Prompt: It's three in the morning, Sam.
(The name has been changed for the sake of the story, because I don't think there's a Sam in Girl Meets World. Also this is strictly Rilaya, so.)
Also: Possible TW for abuse. It's not graphic or anything, just mentioned.
Maya didn't need her often, but when she did, it was at the worst times.
It wasn't that Riley thought of it as an inconvenience, or anything. Riley would always drop anything for Maya, because Maya had dropped everything for her on many occasions, and it just wouldn't be fair if she didn't, too.
All Riley wanted to do then was sleep. But as the window creaked open, rising Riley from her slumber, she knew she wouldn't be doing that for awhile. Maya poked her blonde head inside the room, hair a bit messed up. She was still in her pajamas. Riley sat up, a hand reaching up to rub the sleep out of her eyes. She blinked a couple times, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness.
As Maya crawled into the room, all Riley could do was sit there and stare. "It's three in the morning, Maya."
She sees Maya's silhouette nod at her as she shut the window behind her, the sound from the city that never sleeps finally quieting. There was too much silence for Riley's taste, but she kept her mouth shut. For what felt like hours, Maya sat tensely at the bay window, not saying a word.
"My mom's boyfriend came back from his business trip."
Riley raised her eyebrows, wondering if she should respond. Maya didn't talk much about her mom's boyfriend, but Riley knew that whatever she had to say about him wasn't good. He'd been on what he said was a "business trip" for the last month or so, and Maya had been in a considerably better mood because of it. But Riley didn't want to make assumptions, because in the past assumptions had angered Maya, and an angry Maya was the last thing she wanted at three in the morning. So, all she said was, "Come here, Maya," and she patted the spot next to her bed, Maya came.
Maya came and leaned into Riley, who automatically put an arm around Maya. All Riley wanted to do then was sleep, but Maya needed her. Maya didn't need her often, but when she did, Riley would drop anything for her. She loved her. It seemed, to Riley, that a little love was what Maya needed.
I promise you I intended to make this one more romantic, but it ended up less romantic than the last one. I'll try to make the next one more lovey-dovey, I swear.
Also, I'm going to be writing a Rilaya multichaptered fic, because we have next to none- look out for that!
Review if you liked it. Or if you didn't. I always appreciate constructive criticism.
Madi