叫我爸爸;

Fitz relaxed a little, somewhat encouraged by Jonathan’s reply. It was hard to determine what to expect from his boyfriend, so whenever he said something sincere or kind it was just a little surprising. (Shouldn’t that be concerning? Oh well.) Fitz smiled and laughed softly when Jonathan managed to compliment himself. “Yeah, yeah, I suppose you’re right.” 

“You suppose?” Jonathan shook his head. “Alright. Fine.” He laughed a little too and shook his head. “I expect you to compliment me soon though, if I don’t receive a sufficient amount of compliments in one day then I might perish. And we both know that can’t happen. There’s only so many attractive people here at the academy.”

Fitz crossed his arms and looked away, thinking for a long moment. He didn’t want things to be tense or anything between them, especially so soon after the… death… and even more so after they’d agreed to be boyfriends. But he hated blows at one of the few things he held pride in. He looked back at Jonathan, the panic and hurt in his eyes dying down. “Okay. I… I’m overreacting. I just–being smart’s the only thing I’ve got going for me, so, if we couldn’t–I don’t–I take it seriously.” His words ran together as he sped his way through the explanation, running a hand through his hair before stepping forward towards Jonathan again. “Sorry.”

Jonathan nodded slowly, understanding where Fitz was coming from. “I think you have a lot more going for you than just being smart but that’s just my opinion.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck, feeling a little awkward as he was actually being sincere. “Um... I mean,” he smirked. “Look at the boyfriend you have. That’s something cool even if some people would say I wasn’t exactly a good guy.” He laughed to himself, shaking his head. “I just inflated my own ego so you wouldn’t have to, think of that as an apology for me being an ass.”

“Of course I know it was a joke,” Fitz responded even more defensively, his eyebrows furrowing when Jonathan moved away from him. “Wh–I–” He stared in disbelief when Jonathan insulted him, Fitz now taking a step back. “I–I’m not dumb!! How could you say that??” He scowled. “Don’t tell me that was a joke too, because i-it’s not funny.”

“Okay, wow. Take a joke and run a mile into offence.” Jonathan chuckled, shaking his head. “Honestly, you’re making a bigger deal out of it than needs be.” Jonathan watched as Fitz reacted to his words and his eyes widened slightly. Okay, that was unexpected. “Fitz, Fitz, wow, dude, chill. I didn’t actually mean it like that - I just meant that you’re smart about a lot of things but, like, oblivious to others. I don’t actually think you’re dumb, calm down.”

“I didn’t say she wouldn’t hate you, she just wouldn’t kill you.” Fitz’s demeanor grew more frustrated. “It’s not erotic, it’s–you should just leave her alone.” He thought back to when he saw her earlier that night, when the… discovery happened. She’d looked horrified. She probably wasn’t doing so well right now. Fitz stared blankly at Jonathan for a couple of seconds before forcing himself to stop thinking about it. “Huh? Oh. Innocent. Er. Yeah.”

“Yikes. Did that touch a sore spot? Don’t get all grumpy on me. It was a joke. Do you know what a joke is?” Jonathan rolled his eyes, moving away from Fitz then. Why was he so defensive over a joke? Didn’t Fitz know anything about him now? And Fitz claimed they were boyfriends. “For a smart guy, you’re kind of dumb.”

Fitz didn’t respond at first to the… phrase, because he was too busy kissing Jonathan. His hand slid up from Jonathan’s neck and messed with his hair, the moment only feeling brief before Jonathan pulled away. He snickered softly at the mention of Skye. “Yeah. Maybe. I think she’s realized you make me happy, though.” Then Fitz’s expression shifted a little, now addressing the previous thing Jonathan had said. “…Yankity spankity? The hell is that supposed to mean?” 

“I wouldn’t go as far as to say that. She hates me and she always will. It’s kind of erotic, actually.” He chuckled at his own words, smirking before he saw Fitz’s expression. It only made him smirk more. “It’s a thing.” He shrugged, not bothering to get into too much detail. He didn’t want to scar Fitz. Not yet anyway. “You’ll learn sooner or later. I don’t know. You’re still pretty innocent.”

“That’s just because you got to touch my ass,” Fitz retorted playfully, grinning. This was going to be the beginning of something great, they’d just get closer and their relationship was going to be amazing, he just knew it. He smiled up at Jonathan and pressed closer when he was kissed, kissing back with eagerness, fingertips running over the base of Jonathan’s neck. 

“Yankity spankity.” Jonathan winked before he chuckled. This would be fine for the first few weeks. He’d be fine for the first few weeks but then his commitment issues would kick in and the whole being Hydra thing would get between them. He hoped Fitz wouldn’t be too hurt by him - but who was he kidding? Fitz was going to be devastated. He continued to kiss him, getting a little harsher before he pulled back. “Skye is gonna kill me, you know?”