(DWP) Deck the Halls
Title: Deck the Halls
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Author: jackiejlh
Rating: PG-13
Character(s): Miranda Priestly, Andrea Sachs, Irv Ravitz
Pairing(s): hints of Miranda/Andy
Warning(s): None
Summary: The Runway Christmas party. | Written for the dvlwears_prada community ABC challenge prompt of 'Kiss'.
It was like watching a train wreck. Andy could only look on in horror at the sight of Irv Ravitz, more drunk than she'd ever seen him, attempting to prevent Miranda from walking out from under the mistletoe. Miranda was being admirably calm, but anyone could see that it would only be a matter of time before she snapped.
"You see, Miranda," Irv said, his speech slightly slurred, "this is what happens when you're a bitch to everyone; nobody will kiss you." And he looked around expectantly, waiting to see if anyone in crowd would disagree. Of course, nobody did-they were all doing their best to pretend they didn't see what was happening.
Miranda tried to walk away again, only to have Irv block her, so that she had no choice but to step back again. Andy briefly entertained the idea of kissing Miranda herself, but with all of the reporters around, and the fact that it was Miranda, she decided against it.
It turned out that a rescue was not necessary-a few seconds later, without warning or hesitation, Miranda threw her entire glass of wine into Irv's face. He began spluttering and wiping it away, and Miranda lightly stepped around him, looking mildly amused with herself.
"Andrea, I'm ready to go home," she said as she passed, not pausing in her stride, and it was all Andy could do to keep a smile off of her face as she followed her to the waiting car.
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Author: jackiejlh
Rating: PG-13
Character(s): Miranda Priestly, Andrea Sachs, Irv Ravitz
Pairing(s): hints of Miranda/Andy
Warning(s): None
Summary: The Runway Christmas party. | Written for the dvlwears_prada community ABC challenge prompt of 'Kiss'.
It was like watching a train wreck. Andy could only look on in horror at the sight of Irv Ravitz, more drunk than she'd ever seen him, attempting to prevent Miranda from walking out from under the mistletoe. Miranda was being admirably calm, but anyone could see that it would only be a matter of time before she snapped.
"You see, Miranda," Irv said, his speech slightly slurred, "this is what happens when you're a bitch to everyone; nobody will kiss you." And he looked around expectantly, waiting to see if anyone in crowd would disagree. Of course, nobody did-they were all doing their best to pretend they didn't see what was happening.
Miranda tried to walk away again, only to have Irv block her, so that she had no choice but to step back again. Andy briefly entertained the idea of kissing Miranda herself, but with all of the reporters around, and the fact that it was Miranda, she decided against it.
It turned out that a rescue was not necessary-a few seconds later, without warning or hesitation, Miranda threw her entire glass of wine into Irv's face. He began spluttering and wiping it away, and Miranda lightly stepped around him, looking mildly amused with herself.
"Andrea, I'm ready to go home," she said as she passed, not pausing in her stride, and it was all Andy could do to keep a smile off of her face as she followed her to the waiting car.