A/N: Hi y'all! I felt like I wanted to write something happy cause my other fic is kinda angsty. I'm kinda experiencing with this one because of the all smut (that's why the M rating is there), happiness and all that good stuff cause I tend to write only negative stories haha. Please don't forget to review & send in your suggestions of what you'd like to see happening in this story cause I'm definitely including them if they fit in :p Thanks for reading and just a tiiiiny reminder that I obviously don't own the characters or anything. Sorry for the grammar mistakes, English isn't my first language.
Piper Chapman wasn't the typical tourist-looking person with a huge suitcase running through the airport with a boarding pass in hand trying to find the right gate three hours before the departure just to be sure that she wasn't going to be late. In fact, she was everything but that. She knew where she had to be and the exact time when - and the airports were her specialty in that since she had spent too much of her time at them recently thanks to her hectic job that required a lot of traveling. That was because of the different meetings and events all around the world. She loved to attend them and she enjoyed her job but it was tiring as well. Right now she was standing in the middle of the busy airport looking bored, scrolling her phone and unconsciously starting to walk slowly towards the gate number 27 where her flight was supposed to depart from in 45 minutes. She was excited to go home after spending the week aboard. You could think that her black high stiletto heels made it more difficult to walk when not really concentrating on it but it wasn't the case with Piper. She had been using heels on a weekly basis for years now and if someone's ankles were used to it they were Piper's. Her heels made her legs look extra long and good. In the middle of all the people dressed in their usual flying attire such as sweatpants and hoodies Piper was wearing a white blouse and a black tight pencil skirt, looking really formal and really showing off the best parts of her body. The two top buttons of her slightly transparent blouse were unhooked and it definitely spiced her outfit up so that her collarbones were showing and a thin gold chain with a little heart-shaped pendant hanging on her chest stole the attention. She knew very well that the clothes she was wearing weren't the obvious nor the best choice to wear for a 9 hour flight but she was used to this thanks to her job. She was a successful writer after all, she never knew who she could meet. Piper loved to have everything planned beforehand, that being partly thanks to her job too, and the tiniest changes to her plans made her freak out surprisingly quick. You'd expect for someone who writes as a job to have patience but patience truly wasn't Piper's strongest suit. Her day was immediately ruined and she changed into a complete monster if her plans were ruined like that and she couldn't do anything to help it or change it. She needed to be in control of everything happening in her life and losing the control was her worst fear. Little did she know that it was about to happen again right about now - whether she wanted it or not.
"Attention all Virgin Atlantic travelers! Your flight to New York from gate 27 has been delayed. It will now be departing at approximately 6:30pm. We apologize for the inconvenience." Piper wasn't paying much attention to the noise coming from the speakers high above her because of the constant scrolling on her phone and looking like she had her hands full of things to do but when she realized it was about her flight she woke up from her thoughts. She lifted her head up to hear the rest of the announcement better and when it ended she stopped walking. The distress she felt after hearing it was visible on her face. She tilted her head back and was about to drop her bag to the floor, that's how frustrated she suddenly felt. It wasn't the end of the world but she couldn't hide the fact that she really missed home and just wanted to get this journey back home over with. She loved to travel but she was tired of the never ending journeys that felt like they lasted longer than the actual stay in the destination.
"Shit!" she quietly whispered to herself, feeling rather shitty about the whole thing even though she tried to tell herself it was okay. Just like it was. It was just a delay after all and she wasn't going to be late from anything. She lifted her arm a bit so she could check the time from the watch that was hanging on her wrist and after noticing that she had to wait 3 hours for the flight she made a decision to go and grab a coffee. "My flight is delayed, will take longer than expected. Sorry honey", Piper wrote a quick text to her fiancé waiting back at home while starting to walk towards the closest café, leaving a sharp stamping noise after her which quickly faded into the constant rush of the airport.
