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somniesperus' v-day challenge, because, hell, I still have 5 minutes till v-day's over in my time zone and it's not the same thing if it's not really v-day.Title: J et M
Fandom: Devil Wears Prada
Description: #16. Why does Jacqueline irritate Miranda so much, anyway?
You should have known better.
"We mustn't tell anyone," you hear that horrible, French-accented voice say. "Not my husband... not yours."
You should have known that she was going to use this against you.
"We share a secret now," she continues, "forever," and you wish to God you didn't, because for the longest time, it's been your secret, and your secret alone, and the only thing worse is that you shared it with her willingly. She didn't even have to pry it out of you. She didn't even have to try. All she had to do was smile invitingly at you, press her hand against the small of your back, slide it alongside the crook of your hip --
-- and the next thing you knew, her perfume was filling your nostrils, her hair in your fists, and her mouth crushed against yours, and all you could think was, oh my god I'm finally home
"We can't do this again," someone sobs, and only when she wipes a tear out of the corner of your eye, you realise it's you.
You should have known this would mean more to you than it ever would to her.
"We mustn't tell anyone," you hear that horrible, French-accented voice say. "Not my husband... not yours."
You should have known that she was going to use this against you.
"We share a secret now," she continues, "forever," and you wish to God you didn't, because for the longest time, it's been your secret, and your secret alone, and the only thing worse is that you shared it with her willingly. She didn't even have to pry it out of you. She didn't even have to try. All she had to do was smile invitingly at you, press her hand against the small of your back, slide it alongside the crook of your hip --
-- and the next thing you knew, her perfume was filling your nostrils, her hair in your fists, and her mouth crushed against yours, and all you could think was, oh my god I'm finally home
"We can't do this again," someone sobs, and only when she wipes a tear out of the corner of your eye, you realise it's you.
You should have known this would mean more to you than it ever would to her.
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Comments
You are so very good at this...at just writing in general. This piece is overflowing with emotion. You give us more of Miranda and Andy with this short, sweet, sad ficlet than a lot of writers give us in 10,000 words. I am impressed.
This is one of those stories that shows how much can be done in relatively few words; sure, you could have made it longer, but the real essence of the story is here and I think any more would have been superfluous. Beautifully done. (And, of course, poor Miranda.)
And I hate to admit it, because I love it when people think I'm smarter than I actually am, but I wasn't trying to be clever when I came up with the title :P Could I ask what you saw in it?
Now how did you decide on the title? You've got me all curious!
To speak to your other comment below -- I hadn't intended the younger Jacqueline to be a parallel to Andy, but now that you bring it up -- well, the possibilities are endless!
*Jacqueline isn't as sinister as she appears, and Miranda's a scared, paranoid doofus who's suspicious to the point of almost crippling herself, and I was so in the middle of writing this earlier, until I got stuck, and was distracted by a video game. Damn video games.
And again, poor Miranda--all suspicious, and then it turns out she has reason to be. But we know from the film that Jacqueline's as much of a snake as she is, willing to turn on anybody for the main chance. A match made in hell.
btw, I showed the drabble to my beta reader, and she asked me to pass along her compliments as well: "It really captures all the feelings amazingly well."
(or maybe that's just my denial to anything not Andy/Miranda. :) )
Right?
Sorry I'm commenting all over your entry, Kosmos--obviously this story fired my imagination all up.
Kosmos, this is brilliant. Short, punchy, and agonising. But in a good way.
Well done.
Oh, and you know what? I kinda had a Miranda/Jacqueline thing going in my head, but I think you've pretty much covered it... *grin* Never mind. (Unless I can think of something slightly different...)