I'm Alive - I Can Tell Because of the Pain
"I'm alive – I can tell because of the pain," Coulson mutters, and Daisy leans over him, looking fierce.
"Phil, you idiot," she says, her tone a lot less fierce than her expression. "What were you doing, running into the fight like that?"
"I wanted to help," he says, and flinches, despite himself, at the annoyance that flares in her eyes.
"How is almost getting yourself killed helping?" she demands. "How is forcing me to get Elena to take charge of my mission so that I could rescue your sorry ass helping?"
"Daisy," he says, his tone pathetic even to his ears.
"Oh no you don't, mister," she says. "You don't get to 'Daisy' your way out of this. You had your mission, I had mine, and your mission did not involve running onto the field and disrupting my mission."
He closes his eyes at the sight of her pained expression, but he opens them again very quickly when he feels her hand cup his cheek, and her breath against his lips, right before she kisses him.
"Oh," he says, totally amazed. It's not a very long kiss, which he supposes isn't surprising given the state of him. "What was that for?"
She rolls her eyes. "Because I love you, you idiot," she says. "And if you ever do anything like that again, I will personally Quake you to Siberia and back. Understand, Agent Coulson?"
"Yes Director," he says softly, and she gives a sharp nod, then leans in again and kisses him a second time, then a third. When she pulls away from him he has to fight to keep himself from whining, and she chuckles suddenly. "What?"
"I think we're both idiots," she tells him. "We should've done this years ago."
"Yeah," he says softly. "Can we do it some more?"
"Not right now," she says, and he thinks she sounds regretful at refusing. "The medics are going to take you in charge now. I'll see you later." She clasps his right hand briefly, then nods, and Coulson finds himself being lifted into the air, and the last he sees of Daisy for the moment is her turning and hurrying back towards the fight he'd interrupted with his recklessness.
As he's carried up the ramp and into the Z1, he finds himself hoping very hard that the medics don't knock him out for too long. He wants to be kissing Daisy again as soon as she comes back aboard – and he won't be able to do that if he's unconscious.
He doesn't think he's ever looked forward to kissing someone more.