"What the hell were you thinking? Threatening and arresting her like this? Do you even understand who she is and what she does for me?" You stay clinging to her, satisfied that they're getting scolded by her now. "Uhh no we... we don't Madam President..." She scoffs and shakes her head, her anger reaching its peak. She can't help but hold you firmly against her, as if to try and shield you from everything and everyone else. "She's a part of my team. A crucial part without whom things would be so much more difficult. And she's my friend. You've got no right to treat her like this. Who even told you to do that in the first place?!" "That's our job Madam President, I mean what if she did hurt y-" She cuts them off. "Stop right here. She did not hurt me. I left willingly. Without warning. Without saying a word. And yet you still think this is her fault?! Did you even think to assume it was mine?!" They look at each other, a bit confused as they witness her protective side. She can practically feel her veins bulge with how frustrated she is and she looks at them with a glare strong enough to send chills down everyone in the room. "Did you even come close to that conclusion? Or are you too deep up your asses to look past your 'the woman president has to be protected at every cost and could never make a mistake' mentality and understand that maybe it was my fault that I left on my own without warning or any explanation? I'm a free woman god damn it!"
"Sorry Madam President, it... it won't happen again..." They say as they look down and you hug her a bit tighter. She rolls her eyes, her anger slowly calming down and she pats your back gently with her hand as she answers through gritted teeth. "Damn right it won't happen again. If you ever do so much as lay another finger on her, I'll have your asses in a lawsuit faster than you can blink. Understood?" "Yes Madam President." They say then leave quickly, embarassed. You push your face in her neck. "Thank you Kam..." She holds you closer and continues gently patting your back, her heart slowly calming down after the encounter. "Of course, are you okay? I can't believe they accused you like that... and cuffed you." "Me neither, my wrists still hurt." You say as Doug keeps watching from the door. "I didn't know you two were so close." He says and she pulls back to look at you, her hand gently rubbing your wrists to try and soothe it. "I'm sorry... I'm sure they hurt a lot, you're very tiny after all." She teases you a little but she's interrupted by Doug's voice and her head snaps up to look at him, her expression not giving too much away. "We are close. We've been spending a lot of time together lately..." He nods but seems a bit confused. "You said (y/n) was like the daughter you didn't have but you have a step daughter, mine?" He reminds her.
She freezes for a second at his words and her heart stops in her chest. She's speechless for a small moment, trying to come up with an answer that wouldn't sound too suspicious. "That's true I do, but (y/n) and I bonded in a way I couldn't with my step daughter... I suppose that's what I meant." "I see, I'll give you a moment." He says as he looks how you're pulling her closer to you and closes the door of the little office room. She lets herself exhale slightly when the door is closed and she pulls away slightly to look at you. Her eyes express so many emotions at once, it's a weird mix of fear, worry, stress, relief, guilt... She gently pulls a lock of your hair behind your ear without thinking. "I was really scared they'd figure everything out Kamala, the guy was starting to ask really weird questions..." You say as you hug her again then your lips search for hers. She gently wraps her arms around you and holds you closely against her, her heart still skipping a few beats when you mention the officer's questions then almost stops when she feels your lips on hers. "Shhh don't worry sweety, I won't let anyone find out... I promise." She murmurs against your lips before she slowly kisses you in response, gently moving her lips against yours. You kiss her slowly and softly as you stroke her arms enjoying the little moment of peace.
"Hey... you know you're sexy when you defend me?" A soft chuckle leaves her lips into the kiss when you speak, her heart fluttering as her whole being feels soothed by the gentle and simple yet tender touch of your lips and hands on her arm. "You think so? That's not very presidential-like of me though..." She murmurs against your lips, speaking before continuing to kiss you, slightly smiling when she feels you respond to her. "That's what I like, when you lose your temper, especially for me..." She hums softly against your lips and chuckles slightly before answering to you. "You like me better as a hot-headed, temper tantrum type of woman, is that it?" She pulls you a little closer against her before her lips gently trace along your jawline until she whispers the next part of her response into your ear. "You think I'm attractive like this, darling..?" "Hmm yes you're hot when you're serious and professional but you're even sexier when you get mad and follow my bad influence..." You say with a mischevious little smile. Her heart skips yet another beat and her lips stretch into a soft smirk of her own in response. "Your bad influence? That's a rather flattering way to put it." Her tone is low as she leans her face closer to your ear to whisper into it. "Are you trying to turn me on, (y/n)..? Because you're succeeding."
"Hmm I might just be..." You smile as you feel her breath on your skin. "I know we have work but it's so hard to not just stay with you and mess around." She chuckles softly at your words, letting her hands slowly trail along your sides until they gently rest on your back. She gives you a gentle squeeze and answers. "I completely understand the feeling dear... being next to you always makes me forget everything." Her lips are so close to your skin, she practically speaks against you, her breathing slightly wavering as she speaks. "But I do have work to do and so do you." You groan and pout but kiss her cheek and agree. "Yea you're right plus with what just happened it might be better to lay low." You say as you stroke her hair. She exhales slowly, leaning her head closer to your hand as you stroke her hair. "Hmm yes, that would be better... I'm sorry I can't spend my whole time with you darling." She kisses you on the cheek as well as a small display of affection before pulling away gently and adjusting her suit. "I'll go print some documents we need then I'll be right with you." She gently fixes your hair as well before gently squeezing your shoulders and smiling at you. "Thank you. I'll be waiting." She murmurs softly before exiting the little office to go back to her own, her mind wondering what would be the consequences if they really were caught.
As she goes back to her office another member of her team goes to her. "Kamala, can I have a word?" She barely has time to sit down at her desk before they come to talk to her, causing an annoyed sigh to leave her lips, although she hides it with a forced smile as she speaks. "What is it?" "It's about (y/n)... she's working well but the mistake she did yesterday was a very big deal. Anything could've happened with you out there. So I thought perhaps it's time to let go of her. She's young and only wanted to do a year with us anyway." They say as she looks at them for a moment, thinking. She knows you are very capable and hard working and she never had any trouble with you before. She sighs softly and eventually speaks. "Listen. She's a good girl and she works hard. We all make mistakes, even me... I won't let her go that easily. I trust her to learn from her mistakes." "But Kamala she-" She stops the worker by holding up a hand up to silence them. "No buts. We all make mistakes and we all learn from them. This time it happened to involve me, I admit... but I don't think it's a mistake to be judged so easily. (y/n) won't be dismissed for this. Thank you for your concern but this is my decision." She says firmly with an authoritative yet calm tone and she stares at them, waiting for their response.
The worker stops talking and you enter Kamala's office with the documents. You put them down on her desk and look at the person in front of her. "Is everything okay?" She smiles softly at you and nods, gesturing for you to sit beside her. "Yes, don't worry. This person came to me to discuss a small issue but everything is fine now." She glances at the worker as her hand gently lays on your back in reassurance and her smile grows slightly as she speaks gently. "Isn't that right?" "Yes, all good." The worker says as they leave and you look at Kamala curiously. She waits for the worker to leave through the door before she turns to you and gently takes your hand. She intertwines her fingers with yours and rubs your knuckles with her thumb, a small smile on her lips. "Don't worry dear, it's nothing you should be worried about. I promise." "Okay, let's get to work then!"
Happy new year in advance you guysss! May Kamala still be such a hot girlie in 2025 ð«¦
-Djedje <3