A stinging, sizzling sound woke Mary from her refreshing sleep. The sunlight wasn't very helpful in warming her up, so her arms reached for her girlfriend. She frowned when all she felt was soft but empty sheets. Her eyes lazily opened, confirming Yumeko's absence.
Once again, her attention was drawn back to the crackling outside of their room. It faintly reminded her of their first morning together. Yumeko had made them waffles while only wearing Mary's (extremely small) shirt and laughed at how red her cheeks turned.
The blonde begrudgingly rose from the comfort of their bed and searched for something to cover her bare body with. She groaned at her sore muscles as she picked up Yumeko's hoodies off the ground and slipped it over her head. Her feet stung cold against the hardwood floor as she walked to the kitchen.
Yumeko was facing toward the stove, just like the first time, only wearing one of Mary's bigger shirts. Even then, it still clutched her curves and barely covered her plump ass. Mary was left speechless as she admired the sight. Her girlfriend looked good in everything, but the blonde had a soft spot for when she wore her clothing.
She didn't notice how long she had been gaping until Yumeko spoke up, "Are you going to keep staring or say good morning?"
Mary chuckled as she walked forward. Her arms wrapped around Yumeko's torso, and she pecked a kiss on her cheek before burying her face into her neck, words muffling in her shoulder, "You left me cold and alone."
"I'm making you breakfast, and you've still found a way to be mad at me," Yumeko joked.
"Kidding, good morning, Yume. How'd you sleep?"
"Very good! I woke up early and thought we should have something other than toast and coffee, so instead we're having toast and eggs this morning!"
"Scrambled?"
"You would know if you just looked up."
"I'm too cold, and you're very warm."
"You have my sweatshirt on, and you're still cold?"
"It's freezing! How are you so warm when you're wearing literally nothing?"
"This is your shirt, and definitely not nothing, apparently."
The blonde slowly trailed her fingers down Yumeko's sides: "I love you in this shirt, but I think you would great without it, too."
"Mary, I'm cooking!"
"Just turn off the stove," she kissed her girlfriend's neck eagerly.
"I'm hungry!"
"Well so am I, but not for just eggs," as Mary traced Yumeko's inner thighs, the latter shivered.
"If I promise afterward, will you get off so I don't burn down the entire building?"
Mary surrendered with a sarcastic sadness and gently tickled the ravenette's sides, causing her to laugh. She pulled away with one last kiss on the cheek: "Fine, fine."
She slid onto the counter beside the stove, making sure she was far enough from the hot surface. Looking down to the pan, she found the answer to her previous question: they were having scrambled eggs with cheese.
"How about you put all that energy to use and make the toast?" Yumeko suggested.
Mary laughed as she leaned under the cabinet and pulled the toaster out: "Alright." After plugging it in, she jumped off the counter to grab a loaf of bread from the pantry.
They worked in silence preparing their breakfast. Even with the crackles, pops, and dings, the two still basked in each other's presence. Mary noticed the way Yumeko folded the eggs with care. She emitted elegance and grace with every movement. Not just with cooking either. Her posture, the way her chin lifted confidently, her calm gaze, and captivating eye contact. Mary loved every part of Yumeko.
"You're so gorgeous," Mary whispered more to herself, but sure enough Yumeko caught it.
"Thank you, Mar," she giggled humbly as she turned the stove off and moved the pan away. Mary plated the toast beforehand, so all she had to do was spoon equal halves onto each piece. They grabbed their plates and headed to the table.
"Tell me if you like it. I used to make eggs every morning in high school, so I'm an eggs-pert," Yumeko muffled her laughter behind her hand.
"Oh my gosh, it's too early for this," Mary rolled her eyes as she took a bite out of her toast. The fluffy eggs and crunchy toast blended nicely, and she hummed, "It's good."
"You're one to talk about it being 'too early' for anything."
"You promised."
"Don't worry, I never go back on my word."
"Oh, I know. I look forward to it," but for now, they enjoyed their breakfast. After such an energy-exerting night, it was nice to counter the noise with a peaceful morning.
Though it wouldn't stay that way for long.