Marvel Oneshots

Dream Team (Grant Ward)

Prompt: "I can't do this anymore."

Summary: Grant and the reader have been dating for a while, and are both on the Bus on Coulson's team. Grant and Reader make a deal that Reader will let him give them some Ops-style training if he lets the reader teach him some SciTech stuff. Neither of them like learning the other's specialty, but an idea to spice things up could get the couple in deep trouble with the rest of the team.

Written for Day Nineteen of Fictober on Tumblr!

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"Ward!"

"Relax, Y/N! Come on, don't fall apart now!"

"Grant! I can't do this anymore!"

My arms collapsed under me as I started crashing to the floor. I braced for the impact, but I felt strong arms wrap around my legs and lay me down gently, sparing my face from the crash.

"Thanks, babe," I said, looking up at Grant with a dopey smile as I lay on the training mats. He just shook his head at me, unable to keep a small smile off his own face.

"You barely managed to hold that handstand for thirty seconds."

"Yeah, that's why I went to SciTech instead of going through the same physical training hell that you did."

Grant snorted, then held out a hand to help me up.

"Which is also why we're doing this training in the first place," he said as I took his hand. He pulled me up, and I couldn't help slouching a little as I stood next to him. We'd been doing workout stuff all morning, and I was exhausted. "You need to be able to hold your own in the field, even if it's just long enough to give someone time to come help you."

"Yeah yeah, I know. It was my idea, remember? I just do not enjoy this whole workout thing."

"Well, look at it this way," started Grant, putting his hands on his hips and giving me a thoughtful look. "We get to spend all day with each other instead of doing whatever Coulson has the rest of the Bus kids doing upstairs."

Grant gave me a real smile when he said that, throwing an arm over my shoulder and pulling me in for a kiss. I smiled into it, giving a contented sigh as we pulled apart.

"That's a pretty good way to look at it," I said. I leaned into Grant and kissed him a second time, running a hand through the back of his hair to make this kiss last a little longer. I didn't pull back very far when we broke the kiss, staying close to my boyfriend and looking into his eyes. "What do you say we move to science now?"

Grant groaned, taking a few steps back and away from me.

"Y/N, come on. The training you're getting is more important."

"And also less fun. I'm not gonna be able to keep it together for another set or rep or whatever Grant, and you promised I could teach you science stuff too."

"I know, I know."

He sighed, dragging a hand through his hair. I smiled and closed the space between us, grabbing both of his hands and pulling him close for another kiss. Then, I turned around and dragged him with me to the lab.

"You're not getting out of this one babe!" I said brightly. "But don't worry, I'll find a way to make it fun for you."

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FitzSimmons were upstairs doing some task or other for Coulson, which meant Grant and I had the lab to ourselves. I tried to teach him some basic knowledge in chemistry, biology, and physics, just enough so he would understand what FitzSimmons and I were talking about when Coulson asked us questions, but he quickly got bored with the high school science lesson. Even when I kissed him between pieces of information, I could feel him itching to go back to training, or even up to Coulson rather than stay in the lab.