213. We're friends

Days passed…

Jemma and Jay were at the basketball court, as usual.

Jay shuffled his feet, looking kind of nervous. He kept eyeing Jemma, who was shooting hoops like a boss. He finally gathered some courage and walked over, a red rose hidden behind his back.

"Jemma!" he called out, trying to act cool but totally failing.

Jemma turned around, raising an eyebrow. "What's up, Jay?"

Jay scratched the back of his head, his cheeks turning a bit pink. "Uh, well, uh..." He pulled out the rose, holding it out like it was the most awkward thing ever. "I, uh, got this for you."

Jemma's eyes widened in surprise. She took the rose, a small smile creeping up on her face. "Wow, thanks, Jay! That's sweet of you."

Jay let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Just thought I'd, you know, do something."

They stood there for a moment, both looking a bit unsure of what to say next.

Jemma cleared her throat. "So, um, how's your masters going?"

Jay relaxed a bit, glad for the change in topic. "Crazy b