“Moicy - remembering their first kiss… and they have very different takes on it.” -JustCira
Angela smiled, laying down with Moira to watch a movie. They always did this on weekends, ever since they finally started seeing each other. She thought back to how it happened, amused by the memory.
Mercy had stormed down to the lab, enraged by the past several days of missed reports from Moira. She banged on the door of the lab, gritting her teeth. She hesitated when Moira opened the door, looking ragged.
“Doctor Ziegler. I.. what day is it?” Moira said, looking disoriented. She saw the angry look fall off of Angela’s face, frowning. “Come in.” She said softly, turning and walking to her desk. She seemed a bit off, holding her one arm.
“It’s been nearly a week, Moira. What the hell happened?” Angela huffed, walking into the lab and leaning against the table.
“I had some trouble with an.... experiment. It’s fine now, it’s under control.” Moira said softly, fiddling with a few things on her desk. She looked guilty, not meeting Angela’s gaze.
“What did you do?” Angela sighed, moving over to her. “Show me.” She was used to Moira testing on herself, having to help clean up the mess after. She always told Reyes but he said he’d authorized it. Moira pulled up her sleeve, purple veins along her one arm.
“I wanted to see if I could... reverse the effects of your biotics. And it works. I can take the energy from others, but only if they’re not... connected to me somehow.” Moira said softly. Her head snapped to the side as pain sprang across her cheek, taking a moment to register that Angela had slapped her.
“What is wrong with you?! You think that I would ever be okay with that? You’ve gone too far this time!” Angela yelled, turning to leave and talk to Jack. Moira grabbed her arm, pulling her back to where she was.
“Listen to me! I’m doing this to protect everyone! If I can’t protect others in a hard spot then what good am I? What good are you?” Moira said seriously, looking frustrated. “If you want to tell Morrison, then fine. But I’m doing this for everyone.”
Angela hesitated, feeling unsure of herself now. What if she was right? What good was she if she couldn’t do that for her team? “Can you... replicate it?” She asked quietly.
Moira looked shocked, her heart dropping. “Angela, no. I’m not... I’m not giving it to you.” She said shakily. “I did this so I could protect you.”
Angela froze at that, looking at her. “Me? What... why?” She whispered, her heart pounding in her chest. She didn’t understand why she would put herself through that just for her.
Moira hesitated, lightly cupping Angela’s cheek. “Because you’re the one person I care about.” She whispered, leaning in and giving her a soft kiss. She fully expected to get hit again, heart pounding in her chest.
Angela squeaked in surprise but didn’t pull away, her hand coming up to rest on Moira’s shoulder. She slowly relaxed into the kiss, wrapping her arm around her neck carefully.
Moira pulled back after what felt like minutes, panting softly. She couldn’t believe she’d done that, unsure what to do now. “I...” she couldn’t think of what to say, looking dumbstruck.
Angela blushed. “I will expect you to bring me those papers in the morning, personally.” She said shakily, giving Moira another quick kiss before turning and leaving the room.
Moira watched her leave, unable to do more than stand there with a stunned look on her face.
“What are you giggling about?” Moira hummed, looking at Angela in amusement.
“Our first kiss. When you first told me you cared about me.” Angela teased, smiling at her. She grinned at Moira blushed, clearing her throat awkwardly.
“A good memory, for both of us I hope.”
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