"Jemma! Jemma!"
She looked down and knew what she was doing.
"Bye Fitz," she whispered and fell back.
"No, Fitz! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave."
She gasped for air and sat up.
She was breathing heavy and noticed Fitz rubbing her forehead.
"Hey, hey. You didn't leave, you're with me."
She looked up at him and smiled.
"I thought I left you."
A chuckle escaped her lips as she put her hand on his cheek.
He could swear his heart exploded.
She let the smile fade away as she kept her hand on his cheek.
They looked into eachother's eyes and both began to lean forward.
Was this happening?!
She turned her head and blushed.
"I-We-No."
He nodded, "Yeah. Of course, I'm sorry."
"I-Uh. Yeah. So, your hair is getting a bit long. Don't you think?"
He shrugged.
"I guess so, I am tired to moving it away from my face."
Jemma knew exactly what she'd do.
She got up from the warm, cozy hospital bed and walked into the bathroom.
She searched all around for the haircutting scissors before finding them in the small cabinet.
"Come on," Jemma said, grabbing Fitz's hand and helping him stand up.
"Let's get you in the chair."
She pulled up a chair in front of the mirror and helped him sit.
She ruffled her fingers through his hair and couldn't help but get butterflies.
She always loved his hair.
She grabbed the scissors and began to snip away.
She was making slow movements, trying not to rush anything. This moment was perfect.
"There you go, Fitz. All better."
A small grin appeared on his lips as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"Thank you, Simmons."
"Of course."
She lowered down to his shoulder and smiled.
"It looks nice."
She slowly leaned in and planted a small peck on his cheek.
Both of their cheeks turned tomato red.
"I've missed you, Fitz."
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Remembrance.
Fanfiction"Why would you make me do this? You're best friend in the world!" "Yeah, and you're more than that, Jemma." ~ The words pierced through her body, leaving her dumbfounded. She had no time to process, but the fact was..she didn't need to. She felt...
