Summery: Fanfic for the Critical Damage Crew. Hell Girl was well aware of what was happening to her friends, but she didn't mind. She was still happy for them every step of the way. Malon/RussianHippie live together AU
She guessed it all started after that stupid shipping video. They had all made jokes about Jason and Simon and Jason and Miranda, but she hadn't realized how deep that acceptance went. And how strange Russian sounded when they talked about Jalon. But Hell Girl supposed it was bound to happen eventually.
She watched as the living room lights went dimmer than before as the pair on the couch shifted closer. Miranda's hair and Russian's mixed as they leaned closer. Russian lifted a hand to Miranda's cheek and tilted her chin up as he leaned ever closer.
Her cheeks flushed, Hell Girl watched closely the other side of the room at the door to the kitchen. She didn't want the budding pair interrupted.
The light shining between the two on the couch disappeared as their lips met. Miranda let out a whine and her hands crept up Russian's arms to his neck, pulling him closer. Russian wrapped his arms around the girl before him and pulled her flush against him, moving her into his lap.
Hell Girl smiled, contented with the knowledge that her friends wouldn't notice a hurricane in their state, and left noiselessly.
Russian and Miranda moved apart and panted as they stared into the other's eyes.
"Hey, Miranda?" Russian murmured. Miranda swallowed.
"Yes?" Her voice betrayed her nervousness. Would he say that what they did was a mistake? Would he want to leave the crew? Or would he want her to...?
"I love you." He said, his own nerves showing plainly. Miranda grinned and gently rested her forehead on his.
"Oh, Russian... I love you too..."
End.
