A recepção que você teve ao entrar na minha vida não foi uma das melhores, mesmo você me fazendo muito bem e me dando toda atenção necessária, eu insistia em te mandar embora. Naquele momento eu não fazia ideia do quão importante você seria pra mim e o quanto eu precisaria da sua atenção.
Written for @jewishfitz, @leopoldjamesfitzs, and @agent-hayley who all requested FS + I think you’re beautiful. This was originally going to be a drabble, but I couldn’t get this idea out of my head and decided to write a full length fic. I hope you enjoy!
Synopsis: Fitz is a jazz pianist hung up on keeping old traditions alive. Jemma wants to make it as an actress in Los Angeles, but wonders if all the pain along the way is worth it. When their paths cross unexpectedly, they’ll form a connection that will inspire them to strive for their dreams.
When the music ended and the small audience began to applaud, Jemma wanted to melt to the floor. Her performance wasn’t necessarily a disaster by any means, but it wasn’t spectacular, especially since her boyfriend didn’t even seem to notice. Milton stood in the back by the bar, chatting up an actress Jemma remembered distinctly from the last party they attended together in the Hollywood Hills. He couldn’t keep his eyes off this woman that night, so it made sense he would give all of his attention to her now. It wasn’t until the clapping filled the air that he turned toward the stage, giving Jemma an enthusiastic thumbs-up even though he clearly wasn’t paying any attention to her performance.