As a part of her very frequent airport routine Piper ended up ordering an iced caramel macchiato like she always did. She didn't even like coffee that much but it was like an unwritten rule for writers to drink coffee so she did too. After getting her drink from the barista she had chosen to stay in the café because she had nothing else to do while waiting for her flight. After choosing to sit in a table around the corner she had spread her stuff from her black bag all around the table. It was completely unnecessary but it was something that she always did. It wasn't because she was a messy person, it was just because she wanted to have everything that she could possibly need within her reach. She also had her laptop with numerous tabs and apps open in front of her face and she looked really focused on what she was doing. She thought she could as well use this time she was forced to spend at the airport now to do things that were useful instead of staring at the ceiling and twiddling her thumbs to the point where she would just be about to die out of boredom. Piper clicked the pages app icon in the bottom of her laptop screen to open it and to write some notes for her text she was currently working on. While waiting for the app to open she took a sip of her coffee. When the app opened her concentration shifted from the present time to the text she was writing and she wasn't capable of noticing anything happening around herself. That's why she loved writing. She loved the feeling of drifting somewhere completely else and being surrounded by only her own thoughts and ideas. She needed it to escape the reality which was dull to her. Her life at home was boring to her and had always been. Writing gave her the excitement and the boost she needed. When she was fully concentrating on trying to come up with new ideas for her text she suddenly felt a hot splash all over her upper body. It didn't take her more than a second after realizing it was coffee all over her torso to lift her gaze up from the laptop screen and see a tall black-haired woman standing in front of her table, looking all guilty and sorry. She was looking at Piper and biting her bottom lip seemingly nervously. She looked like she had just seen a ghost.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry", Piper heard her saying and yes, she sounded very sorry indeed. Piper was staring at her with no emotions on her face but inside she was filled with anger and rage. She didn't know what it was about today but nothing seemed to work out and everything was failing.
"What the fuck?" Piper screamed to the woman standing in front of her and got quickly up from the chair she was sitting in. She noticed the brunette woman in front of her staring at her chest and looked down. It didn't come as a big surprise to her that the white blouse she was wearing was absolutely soaked because of the coffee. Her white shirt turned light brown very quickly. Piper felt how the heat of the hot coffee was burning on her chest and the thin fabric of her shirt wasn't helping at all. She looked at the other woman, about to open her mouth and say something not so nice to her.
"Look, I'm really sorry", the woman tried to explain but Piper didn't let her to. Piper closed her eyes, leaned against her hand for a few seconds and then looked at the woman again. She tried her absolute best to keep calm and not to be mean but the situation made it impossible for her.
"Stop saying that and do something for fuck's sake!" Piper spat out angrily without thinking about how rude it sounded and how many times she had been swearing during the past minute. In a blink of an eye the woman standing in front of her put her tray down to the table next to Piper's because there simply wasn't any free space left on Piper's table. That's when she noticed something that made Piper's fury raise to a whole another level.
"I can make this up to you, I-", she was able to say before Piper realized what she had done. She looked down and saw how her laptop was literally covered with the coffee. The screen was wet and the coffee was dripping down to the keyboard as well. Piper sat down, trying to press the buttons but the laptop didn't seem to work. She hit the keyboard pretty hard with her fist and after that it was sure that it wasn't going to magically start working again.
"You must be fucking kidding me", she mouthed and stared at the screen until the harsh fact about the laptop really not working anymore hit her. She closed her eyes for a while to try to calm down because all she really wanted to do was to release all the frustration and anger inside of her to the woman next to her. She was waiting for Piper's reaction and she knew very well that it wasn't going to be a positive one. She didn't know what to do because obviously she couldn't just leave the situation like that and it was her responsibility to pay for her actions even though it was an accident. Piper didn't see it being an accident though. "Do you have any clue how many important files you just destroyed with your coffee? Thank you so very much." Up to that moment the brunette woman had succeeded in remaining calm about the situation but hearing Piper getting angry at her and being so rude with her words made her want to explode out of fury. She understood it sucked and how bad the blonde woman felt about it but she didn't feel too good about her blaming her and being mean towards her either. That's when she lost it.
"Well I'm sorry for stumbling on your oh-so-beautiful designer bag and spilling the coffee all over you and your laptop, it's just like I was planning on doing that. Fuck no! How the hell could I know that you're so focused on writing a note about the possible names of your future children that you don't even notice your bag sitting a meter away from you and being a possible obstacle for people?" the brunette woman was shouting to Piper at this point and Piper just had this weird look on her face after hearing that it was apparently her bag that caused the trouble. It made her blood boil. Oh no she's just clumsy, she thought, slammed the laptop screen down not caring about the coffee getting more inside of it. It wouldn't work anyways. She started to pack everything from the table back to her bag while the other woman was still looking at her.
