(DWP) Eavesdropping
Title: Eavesdropping
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Author: jackiejlh
Rating: PG-13
Character(s): Miranda Priestly, Emily Charlton, Stephen
Pairing(s): Miranda/Stephen
Warning(s): Mentions of adultery.
Summary: Stephen is a jerk. | Written for the dvlwears_prada community ABC challenge prompt of 'Vocal'.
A week after Emily begins delivering The Book, she hears Miranda arguing with her husband. Arguing about her.
Or, more specifically, her conversation with Stephen at a Runway function a few days earlier. She’d hovered just behind Miranda the entire night, and when she’d stopped so she could talk with some acquaintances, Emily stayed nearby. Then someone said into her ear, “You look like you’re having about as much fun as I am.”
She’d turned to find herself face to face with Stephen. He’d asked her name-Miranda had never bothered to introduce them; complimented her pretty accent; told her she was beautiful. Emily had excused herself, and he’d gone away. Miranda’s eyes followed him as wandered over to the bar.
Emily cringes as she hears Stephen shout that he wouldn’t have to talk to pretty girls if his wife would pay attention to him. Miranda tells him that she never promised him she’d change-she’d never even said she’d try-and why on earth did he think it’d happen now?
He says that at least when they go out, Miranda always has some pretty girl trailing behind her for him to look at instead. There’s the sound of skin on skin, a face being slapped.
“Stay away from my assistants. At least have the decency to attempt to hide your affairs from me,” Miranda hisses, bitterness radiating from every word.
Stephen answers back that he usually does, and in the tense silence that follows, Emily slips out the door.
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Author: jackiejlh
Rating: PG-13
Character(s): Miranda Priestly, Emily Charlton, Stephen
Pairing(s): Miranda/Stephen
Warning(s): Mentions of adultery.
Summary: Stephen is a jerk. | Written for the dvlwears_prada community ABC challenge prompt of 'Vocal'.
A week after Emily begins delivering The Book, she hears Miranda arguing with her husband. Arguing about her.
Or, more specifically, her conversation with Stephen at a Runway function a few days earlier. She’d hovered just behind Miranda the entire night, and when she’d stopped so she could talk with some acquaintances, Emily stayed nearby. Then someone said into her ear, “You look like you’re having about as much fun as I am.”
She’d turned to find herself face to face with Stephen. He’d asked her name-Miranda had never bothered to introduce them; complimented her pretty accent; told her she was beautiful. Emily had excused herself, and he’d gone away. Miranda’s eyes followed him as wandered over to the bar.
Emily cringes as she hears Stephen shout that he wouldn’t have to talk to pretty girls if his wife would pay attention to him. Miranda tells him that she never promised him she’d change-she’d never even said she’d try-and why on earth did he think it’d happen now?
He says that at least when they go out, Miranda always has some pretty girl trailing behind her for him to look at instead. There’s the sound of skin on skin, a face being slapped.
“Stay away from my assistants. At least have the decency to attempt to hide your affairs from me,” Miranda hisses, bitterness radiating from every word.
Stephen answers back that he usually does, and in the tense silence that follows, Emily slips out the door.