fic by empressearwig

THIS IS AMAZING. (And you posted so late! I'M SO GLAD.)

NO. SERIOUSLY. AMAZING. YOU ARE THE BESTEST OF THE BEST! OMG. The way you've capture their voices...their character...just so...PERFECTLY! OMG!

The cab ride was just...SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Darcy made a joke and there was touching and not letting go and just...a;dkja;kdfja;dkjfa;kdfj;akjf. I AM DEAD.

"I've yet to hear a compelling reason why," Gigi says. They have had this conversation before and somehow Lizzie has never managed to win it. It's disconcerting. "Look, the bar. What are we drinking?"

GIGI IS THE BEST!

Fitz and Gigi are the best team DARCY/LIZZIE-FTW IN THE HISTORY OF EVER.

And just when I thought that Darcy walking Lizzie to her temporary home and being all chivalrous because his mother taught him well was super squeeworthy, THIS HAPPENED -

"So," she starts awkwardly, "there was some--some excitement last night, I suppose you could call it. Gigi and Fitz decided that they'd take me out to a karaoke bar of all places." She shakes her head, frustrated with how stilted this all sounds. "And well, here's the point of all of this, I suppose--My name is Lizzie Bennet and--"

The door flies open behind her and Gigi falls into the shot next to her. "--and she and my brother were totally having eye sex last night."

YOU FIC'D A VLOG. YOU WROTE A VLOG THAT I NOW WISH TO BE REAL. AND GIGI IS THE SMARTEST! AND SHE HAS SUPER POWERS!

"That was another joke," Lizzie says, smiling widely. "You'd better be careful, or I'll get used to them."

He stares at her for a long moment, and it makes her wonder if maybe Gigi was right about the staring after all. "I'd like that," he says finally.

Lizzie's stomach flips. "Was there something you wanted?" she asks quickly.

"You," Darcy says. Her eyes go wide and he must see this, because he holds up a hand. "No, I meant, I came to see if you'd like to go to dinner with me tonight. As friends."

"Oh," Lizzie says, surprised. He looks anxious and hopeful at the same time, and somehow it's endearing rather than scary. "That would be nice."

A wide smile breaks out across his face, and Lizzie thinks again how dazzling it is.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. DARCY AND LIZZIE ARE GOING ON A DINNER DATE. Pffft. Friends?!? WHATEVER, LOVEBIRDS.

I've decided I want Gigi to be my best friend.

I totes heart you a bajillion. YES. You win at life and I'm rereading this at least two more times before I go to bed.

YOU WIN AT LIFE.

(And OMG, I need LBD icons, stat.)