28: things you said but not out loud
59: things you said after we fell in love
disclaimed
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It's the morning after everything happens. Maya wakes up with Riley wrapped around her, which is normal, but the settled feeling in her chest is anything but.
The early dawn light streaming in through Riley's window casts everything with an idyllic glow, and Maya can't help but take a moment to stare down at their intertwined hands with a renewed sense of awe. This has to be a cosmic joke, right? Riley Matthews is in love with her? No fucking way.
She rolls over as carefully as she can, pausing whenever she feels Riley's muscles tense and not continuing until she's relaxed again. When she finally finds herself on her side, she looks up and watches as the sunrise paints Riley gold, watches as Riley's eyes slide open, her gaze hazy and unfocused, but content just the same. Maya starts to say something, starts to broach the topic of what exactly happened last night and what that exactly means for them.
Riley pulls her closer still, pressing a lazy kiss to Maya's temple before she tucks her under her chin, effectively ending any conversation before it begins. She murmurs something against the top of Maya's head, something that Maya can't quite make out, but something that soothes her anyway.
It's barely morning in Manhattan, and Maya thinks that they deserve this rest. She slips her arm around Riley's waist and lets herself be lulled by the even beats of her girl's heart.