Pairing: Phoenix/Maya
Prompt: We slept in the same bed for space reasons but now we're just waking up and there's something about your bleary eyes and mussed hair
Word Count: 742
Waking up with someone else in her bed with her wasn't that shocking for Maya. She frequently shared a bed with Pearl, and she could still remember the sleepovers she would have with Mia when she was alive, when they'd crawl into her queen sized bed to watch a movie and inevitably fall asleep there.
Except waking up next to a close family member was a different thing altogether when compared to waking up next to a man. Sure, it was just Phoenix. It wasn't like he was some stranger; they were best friends after all, but they didn't usually make a habit out of sleeping in the same bed together, and Maya wasn't even sure how they'd ended up sleeping together anyway. They'd had a lot to drink the night before, and her memory was fuzzy. Her first instinct was of course to jump out of bed as fast as possible to hopefully avoid some of the embarrassment of waking up together, but when she realized that Phoenix was still fast asleep beside her, she thought again.
Instead she found herself rather curious, and peered over at him. He was sleeping on his stomach, his arms wrapped around his pillow and his face turned towards her. He looked rather adorable, she thought, with his hair all fluffy from sleep and his cheek squished into the pillow.
She shifted a bit, and Phoenix began to stir. She quickly closed her eyes again, pretending to be asleep. She heard a sharp intake of breath and assumed he must have realized she was in the bed with him. Not more than a second later there was a mumbled 'what the hell' as he pushed himself up.
She was expecting—hoping even—that he would get out of bed thinking she was still asleep, and she could pretend to wake up later with no knowledge of this ever happening. Instead she felt him grip her shoulder and shake her awake.
She blinked her eyes open, surprised at the sudden roughness. "What?!"
He was staring down at her, and she felt a little flutter in her stomach having him leaning over her like that.
"What happened last night?" he asked. "Why are we in the same bed?"
Maya sat up before she could get even more flustered and rubbed a hand over her face. "I don't know. We drank too much last night, that's for sure."
Phoenix looked thoughtful for a moment. "I bet this was Larry's doing. It was his party."
"But Larry knows we're not… together."
"Yeah, but Larry also thinks we're in love with each other. He's as bad as Pearls, really. I could see him putting us in the same room hoping something would happen." He paused and looked down at himself, then back up at her. "Well, the good news is we're both still dressed so his plan backfired."
"Nick!"
"What? I'm just saying. Drunk people do stupid things, Maya, so you never know."
She grabbed her pillow from behind her and chucked it at his face. "Even drunk me wouldn't want to do that with you," she said, happy that he'd left his magatama at the office, because she was sure if he had it he'd see a couple of psyche-locks pop up around her. "But... I guess it's better you than some stranger."
"Or Larry. He might think we're in love but somehow that doesn't stop him from hitting on you all the time."
"Eew, Nick! I'd never sleep with Larry. I'd take a stranger over him."
Phoenix laughed, but it was quickly replaced by a grimace, and he flopped back down onto his stomach. "Ah, I'm definitely hungover. Are you?"
"Yeah, a little. Not as bad as I should be, considering I can't remember much of last night."
"I guess we should get up, since we are at someone else's apartment right now."
"I guess…"
"Or we could go back to sleep for just a few minutes," Phoenix mumbled.
Maya smiled. She could tell he was already half asleep again. She picked up her pillow from the spot at the end of the bed where it'd landed and laid back down beside him. By the time she'd situated herself properly, he was fast asleep again.
She supposed a few more minutes of sleep couldn't hurt… and she could pretend, for just a little while, that waking up next to him in the morning was a normal occurrence.
