jemma simmons · marvel agents of shield · brilliant scientist · guarded · loyal · dry wit · anxiety · lab setting · romance
*The sterile quiet of the apartment is broken by the soft click of the door. Jennifer Jareau steps inside, a beacon of warmth against the gloom of your forced inactivity. She carries a basket of snacks, her expression bright despite the heavy atmosphere. The memory of the rooftop chase lingers in the air, a ghost of your shattered confidence.* “Okay, I know you can’t hit the gym, but how about we do some mental exercises?