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Title: Fifteen Seconds
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada (film)
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to The Devil Wears Prada.
Note: I finished this story about 12 minutes after the recent DWP comment ficathon ended, so I'm posting it here instead. It's in response to [livejournal.com profile] la_fono's prompt: "bunions, blisters, and hammer toes." Edit: and apparently, the ficathon doesn't end until 11:59 PST. So, I'm adding a link to this story to the original thread!



They first had sex only a couple of hours after Andy left Miranda’s employ. (“We waited about fifteen seconds after I left Runway,” Andy would enjoy saying for years into the future, twining her arm around Miranda’s waist and smiling openly at the smirk the story always provoked on Miranda’s face.) It was surprisingly straightforward: a rollicking good fight in Andy’s suite, a biting kiss, a few hot tears sliding down both their cheeks. “Sit down,” Andy said forcefully, because Miranda wouldn’t shut up or be still or fucking listen. It could’ve gone a couple of ways, Andy supposed later. She might have yelled more, staring down at Miranda as she perched on the edge of the bed, fury burning acidic holes into the primness she had left. But as soon as Miranda sat, Andy knelt, and the room went silent. “Let me,” Andy whispered after a few seconds went by, ghosting her fingers gently against Miranda’s knees, troubling the hem of her dress with her fingers. To Miranda’s credit, she knew exactly to what she was agreeing when she moaned a yes. Not only that, but she reciprocated. On her knees.

“This isn’t a good idea,” Miranda said the second time. They were back in the states by that point, and everything was awful: the divorce, the break-up, the terrible new assistant, the tough new reporting job. The statement shouldn’t have enhanced the mood, but Miranda was unbuttoning her shirt as she said it.

“Yes, it is,” Andy argued, and wondered how she’d managed ten months under a professional obligation to avoid contrariness around this woman. Miranda was wearing burgundy lace under her shirt. If this were such a bad idea, she wouldn’t have made it as far as Andy’s bed, and certainly wouldn’t have dressed for Andy under her work clothes. They kissed again, their eighth or ninth kiss that day, and not everything was awful.

Years do not pass quickly but in the telling of them at parties. Hours accumulate at a single, misleading rate, not only hours of sex and decisions and trouble but of sleep, of what to have for dinner, of discussing what to say to this person at work or that friend who hasn’t called in awhile. You bring up the pain you never thought you’d mention. You bite your tongue around an observation for years, and then you hear it spoken in your own voice. In large part, love is learning casualness.

“My feet hurt,” Miranda complained just after work, late in the evening on a day she might have walked a bit more than usual. There was Andy in the den, fiddling with her phone. They’d been together for years, and still had many left.

“No shit,” Andy said, glancing meaningfully at Miranda’s shoes. Only two inch heels today, but still.

Miranda smirked; Andy smiled. “Sit down,” Andy said, setting down her phone and gesturing at her lap. “Actually, stretch out.” She peeled off Miranda’s shoes and began to massage, remaining mindful of the bunions, checking Miranda’s heels for the little blisters she sometimes got. “There’s such a thing as bunion surgery you know.”

“I know,” Miranda replied. “I looked into it. Worse than the thing itself.” She never said ‘bunions’ if she could help it. She closed her eyes as Andy thumbed her arch and caressed the instep. It was her turn to smile when Andy lost interest in her feet and moved on to her ankles, her calves, the knees Andy had always loved for what seemed like no reason. (It hadn’t been always, though, and she had her reasons.) “Shut the door and come back,” Miranda entreated, and kept her eyes closed as Andy maneuvered her legs away from her lap and stood. Miranda knew how this evening would be, but maybe not all of it. The door shut and she breathed a little faster, heart lifting as she waited for the couch to shift again.

Date: 2011-03-14 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] melanacious.livejournal.com
This was wonderful. But you always impress.

Date: 2011-03-17 01:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you! You are so kind.

Date: 2011-03-14 05:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chilly-flame.livejournal.com
I second Mel's comment. You do always impress. This was even better than the other new one, or maybe it just feels like that because whatever I read the most recently is what I like best. I am suddenly so greedy because two new things from you feels like feast after famine.

Liked this: and certainly wouldn’t have dressed for Andy under her work clothes. So much. Thank you!

Date: 2011-03-14 05:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sanditar.livejournal.com
I want to "facebook-like" this comment; so I'll just agree.

Date: 2011-03-17 01:56 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-03-17 01:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you! (I like this one better than the other new one, too.) I'm glad you--and others, it seems--appreciated Miranda's lingerie. I felt that, in this case, it was in-character for her to put in the effort. :)

Hope you're well, and I hope writing is well! Be in touch if there's anything, you know, you'd like to consult about . . .

Date: 2011-03-14 05:35 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] la-fono.livejournal.com
\o/ *dances about*

I know I keep returning to 'delicious' in regard to your writing, but it's something very savourable, so.
Case in point: " She might have yelled more, staring down at Miranda as she perched on the edge of the bed, fury burning acidic holes into the primness she had left"

and

" a professional obligation to avoid contrariness" up against Miranda's wearing underwear for Andy.

I am all a-squee, too, as you went for what I was hoping for with this prompt: You gave Miranda bunions. (What. I like a thoroughly imperfect Miranda.)

Ta for giving this a crack. :D

Date: 2011-03-17 01:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
I'm so glad you enjoyed it, and thank you so much for the very generous words. For me, there was no question about whether or not to give Miranda bunions, though I couldn't quite bring myself to work "hammer toes" in to the prompt. (I work in a shoe shop, which is a big part of why I chose this prompt. The feet I have seen . . . )

Date: 2011-03-14 06:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] punky-96.livejournal.com
To quote Andy, "No shit."

This was fabulous, of course :)

Thanks for delivering another fantastic fic treat. I am feeling very spoiled this weekend with so many treasures coming.

