Everyone had their own personal items that they kept in their bunks. You had a blanket that was from home, some family photos and your grandfathers wedding ring, all things that made it feel as though you weren't in as much danger as you were and were able to be a normal person with your family rather than a SHIELD agent. Jemma had some photographs also, a few items that were her mums and a watch that was her dads. Fitz on the other hand had a few odd bits but also a photo album that his mum had sent him with photos of his home and her along with ones from his childhood.

You had never been allowed to look at it, you didn't know why, and you didn't question it for quite a while, not until now. You were bored and rather intrigued as to what could be there that he didn't want you to see. Whilst he was in the lab with Simmons and Skye, you had decided to take a peak. You looked through, seeing his smiling mum whom you'd met before and the beautiful home she lived in. There were pictures of her with his mum when he was a baby and few more throughout the years. Near the back were a few random pictures of him, nothing incriminating not until you reached the last one.

It was a school photograph, you imagined he must have been about fifteen or sixteen however he didn't have his curly light hair that you knew, but instead longer black hair that reached his shoulders. His lips were painted black and his eyes were encircled too. You couldn't help but laugh. You never imagined that Leopold Fitz could have ever gone through a goth or emo phase, yet the photograph was proof.

"What are you doing in my bunk?" Fitz questioned.

You turned around trying to hide your grin however it was impossible.

"Nothing," you smiled innocently.

"What have you got there?" He frowned.

You turned the photograph around, so he could see what you were looking at. His expression instantly dropped.

"Give it here Y/N," he frowned.

"Come over here and make me," you grinned jumping foot to foot as he attempted to take it from you.

He lunged at you, as you hopped onto his bed trying to keep it out of his grasp. You couldn't help but laugh as he attempted to take the picture. As you went to jump from the bed, Fitz grabbed hold of you, knocking you both onto the floor.

Jemma and Skye ran into the room, hearing the loud noises.

"Skye," you squealed waving the photograph out to her.

She quickly took it from you, forcing Fitz to release his grasps on you to turn his attention to the two women.

"Please don't," Fitz sighed.

Jemma and Skye both looked at the photograph and let out a laugh, one that you soon joined in with.

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Written by Charlotte.

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