[The holidays are always a bit of happy chaos around the SHIELD base and honestly Phil wouldn't have it any other way. Agents, friends and found family all surrounding a ridiculously large table heavily laden with food. Mac's famous turkey, May's noodles, Fitz and Simmons arguing happily over whether potatoes or stuffing was better with the turkey while Daisy mans the bar.
His family. His friends.
While he's not exactly a slouch in the kitchen, he knows when to defer to the professionals and he hangs back while Marie and the others take over the kitchen and begin to fill the entire base with the homey smells of cooking.
Still. He isn't cooking but he's not coming empty handed (ha-ha). A bottle of wine in one hand and a bag filled with ice cream for the post-dinner pies balanced in the other, he smiles when Marie bumps into him. There's no shying away from the contact, only a warm smile.] So you're the one making the kitchen smell this good. The pies look incredible.
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His family. His friends.
While he's not exactly a slouch in the kitchen, he knows when to defer to the professionals and he hangs back while Marie and the others take over the kitchen and begin to fill the entire base with the homey smells of cooking.
Still. He isn't cooking but he's not coming empty handed (ha-ha). A bottle of wine in one hand and a bag filled with ice cream for the post-dinner pies balanced in the other, he smiles when Marie bumps into him. There's no shying away from the contact, only a warm smile.] So you're the one making the kitchen smell this good. The pies look incredible.