"That's bullshit, it wasn't a note about the possible children names. Just for your information, I don't even want children!" Piper shouted back at her while furiously pushing everything inside her bag and trying to make it all fit in. She couldn't care less about her wet coffee-stained shirt at this point. The woman staring at her next to her and shouting to her was driving her insane and she just wanted to get away from the whole situation as soon as possible.
"What was it that you were writing so passionately about then?"
"I'm a writer and you just destroyed the last 6 months of my hard work!" Piper felt even worse when she said it out loud and it made her realize that all of those files were really gone now. They were more than important to her. They were her whole life. Hearing the woman next to her letting out a quiet laughter made her want to cry but she didn't let herself tear up because it would only show her how weak she was. She felt really disrespected.
"What kind of a writer are you if you don't even back up your files?" she asked with a sarcastic tone in her deep voice but Piper didn't want to hear her saying anything anymore. She felt stupid for not backing up her files but nothing changed the fact that the brunette woman had been rude to her in her opinion and her face annoyed Piper like nothing else had done before. After Piper had managed to fit everything from the table to her bag she took her sunglasses from the table and started to walk away. You could sense the anger even from the way she walked and the atmosphere that followed her.
"I hope I never run into you again!" she screamed at the woman who was now dragging her tray to the other side of the table and was about to sit down in the chair that Piper just got up from. "And it's not a fucking designer bag!" Piper looked at the brunette woman for the last time and saw her shaking her head while having a devilish grin on her face.
Piper felt strangely relieved and free after shouting and letting it all out of her system. She felt like it released a lot of stress she had bottled up inside of her but at the same time she felt a new huge wave of stress going through her because of the destroyed files. She was in big trouble because she knew her publisher wanted some of the destroyed files before next week but now there was absolutely no chance of Piper being able to send them forward to her. She felt hopeless. Even though she had a lot to stress about she knew that all the things she was anxious about weren't going to get fixed by overthinking and feeling bad about them. While she was finally walking along the aisle of the airplane to find her seat before taking off she thought about how she could make the time in the plane go quicker by just watch a movie or two or by listening to some music to relax. In a little while she'd be home. She was so happy about going home, especially now after all of these unfortunate events that took place today. She smiled a little to her own thoughts and then finally stopped walking when she reached the seat number that she had read from her boarding pass. She noticed she had the aisle seat so she didn't have to ask for the woman already sitting in the middle seat to move for her to get to the window seat. That was relieving for Piper since the woman already had her headphones on and music so loud that Piper could hear the beat through them. Piper sat down, pushed her bag carefully under the seat in front of her with her heel, tucked her seatbelt in and then started to follow the other people on the aisle with her eyes. She leaned back a little bit and that's when the woman next to her looked at her direction. First it was just a quick glance, maybe just to check if there were still people on the aisle, but when she had done that she turned around again and didn't turn back. She took her headphones off and started to smile. Her smile quickly turned into a grin followed by a slight laughter and that's when Piper recognized the voice. She turned to her direction and couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her face. The same woman who spilled her coffee on her shirt and laptop was sitting next to her. The one she had been screaming at. The one she wished she would never run into again. The one who was the reason for her day to get even worse. Piper just stared at her without saying anything because in all honesty she didn't know what to say. She seriously wanted to punch the woman next to her because there was no way she was going to spend the next 9 hours stuck next to her.
"You know what's kinda funny? Three hours ago you wished you'd never run into me again and here we are. It's crazy how the universe works", the brunette woman said with a smirk on her face and Piper quickly turned her head into a completely different direction without saying anything. She refused to speak to her. She wanted to make sure that the woman next to her knew how much she hated her and how she didn't want anything to do with her. But she wasn't on the same page with Piper. When Piper least expected it, she put her hand on Piper's bare thigh and it sent shivers down Piper's spine. She turned around again to look at the brunette. Even though she was still extremely frustrated because of what happened before there wasn't the same rage in her eyes anymore. It all changed in just seconds when she felt the other woman's touch on her leg. It wasn't her original intention to keep her hand there but when her emerald green eyes met with Piper's ocean blue ones she decided that she didn't want to take her hand away. "I'm really fucking sorry about the coffee accident but", the woman said after feeling completely mesmerized by Piper's big eyes and then continued to speak in a whisper while stroking her smooth thigh and smiling to her, "I can pay it back to you."