Fitz furrowed his eyebrows and leaned in to keep watching, watching as… okay. Jonathan was starting to–to strip for the camera, doing some movements that were probably supposed to be funny or attractive or something, but it was making a lump form in Fitz’s throat. He couldn’t make it very far in before he just slammed his hand on the mouse to exit the file. He got up off the bed and started pacing. “I–I can’t–I…” He shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut and pulling up his collar just to make sure his hickeys were hidden. “I can’t… I can’t watch that.”
The previously amused expression fell off Skye’s face at the first signs of Fitz’s reaction. She followed him with her eyes, silently observing for a few moments to collect her thoughts on the entire situation. He didn’t provide her with the explanation she was expecting, however, and if there’s anything she knew about him, it’s that it was eating him alive. If there’s anything he knew about her, it’s that she’d want an explanation. “Did anything else happen?” Skye asked forthright, no implications or humorous undertone in her voice.
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