I smile and kiss Fitz cheek. "Goodnight Little Moon." I hear him whisper softly before he lowers her onto the small fabric in the cage that I got her. Fitz and Little Moon. The center of my universe.