Stockard/Allison RPF - part 3
Title: Method Acting, part 3
Notes: This is the third of a three part story focusing on an imaginary romantic relationship between Stockard Channing and Allison Janney. The beginning can be found here 1 and here 2. And, really, ladies and gentlemen, just to let you know, it would be helpful if you read those parts first.
It's for those of you who have asked for such a story, especially poeticinsanity. I hope you all enjoy. (I repeat that each time because it continues to be true.)
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Stockard touched Allison's arm, just above her wrist, before trailing her hand down to intertwine their fingers.
"You're shaking," she whispered, taking a step closer to Allison, reaching out to interlace their other hands.
Allison smiled slightly but closed her eyes, bowing her head against the onslaught of emotions.
"I wasn't sure if it was you or me," she said. "I was hoping it was you."
Stockard took another step closer, their bodies almost flush.
"Well, I am, too," she responded. Allison could hear the smile in Stockard's voice and opened her eyes to see it.
"Are we finally going to do this?"
"Uh huh, I think so."
"Because if we're not, I need to sit down and you need to go." Her voice had taken a higher pitch, almost hysterical rambling.
"Allison."
"Yes?" she asked, glancing down to look into Stockard's eyes.
"Shut up and kiss me."
Notes: This is the third of a three part story focusing on an imaginary romantic relationship between Stockard Channing and Allison Janney. The beginning can be found here 1 and here 2. And, really, ladies and gentlemen, just to let you know, it would be helpful if you read those parts first.
It's for those of you who have asked for such a story, especially poeticinsanity. I hope you all enjoy. (I repeat that each time because it continues to be true.)
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Stockard touched Allison's arm, just above her wrist, before trailing her hand down to intertwine their fingers.
"You're shaking," she whispered, taking a step closer to Allison, reaching out to interlace their other hands.
Allison smiled slightly but closed her eyes, bowing her head against the onslaught of emotions.
"I wasn't sure if it was you or me," she said. "I was hoping it was you."
Stockard took another step closer, their bodies almost flush.
"Well, I am, too," she responded. Allison could hear the smile in Stockard's voice and opened her eyes to see it.
"Are we finally going to do this?"
"Uh huh, I think so."
"Because if we're not, I need to sit down and you need to go." Her voice had taken a higher pitch, almost hysterical rambling.
"Allison."
"Yes?" she asked, glancing down to look into Stockard's eyes.
"Shut up and kiss me."