SGA Fic: And then she said (K) 1/1 - valentines drabble
Title: And then she said...
Author: Purpleyin
Rating: K
Spoilers: None
Summary: McKay/Weir drabble for valentines day 2006, a little late but here anyway. :)
A/N: Betaread by Fanwoman.
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His heart thumps, and he feels sweat on his hands, making his grip clammy. In response, he clutches the datapad protectively to his chest, though whether it's against potential clumsiness or from him being so vulnerable is uncertain. He tears his gaze away from her, not that it makes waiting for her response any easier. Silence is met by his subconscious tapping upon the frame, until he senses something, looking up sharply with all attention firmly on her lips.
There's a beat, and then the moment is broken as she simply smiles, knowing full well what he wants. She's teasing him, all too cruelly. He knows this, too, but doesn't care once he's heard the words. It's flung out casually, just a 'Sure, why not,' and he can't even see her face. Yet he knows this is all part of her plan; Elizabeth Weir doesn't do playful often. Everything is carefully measured and considered, if she's playing with him - with what's between them - it's because she wants to.
Author: Purpleyin
Rating: K
Spoilers: None
Summary: McKay/Weir drabble for valentines day 2006, a little late but here anyway. :)
A/N: Betaread by Fanwoman.
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His heart thumps, and he feels sweat on his hands, making his grip clammy. In response, he clutches the datapad protectively to his chest, though whether it's against potential clumsiness or from him being so vulnerable is uncertain. He tears his gaze away from her, not that it makes waiting for her response any easier. Silence is met by his subconscious tapping upon the frame, until he senses something, looking up sharply with all attention firmly on her lips.
There's a beat, and then the moment is broken as she simply smiles, knowing full well what he wants. She's teasing him, all too cruelly. He knows this, too, but doesn't care once he's heard the words. It's flung out casually, just a 'Sure, why not,' and he can't even see her face. Yet he knows this is all part of her plan; Elizabeth Weir doesn't do playful often. Everything is carefully measured and considered, if she's playing with him - with what's between them - it's because she wants to.