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femslash100100 prompt: 018. excuses

Every Friday, I'll be posting a new femslash drabble for #femslashfriday using old archived prompts from femslash100100 and femslashficlets on Dreamwidth. This week's is a fluffy Fririam post-fall drabble (based on my headcanon that Freddie and Miriam know each other from sharing the same FBI safe house in season 2 when Freddie was pretending to be dead and Miriam was hiding from the Ripper). As always, I love reviews, so please leave them if you are so inclined. Hope you enjoy! :)


~ ULTERIOR MOTIVES ~

Miriam watched from the doorway as Freddie bustled around Miriam's tiny kitchen and placed the take-out containers on the table just so.

"You brought me dinner on a whim," Miriam repeated, "and you're sure you don't need a favor?"

"I can come up with one, if you really want." Freddie sat down and pointed with her chopsticks. "Now eat."

As Miriam started in on her favorite dish (of course Freddie would know), it hit her that maybe this was the favor: an excuse to spend more time together. Miriam smiled into her curry. All Freddie needed to do was ask.