science - bobbi/simmons
Title: science
Prompt: Drabble Cycle 6: Bobbi/Simmons - Science
Requested by: xjadedgrlx
Fandom: Agents of SHIELD
Pairing: Bobbi/Simmons
Setting: Before season two. Simmons is still undercover in HYDRA.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 250
Notes: I'm not sure this is what you wanted, but... it happened. I'm sorry?
"Agent Simmons?" A cold voice pulls Simmons' eyes to the doorway of the lab.
Her supervisor of the day is a tall woman, with dark hair and haunted look in her eyes.
She looks like a goddess. Well, a demonic goddess, but still. Simmons’ can certainly appreciate a pretty face.
"Yes? Is something wrong?" She asks, her eyes never leaving the woman's.
“So, you’re our newest recruit, yes?”
“That’s correct.” Simmons says.
“My name is Bobbi Morse. I will be supervising your work from now on, until we decide where your loyalties lie.” Bobbi says, and sits down at a table at the far end of the room.
“I can’t help but notice that you don’t have many scientists around here, do you?” Simmons says. It’s the understatement of the century. The lab is completely empty except for the two of them.
Bobbi Morse sits as though she has an iron pole strapped to her back.“No, not yet. But we’re expanding. Why do you ask?”
“I need help with my latest invention.” Simmons reports. “Preferably, from someone who knows what they’re doing. But, if you can’t find anyone, I’m afraid you’ll be staying late tonight.”
“I’ve got plenty of time.” Bobbi Morse’s retorts. “What do you need help with?”
As Simmons explains, she tries not to notice the way Bobbi Morse’s eyes keep drifting to her.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jemma asks.
“You just look halfway decent, today. Makes a change.” Bobbi says.
Simmons knows better.
Prompt: Drabble Cycle 6: Bobbi/Simmons - Science
Requested by: xjadedgrlx
Fandom: Agents of SHIELD
Pairing: Bobbi/Simmons
Setting: Before season two. Simmons is still undercover in HYDRA.
Rating: PG
Word Count: 250
Notes: I'm not sure this is what you wanted, but... it happened. I'm sorry?
"Agent Simmons?" A cold voice pulls Simmons' eyes to the doorway of the lab.
Her supervisor of the day is a tall woman, with dark hair and haunted look in her eyes.
She looks like a goddess. Well, a demonic goddess, but still. Simmons’ can certainly appreciate a pretty face.
"Yes? Is something wrong?" She asks, her eyes never leaving the woman's.
“So, you’re our newest recruit, yes?”
“That’s correct.” Simmons says.
“My name is Bobbi Morse. I will be supervising your work from now on, until we decide where your loyalties lie.” Bobbi says, and sits down at a table at the far end of the room.
“I can’t help but notice that you don’t have many scientists around here, do you?” Simmons says. It’s the understatement of the century. The lab is completely empty except for the two of them.
Bobbi Morse sits as though she has an iron pole strapped to her back.“No, not yet. But we’re expanding. Why do you ask?”
“I need help with my latest invention.” Simmons reports. “Preferably, from someone who knows what they’re doing. But, if you can’t find anyone, I’m afraid you’ll be staying late tonight.”
“I’ve got plenty of time.” Bobbi Morse’s retorts. “What do you need help with?”
As Simmons explains, she tries not to notice the way Bobbi Morse’s eyes keep drifting to her.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jemma asks.
“You just look halfway decent, today. Makes a change.” Bobbi says.
Simmons knows better.