𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 || 30 day otp challenge » m. may & p. coulson

29. | 𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡

''Mommy, daddy. The sun woke up already."

Coulson sighed heavily at hearing his daughter's voice just above his head and rolled over to the other side. It was Sunday, the last day before May leaving for her first mission, due to her return to work. They were going to spend it doing nothing and maybe get up a little bit later than usual. Melissa, apparently, had her own completely different plans.

Without opening his eyes, Phil nudged Melinda in the shoulder. She groaned in response. ''Your child is up," he said.

''It's your child, too," Melinda murmured, also not opening her eyes yet and not planning on getting out of bed.

''She needs her mother more than her father."

''Since when?"

''Since today."

''I'll remind you that you said it when the time's right." They fell silent for a moment and Coulson began to drift to sleep again. Before he did, however, he heard a blow and felt May rise on the mattress. ''Hey!"

He opened his eyes and rose slightly on his elbows, surprised. He noticed Melissa throwing a pillow at him at the last moment. He didn't catch it and it hit him in the face, just like it hit May a moment ago. The girl giggled, covering her mouth with her small hands.

''Oh, you little beast."

He grabbed the pillow and threw it back to Melissa, making the girl almost fall over. She quickly threw the pillow away, this time towards May. Melinda grabbed two and threw them both at the same time. That's how the pillow fight began. Pillows were flying all over the bedroom, and their loud laughter spreading not only throughout the room, but the whole house.

When the pillow battle was over and all of their stomachs were hurting from laughter, Phil picked up Melissa and put her on the bed between him and Melinda. He kissed each of his girls on the top of their heads and moved closer, so that he could hug them both.

He smiled to himself, knowing that memories like this one would help him survive May's absence and make it more bearable. He'll be holding his princesses in his arms before he can even think about it. It's going to be alright.