Fitzsimmons

World Cup

Quick Note: I was watching the final game when I wrote this, so it should be fairly accurate. Then again, I don't really 'get' football. (And Germany won, so yay!)

Also, this will be a really short one. Sorry!

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Fitz and Jemma were in the hospital, waiting for Fitz's head to get back to somewhat normal status. Fitz lay in bed and Jemma sat next to him, and they began flipping through the channels to find the final round of the World Cup playing. They stopped, both enjoying watching football. Not really playing it, though.

"Argentina or Germany?" Jemma asked him.

"I've heard Germany's extremely talented." Fitz commented as he watched the ball ricocheting between Argentina and Germany.

"Yeah. And brats and pretzels are good." Jemma, not really tracking the cup, replied. Fitz laughed.

"Looks like most of the fans in the stadium are Argentinian, though." Fitz told Jemma. "It's amazing what you can do when you know someone believes in you." He turned to Jemma, who was still watching.

"Ooh! Yellow card!" she shouted at the TV. Fitz shushed her. Soon she shouted again, "Oh my gosh, Fitz!"

"That was a close one. Is he okay? That blonde one?" He asked, concerned.

"Looks fine to me." Jemma said. "Very fine." she added with a smirk. Fitz gently thumped her head.

"Boyfriend watching." he complained.

"Boyfriend? Who said you were my boyfriend?" she asked calmly, eyes still glued to the screen.

"Well, I-" Fitz started.

"OH!" they both yelled. A passing nurse shushed them this time.

"I just did." he finished. He hesitantly looked over at Jemma, who was looking over at him. She, much to his relief, was smiling. Jemma stood up and leaned down next to the bed, very close to Fitz's face.

"Then I'm your girlfriend." she whispered, leaning forward. Their smiles molded into each other and they were kissing, Fitz with his eyes open so he could watch the game going on behind her.

"No!" he shouted suddenly, slightly pushing Jemma to the side. Argentina had almost scored.

"I cannot believe you." she said, laughing, then sat back down, his hand in hers.