If anyone has read my 'New Girl' version of this, they know what to expect. If you haven't: HI! This is a collection of one shots that see how and when Mindy and Danny could have (and should have) had their first kiss.
The first takes place at the heart breaking moment after he hair is gone and SHE RUINS THE MOMENT! It kinda broke my heart.
This is my first ever thing for The Mindy Project, and I plan on my next one shot to contain an opening monologue like the episodes, but I couldn't wait long enough to do that for this one.
Please enjoy :)
They both looked at the screen in silence. It was so obvious what he was going to do. But she's going to Haiti. She pondered how to go on from this. She could tease him, to show it doesn't matter, like always. The games they play and the banter they share; it could just be passed off as an extension of that. No that's stupid she thought to her self. She could ask him why? Why now? Why not three hours ago? Before the grand gesture? Stupid Castellano. All her beautiful hair! Gone! And now the insecurities are back. Should she go? Why wouldn't she? Just because some jerk DIDN'T kiss her? She's just being silly.
He is a handsome jerk though.
UGH!
"What was that Castellano?" Mindy blurted out, turning to face him. She hadn't meant to confront him, but her thoughts just kept coming and escalating. To the point she thought she'd explode.
But he was prepared. As soon as she'd started to speak, before she has turned; he closed his eyes as if in a deep sleep.
A mouse playing dead to it's prey.
But the cat was not about to give up, she's hungry... For answers.
After her quick and incredibly cheesy inner monologue, suitable for many of the bad romantic comedies that she still loved to snuggle up in a blanket and watch in secret, she pounced.
"I know you're awake you ass!" She threw cushions at his face from the couch and chair, until he sat up.
"Fine fine! What do you want from me Lahiri?" He resigned, rubbing his hands over his face, head and neck.
"What was all the-" she pursed her lips and began to badly impersonate Danny. "- you got a smudge. OooOo look at my smoulder mmmmm-"
"- OKAY I NEVER DID THAT!" Danny responded, slamming the remote on the table, turning his whole body around to face her angrily.
"Just- why Danny?" She asked, almost in a whisper, turning her face away in attempt to hide her reddening cheeks.
"Why what?" He asked.
"You've got Christina, I've got Casey. Why did you-"
"All I did was wipe your glasses!" He interrupted, rubbing both hands across his face again.
"But you lingered! You did this-" she leant forward, and lightly touched above his ears. As she took her hands away she stayed there, and looked to his lips.
"You really think this is nothing?" She asked so quietly it was almost a breath.
"I... I just fixed the smudge and- I can't..." Danny tried to focus on Mindy's eyes. He tried to act cool, calm. But his palms felt slightly wet, it hadn't quite reached his brow but he felt it coming. He caved in. He blinked slowly and looked at he lips, then back to her eyes.
"See! Like that!" She said quietly.
"Uh huh" he mumbled, looking back at her mouth, then returning to her eyes.
"Well I'm glad I made my point. I have Casey... and you... Christina which... is... Danny stop it please"
Her breathing hitched and became almost as heavy as his as he edged closer towards her.
"I don't care."
"-But Casey and -"
"-I don't care."
"But um... but Haiti-"
His face was so close, his lips directly in front of hers. His head was slightly tilted to the side, his nose beside hers, their cheeks brushing against one another's.
"If you don't want this, then pull away Min"
She didn't move. She couldn't move.
"Times up."
His lips puckered gently against her own and after one gentle peck, he moved his mouth away. Seeing her closed eyes shoot open to see why his lips were gone, he knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
He took her head in his hands and kissed her again. He kissed her with such passion, she let out a slight moan. Her hands pulled gently at his hair as he pushed her down against the couch. They repositioned without breaking their kiss, his body now directly on top of hers, using his knees and one arm as a support while his other hand held her head close to his. Her arms were sliding down his hair, past his neck to the too of his scrubs. She released her mouth for a brief moment and looked into his eyes. As Mindy ripped straight down the middle of his scrubs he smirked.
"What?" She asked while shrugging.
"I just can't believe how strong you are" he said, while he dropped his forehead to hers.
"I really want to kiss you again" he said breathily, smiling down at Mindy.
"Then do it you dummy!" She moved her head to take her glass off and put them on the table behind.
"But you were right before" he mumbled, looking at the ceiling.
Mindy took his face in her hands and lifted her own head close to his.
"Castellano?-"
"-mmm?"
"I don't care."