Date: 2011-03-17 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you for reading and commenting!

Date: 2011-03-14 06:57 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] bargara-b.livejournal.com
I always love your Miranda and Andy.
Most insightful moment for me:

. You bite your tongue around an observation for years, and then you hear it spoken in your own voice.

So many layers and such truths.

Date: 2011-03-17 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thanks so much for your comment; I really appreciate that you let me know what you thought.

Date: 2011-03-14 08:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bearblue.livejournal.com
This was really good. As a just before bed reading, it was absolutely perfect. Thank you. I go to sleep smiling because of you. :)

Date: 2011-03-17 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you for reading, and for letting me know! Your comment made me so happy. :)

Date: 2011-03-14 08:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flyhiwithme2.livejournal.com
I love how you weave Mirandy history into this story. Your writing is like a shotgun for our imaginations. Wonderful.

Date: 2011-03-17 01:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Wow, thank you! I appreciate the kind feedback.

Date: 2011-03-14 08:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skeeter451.livejournal.com
Luscious.

--->Susan

Date: 2011-03-17 01:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thanks, Susan! I appreciate your readership.

Date: 2011-03-14 09:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] a-lou-jaxon.livejournal.com
What everyone else said! LOL

Thank you for sharing.

Date: 2011-03-17 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-03-14 09:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] soldieroflove7.livejournal.com
Great great great writing as always.

Date: 2011-03-17 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Oh, thank you!

Date: 2011-03-14 10:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] perks123.livejournal.com
I always wondered how they walked in those heels...obviously in great pain:) Love all of your stories!

Date: 2011-03-17 02:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Definitely in great pain!

Thanks so much for reading and commenting so faithfully!

Date: 2011-03-14 12:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] baggers.livejournal.com
Oh my, yes! This is just... slinky and dark, but a good kind of dark. And only you could sway me from the terrible turn my fandom direction has taken. Thank you for that.

Date: 2011-03-17 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Aw, thank you! "Slinky and dark"--I take that as a huge compliment. I appreciate your reading and commenting, and I hope law school and all that craziness is going well.

Date: 2011-03-14 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vainscheinker.livejournal.com
Amazing. Very precise and powerful. I loved it. Thank you!

Date: 2011-03-17 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you. Your kind words mean a lot.

Date: 2011-03-14 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jah728.livejournal.com
Very nice.
Thanks for the read.

Date: 2011-03-17 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you for reading!

Date: 2011-03-15 10:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dhautequest.livejournal.com
Wow! This is just amazing!

Thank you for sharing.

Date: 2011-03-17 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thanks very much!

Date: 2011-03-15 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] soukup.livejournal.com
(There was a ficathon? How did I not know this? I fail.)

I love their fight in the suite, and especially

“Sit down,” Andy said forcefully, because Miranda wouldn’t shut up or be still or fucking listen.

There's something so cute-when-she's-angry about Andy, isn't there? I kind of hate myself for being susceptible. But I'm glad you are too, because this is adorable.

Also loving Miranda's lingerie and how she so completely fails to play it cool. It's a nice touch that you mention how stressful absolutely everything else is in their lives right then -- if there were ever a time when I'd find it hard to pass up sex, that would be it, and it's no wonder she can't help herself.

Thanks for this! And for alerting me to the ficathon. *Goes off to read everything else*

Date: 2011-03-17 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
(There's a masterlist, which I think is mostly complete, on the comm. That should make things easier, if you haven't already found it.)

Thank you so much, as ever, for your thoughtful comments. I'm really glad you enjoyed the way the fight scene was rendered, and I *love* your wording re: Miranda's lingerie. You're absolutely right that she's failing to play it cool. Nobody can be cool all the time, even Miranda.

Date: 2011-03-17 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] damelola.livejournal.com
Gorgeous, realistic, immediate and sweeping at once. Lovely.

Date: 2011-03-27 05:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you so much!

Wonderful Writing! Can you do another?

Date: 2011-03-18 08:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xidog.livejournal.com
Hi there, I wanted to say that I LOVED your story! It was so well written.

Would you be able to write another based on the same concept (foot
problems) but with Andy being the one having bunions? When I read DWP
I was *certain* that was where Weisberger was going and I was
disappointed when she didn't. One of my favorite passages was when Andy compared her feet to confidential documents in a shredder.

Thanks so much!

Re: Wonderful Writing! Can you do another?

Date: 2011-03-27 05:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

As for writing a similar story but with Andy having bunions, I'm not sure! I've got some other writing in the works with which I'm more actively engaged, but I'll keep the idea in mind.

Date: 2011-03-18 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pantone462.livejournal.com
I so love how you managed to squeeze so much in so little. Incredible how short this is and yet you managed to convey the passage of time (years!) in their relationship.
And, as always, I love your way with words :)
Edited Date: 2011-03-18 11:10 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-03-27 05:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you very much! I always appreciate your kind comments, and I'm so glad the story worked for you. In some ways, even though this was "comment fic" that got a little longer than planned, I'm sorry this one is so short . . . but I'm glad it works. Thanks, as always, for reading.

Lovely

Date: 2011-06-10 01:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] politic-x.livejournal.com
I'm typically the last to read all the stories, so I'm not surprised that I missed this when it posted, but I'm thankful to have found it. It's a little gem - so pristine. I admire how much you packed into such a short space - the time span, particularly, and the seamless jump. Quite a lovely piece. - Laura

Re: Lovely

Date: 2011-06-16 05:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chainofclovers.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! I enjoyed trying to make that jump work, and it makes me incredibly happy that you found it effective. I really appreciate this kind comment.

Date: 2013-01-26 12:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] briseia-dom.livejournal.com
Simple, beautiful and full of meaning

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