Fic: Only A Kiss (Short Drabble Fic)
Author: madampresident (formerly known as i_heart_cuddy)
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: T
For: femslash_100
Author's Note: Coming out of the woodwork to deliver a short fic...
Summary: Andy just wants Miranda to talk to her
“Miranda!” Andy stormed up to the silver-haired maven.
“Andy…” Emily rolled her eyes, wishing that Andy wouldn’t embarrass herself.
The girl had stormed off in Paris and hadn’t returned- in other words, she was effectively blackballed by the Miranda devotees. Andy thought she was completely on the outs until realizing that Miranda had written a glowing letter of recommendation. Since then, Andy had been trying in vain to get in touch with Miranda.
“Miranda, can we talk about Paris?” She demanded.
With a dismissive flip of her forelock, Miranda turned to get into the Lexus.
Growling in frustration, she demanded, “Can we talk about the kiss?”
Miranda turned back slowly, eyes widening, nostrils flaring almost imperceptibly.
Emily and Nigel turned, dumbfounded, to their fearless leader, looking for their cue to react. Andy swallowed hard, her mouth having gone dry, acknowledging to herself that she may have made a grave miscalculation.
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“Andrea.” Miranda growled breathily. “Get in this car.”
Andy dutifully slid into the Lexus.
“Nigel, Emily, call yourselves another car.” Miranda slid in next to Andy and closed the door and the car pulled out into the road.
Nigel and Emily blinked at each other. “So, um… Miranda kissed… Andy?” Emily stuttered.
“Uh, seems like… yeah, maybe…” Nigel watched the silver Lexus fade into New York City traffic.
“Did you know?”
“Did I know… what?” Nigel furrowed his brow skeptically.
“That Miranda likes women?”
“What?”
“Like… gaydar?” Emily elaborated.
Nigel rolled his eyes. “Oh, dear god. Just call the car.”
++
“Okay, before you say anything I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… but you won’t return my calls.”
“You walked out on me.” Miranda snapped. “I was very vulnerable - in more ways than one - and you left me.”
“I thought you were heartless.” Andy admitted. “After what you did to Nigel…”
“I made it up to him.”
“I know that now.” Andy sighed.
“You didn’t even give me the benefit of the doubt.” Miranda said softly.
“I wanted to apologize.” Andy insisted. “You wouldn’t take my calls.”
“Well, you certainly made a scene.”
“Not my intention, I just…”
“I know.” Miranda sighed.
++
The Lexus pulled up to the townhouse and Roy circled around to open the door. Miranda slid out gracefully and motioned for Andy to follow.
“I suppose this is where I get off.” Andy sighed. “Thanks for listening to me anyway.”
“You didn’t give me many options.” Miranda pursed her lips.
“Again, I wanted to say that I was sorry and thank you for the recommendation.”
“You’re not walking away again, are you?” Miranda smirked.
Andy blinked in surprise.
“You’re invited to come in, if you would like.” Miranda said tersely, but with a distinctly mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
++
Andy half expected Miranda to throw her coat and purse into Andy’s arms but once they’d entered the townhouse, Miranda hung up her own coat and purse and even reached out for Andy’s.
Now that she was actually here, Andy was at a loss for words. After a moment Miranda let out an exasperated sigh and cupped the back of Andy’s head. Slender fingers ran through soft brown strands and tugged her closer.
Miranda’s lips descended on Andy’s. Andy’s lips parted obligingly and Miranda ran her tongue along Andy’s bottom lip, drawing a soft moan out of the younger woman.
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: T
For: femslash_100
Author's Note: Coming out of the woodwork to deliver a short fic...
Summary: Andy just wants Miranda to talk to her
“Miranda!” Andy stormed up to the silver-haired maven.
“Andy…” Emily rolled her eyes, wishing that Andy wouldn’t embarrass herself.
The girl had stormed off in Paris and hadn’t returned- in other words, she was effectively blackballed by the Miranda devotees. Andy thought she was completely on the outs until realizing that Miranda had written a glowing letter of recommendation. Since then, Andy had been trying in vain to get in touch with Miranda.
“Miranda, can we talk about Paris?” She demanded.
With a dismissive flip of her forelock, Miranda turned to get into the Lexus.
Growling in frustration, she demanded, “Can we talk about the kiss?”
Miranda turned back slowly, eyes widening, nostrils flaring almost imperceptibly.
Emily and Nigel turned, dumbfounded, to their fearless leader, looking for their cue to react. Andy swallowed hard, her mouth having gone dry, acknowledging to herself that she may have made a grave miscalculation.
++
“Andrea.” Miranda growled breathily. “Get in this car.”
Andy dutifully slid into the Lexus.
“Nigel, Emily, call yourselves another car.” Miranda slid in next to Andy and closed the door and the car pulled out into the road.
Nigel and Emily blinked at each other. “So, um… Miranda kissed… Andy?” Emily stuttered.
“Uh, seems like… yeah, maybe…” Nigel watched the silver Lexus fade into New York City traffic.
“Did you know?”
“Did I know… what?” Nigel furrowed his brow skeptically.
“That Miranda likes women?”
“What?”
“Like… gaydar?” Emily elaborated.
Nigel rolled his eyes. “Oh, dear god. Just call the car.”
++
“Okay, before you say anything I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… but you won’t return my calls.”
“You walked out on me.” Miranda snapped. “I was very vulnerable - in more ways than one - and you left me.”
“I thought you were heartless.” Andy admitted. “After what you did to Nigel…”
“I made it up to him.”
“I know that now.” Andy sighed.
“You didn’t even give me the benefit of the doubt.” Miranda said softly.
“I wanted to apologize.” Andy insisted. “You wouldn’t take my calls.”
“Well, you certainly made a scene.”
“Not my intention, I just…”
“I know.” Miranda sighed.
++
The Lexus pulled up to the townhouse and Roy circled around to open the door. Miranda slid out gracefully and motioned for Andy to follow.
“I suppose this is where I get off.” Andy sighed. “Thanks for listening to me anyway.”
“You didn’t give me many options.” Miranda pursed her lips.
“Again, I wanted to say that I was sorry and thank you for the recommendation.”
“You’re not walking away again, are you?” Miranda smirked.
Andy blinked in surprise.
“You’re invited to come in, if you would like.” Miranda said tersely, but with a distinctly mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
++
Andy half expected Miranda to throw her coat and purse into Andy’s arms but once they’d entered the townhouse, Miranda hung up her own coat and purse and even reached out for Andy’s.
Now that she was actually here, Andy was at a loss for words. After a moment Miranda let out an exasperated sigh and cupped the back of Andy’s head. Slender fingers ran through soft brown strands and tugged her closer.
Miranda’s lips descended on Andy’s. Andy’s lips parted obligingly and Miranda ran her tongue along Andy’s bottom lip, drawing a soft moan out of the younger woman.