#mayisformothers

@theclaravoyant and I were talking about how emotional we both are about Zephyr One, and she mentioned wanting May to teach Fitz how to fly it. We are both in the habit of spoiling each other, and I have been wanting to write something May for a while, so I wrote this.

Mentions the FD trauma, the Framework trauma and panic attacks. 

This also fits @leofitznetwork monthly challenge: May is for Mothers.

It’s not after they have decided that they are actually leaving that she takes the decision. They have a lot on their plates: looking for new jobs and a house, everything they can arrange to try to ease the shock of the change, and dealing the best they can with Daisy’s resentment, who is not really happy with having them- him- here, but still loves them enough to be mad about seeing them leave; but because they are juggling a lot, and are stretching themselves thin over the most menial details, May knows this is the right time.

She waits till she is sure that Simmons is out to go looking for him in their room; May doesn’t believe this is something shameful, but this is about him, and it is difficult to enforce their entity as two separate human beings when they are together.

May knocks on the door twice, and though she waits for his answer to open it, when she peers inside Fitz is rushing to close the browser on his laptop, like looking through real estates in Scotland is a crime. May thinks that maybe they all have an internalized set of priorities that forces them to feel like it is, and that is one of the many things she wants to snap them out of; it might be too late for her, but she refuses to believe it is too late for them.