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Fitz has had a crush on you since you join the team. Everyone could tell....except you.
They all thought you'd make a great couple, it was just Fitz tended to daydream about you while he was supposed to work on updating or creating new tech.
"Fitz have you fixed my gun yet?" Grant Ward asked, walking into the room. He notice Fitz didn't move from his position. His head was still in his hands, a dazed look on his face.
"Fitz?" He tried again, but to no avail. He rolled his eyes, knowing exactly what was happening.
He lean closer to his teammates face and shouted "Fitz!".
"Aaahh!" The scientist screamed, falling out of his computer chair." What was that for!?" He angrily asked.
"Have you fixed my gun?" Ward asked again.
"Yes. It's on the table over there" Fitz sighed, point to the medal table in the middle of the lab. Sitting in his chair once more.
"Thanks. Now stop day dreaming about (y/n) and ask them out already" he demanded.
"I wasn't—I don't—I wouldn't—-do you think they day dream about me?"
