Fanfiction: Impossibilities [2/?]
Title: Impossibilities [2/?]
Author: daydreaminchic
Fandom: Devil Wears Prada
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: PG, for now.
Teaser: It does sounds impossible, but it’s easy to talk to Miranda, to be around her.
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She asked Miranda to the first dinner out of guilt. She accepted the second because she was caught off guard. She invited Miranda to the third because she had had a nice time. What, of course, sounds absurd. “A nice time” and “Miranda Priestly” are never in the same sentence.
The Dragon Lady has travelled the world, read hundreds of books, met celebrities, writers and politicians. She has a lot to talk about. Andy thinks she is no match for the other woman. She’s only in her twenties, the only country she has lived in is Argentina, for an instance.
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Then they have brunch, and coffee and drinks and breakfast together. The paparazzi have noticed, and the news Miranda has a friend has caused quite an agitation among the gossip magazines.
It does sounds impossible, but it’s easy to talk to Miranda, to be around her. Andy has never imagined the older woman had such a different behavior in non-professional activities. She’s still in touch with Nigel, who swears she’s still the same old bitch at work, so everything’s really weird.
The months pass. It stills feels weird thinking about it, and nice and comfortable being with her former boss.
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It’s Miranda’s birthday. Andy is nervous. She knows Miranda loves tango, and Andy has an extensive knowledge on that rhythm - she has lived in Argentina for over a year. So Andy bought the complete collection of Carlos Gardel; she spent a whole lot of money, but it’s worth it.
She knows her friend has a party to attend tonight, so Andy will just stop by to give it to her. She hopes Miranda will like it. Perhaps she’ll get to hang around with the girls, who are great videogame competitors. That Wii thing is just so much fun! Specially boxing.
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Andy is feeling quite overwhelmed right now. Miranda is descending the stairs, dressed in a black dress that flatters her in every way. Andy is holding her breath, but she’s too busy ogling Miranda to notice that.
Miranda is the most beautiful woman in the world. A vision in black. Dear Lord. Andy’s brain probably stopped working. Or she’ll have permanent brain damage. Yeah. Brain damage. Dear Lord. Look at that neck line. Look at that cleavage. Miranda smiles at her softly.
Happy birthday, Andy whispers and gives the older woman the gift. She’s feeling oddly nervous. She wonders why.