Agents of Shield One-Shots

When the world gets too heavy (put it on my back) - 3

Post S2. The last two chapters were all kind of angsty so I thought I'd add in something a bit more fun! Although, considering what happens after, I'm not sure it could be considered fun... 

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3. 

Fitz ran happily out of the monolith room. Simmons had just agreed to dinner with him! Simmons! And Dinner! He could hardly believe the two words existed in the same sentence. 

There was so much to prepare, though. He had to figure out what to wear, and where to go, then make dinner reservations. Nervous didn't even begin to describe what Fitz was feeling at the moment, especially considering that this wasn't just his first date with Simmons, but was also his first date. Ever. 

Normally, in these cases, Fitz would immediately call his mum. But the time difference from the States to Scotland meant that she was already asleep, and Fitz didn't want to wake her up. 

He honestly desperately needed help with getting ready though. 

He would've asked Hunter, Bobbi, Mack, or Daisy for help, but all four of them were off on a mission somewhere. (Seriously, why did Coulson think that was a good idea? Fitz had a feeling the mission would end up being very chaotic.)

That left May and Coulson, and May was still kind of scary and Coulson was technically his boss. He didn't want to bother Coulson because he was busy getting used to his new hand, so, kind of reluctantly, he went to go find May. 

"May!" Fitz yelled, running in the direction of the training area, where the agent was often found. "I really need your help!"

"Yes?" May's voice said from behind him. Fitz jumped. 

"Ah!" he yelled in surprise. "Sorry, May, I didn't see you there!"  

"What do you need me for?" May asked, in her typical direct fashion. 

"I'm going on a date," Fitz rushed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "With Simmons."

May gave him a rare smile. "It's about time," she said, a hint of pride shining through her eyes. "You need help getting ready?"

"Yeah," Fitz confirmed. "I've got to get dinner reservations, find something to wear, find out how to get to the dinner venue, and -" He took a breath. "And Simmons is the one who usually does these things, not me! She excels at preparation!"

"I'm sure you do too," she said reassuringly. "Now let's get going. This date won't plan itself."

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May was right saying that the date didn't plan itself. They sat in one of the lesser used meeting rooms, with the senior agent drawing out diagrams and pinning up pictures of potential date sites. It was oddly like prepping for a mission. 

Fitz hadn't seen Simmons around, whether it was because she was also preparing for her date or because he and May were tucked into the very corner of the base. He decided to count it as a blessing, since he wanted their first date to be memorable. He wanted the details of the date to be a surprise. 

"So, we've narrowed it down to rooftop picnic or dinner at The Shield. What do you think?" May asked him. 

The Shield was a popular restaurant that was near the Playground. For obvious reasons, the agents enjoyed the name of the restaurant and the food there, and after a thorough background check by Coulson and May to make sure it wasn't some kind of sick joke by HYDRA, it became the place most agents would go for a fancy night out. 

"Hm..." Fitz considered the two options. "The rooftop dinner feels more personal. It would be great since we could look at the stars, but seems overly romantic for a first date, don't you think?"