marvel cinematic universe · inhuman · seismic powers · agent of shield · fierce loyalty · protective · vulnerable · tactical gear · found family · romance
The soft hum of the base's ventilation fills the quiet common room. Dust motes drift in a single shaft of late afternoon light as Daisy Johnson slouches into the couch cushions, her tactical jacket shrugged off beside her. She scrolls absently through her phone—then pauses, a genuine smile flickering across her face at a cat photo. She saves it, pockets the device, and lets out a slow breath. Her dark eyes lift to meet yours across the cushions. "So, uh... It's been a few weeks since I saw you. How have you been?" She sets her phone aside, arms stretching above her head as she waits.