"Jemma! Jemma! It's our song!" Skye half-squeaked as the two girls headed out in the car through a small English town whose name Skye couldn't remember.
The two had been on a week-long vacation, during which Jemma had insisted Skye join her in England for a 'meet-the-parents'. She had half used the trip as an excuse to visit her parents and half as an excuse to spend the time with her girlfriend; who had no one to visit during their off time. Skye had been her usual brilliant and charming self.Jemma had needed some cunning work to talk her parents into liking Skye after all of her 'charm'. She had face-palmed so many times she got a headache.
"Skye, darling, in what world is this our song?" Jemma asked with a half-disgusted groan.
"This is the very first song we ever danced to." Skye says by way of explanation. "You remember when I had to go undercover at a HYDRA party as your date because none of the guys were believable. The most criminal thing at that party was their taste in music." shaking her head.
"Okay, but it's terrible. I hate it and refuse to accept it." Jemma said in a tone that was half-whine and half-humor.
"Nope, you get what you get and you don't get to pick." Skye said, humming under her breath as Jemma drove, a mild look of disgust on her face. "We did have a very good time at that party, though. The bad guys do seem to know how to have a good time."
"No one there believed you were with me, love. I was too busy being in awe of you. It was really more like you were dancing and I stood there in shock and admiration." Jemma scoffed, reacting without looking away from the road to grasp Skye's hand. In response, the younger woman kissed the back of her hand.
"You astonish me every day, my dearest. I just make a very good distraction when I need to. My awesome power just distracted you as well." Skye teased, squeezing Jemma's hand in hers. "On my end, I couldn't stop thinking about how smart you sounded and how gracefully you dealt with all of your dirtbag coworkers."
"Okay, fine. Maybe it can be our song. It isn't all bad." Jemma's lips twisted into an embarrassed grin with a blush.
"It's Africa by Toto. The only things that would be worse would be Never Going to Give You Up or Everytime We Touch." Skye chuckled understandingly, with adoration in her eyes.
"Honestly, it would have to be something awful to be our song. We could never have a normal song. Look at our insane lives and relationship." Jemma laughed in reply and reached forward to turn the song up.
For the rest of their drive to the airport, Skye purposefully found the worst and most meme-y songs she possibly could. She and Jemma both sing-yelled along to all of them with no shame. Later they would have a slight amount of shame for knowing all of the words. Jemma couldn't find Skye any more adorable. It was amazing how far they had come since that truly ridiculous party. Back then, they had existed in a state of mutual silent admiration. It had taken a long time for the two women to break out of that and neither of them could be more grateful.
