The Morning After Meme (Expanded)

[bottecellie]

the morning after ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme → COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE. → PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND HIT UP RNG (01-10), OR CHOOSE A SCENE OF YOUR OWN. → PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the scenarios ① BREAKFAST IN BED: YOUR PARTNER'S UP AND ABOUT -- MAYBE DRESSED, MAYBE NOT -- AND IN THE KITCHEN. WHAT ARE THEY MAKING YOU? COULD IT BE... GRILLED CHEESE? ② HIT ME BABY: THEY'RE SUCH A PEACEFUL SLEEPER. A PEACEFUL, SEXY SLEEPER. ACTUALLY THERE'S TOO MUCH OF THAT SLEEPING HAPPENING. WHY DON'T YOU WAKE THEM UP, WORLD'S KINDEST ALARM? ③ ESCAPE FROM AZKABED: YOU WAKE UP TO FIND THEY'RE RUMMAGING ABOUT FOR THEIR CLOTHES, ABOUT TO LEAVE. WHY THE RUSH, AND CAN YOU CONVINCE THEM TO STAY? ④ THE AFTERNOON AFTER: AND THE EVENING, MAYBE EVEN THE MORNING AFTER AFTER... HOURS HAVE PASSED BUT YOU JUST CAN'T LEAVE EACH OTHER! OR MAYBE ONE OF YOU JUST WON'T... ⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL: THERE'S A TIGER IN THE CLOSET, A BABY IN THE BATHROOM, AND A TOTAL STRANGER CURLED UP BESIDE YOU. WHO IS THIS PERSON BESIDE YOU SMELLING OF TEQUILA AND REGRET? DO THEY KNOW ANY MORE ABOUT WHAT, OR WHO, WENT DOWN THAN YOU DO? ⑥ WET AND WILD: DON'T FEEL TOO LONELY WAKING UP BY YOURSELF -- THE SHOWER'S ON AND THE SOUND OF WATER FALLING IS MIGHTY INVITING. WHY DON'T YOU GET CLEANED UP -- OR DOWN AND DIRTY ALL OVER AGAIN? ⑦ I'LL SLEEP WHEN I DIE: SLEEP? WHAT IS THIS SLEEP THING YOU SPEAK OF? DAWN'S BREAKING AND NEITHER OF YOU HAVE GOTTEN A WINK, OR WANT ONE. WHO'S READY FOR ROUND asjldkjl? ⑧ A BITTER PILL: TURNS OUT THE REASON YOU SCORED WASN'T YOUR SPARKLING WIT AND MAGNETIC CONFIDENCE. YOUR PARTNER HAD AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE -- THEY ALREADY KNEW IT, AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO. RECON? REVENGE? REBOUND? TAG AND FIND OUT, IF YOU CAN HANDLE THE TRUTH! ⑨ THIS ISN'T MINE: THAT SLEEPY PERSON IN YOUR LIVING ROOM HAD A GREAT NIGHT -- WITH YOUR ROOMMATE. WELL, MIGHT AS WELL GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER WHILE YOU'RE BOTH THERE, RIGHT? ... RIGHT? ⑩ WILD CARD: ROLL MORE THAN ONCE AND COMBINE SCENARIOS, CHOOSE YOUR FAVOURITE, OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN! Stolen from here.

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Ava (rule 63!arthur) ☇ Inception ☇ het

[onachase]

3

[akidfrombrooklyn]

[ Steve stirs at the shuffling sounds around the room, rolls over onto his side, a smile lingering on his face from the previous night, but it fades as reality hits and he realises the space beside him is empty, a little warmth still there.

He opens his eyes, sees as she scoops up the clothes from the floor, and frowns with disappointment. ] You have to go?

[onachase]

[ Freezing, before she straightens up. Yes, she has to leave. Not because she has an appointment, but because she cannot stay. As a rule, she doesn't do one night stands, but last night had been— Steve was special, kind and sweet and she hadn't been able to resist him. Hadn't wanted to. But then in the morning the doubts started to creep in, as always. Ava knows she has issue, but that doesn't mean that her fears aren't valid. No one's ever stayed.

Slightly sardonic: ] I don't have to. I choose to.

[akidfrombrooklyn]

Oh.

[ Everything about him slumps, hopeful expression falling into pure disappointment, and he feels slightly used. He had a good night, a great night, but he thought there was something there, one of those connections people always spoke about. But he guesses he was wrong, sighing as he pushes himself up into a sitting position and nods sadly. ]

I, uh, thought I could make breakfast or something, but I guess if you don't want to hang around...

[onachase]

[ That sight is— heartbreaking, to be honest. How a guy that tall and good-looking can seem so innocent is completely beyond her.

Running a hand through her hair. It's a mess, anyways. She wants— but everything inside her says it's a terrible idea. ] Fuck, you really want me to stay.

[ That's... she doesn't quite know what to do with that. One more reason she should have bolted earlier, or never let this happen in the first place. Taking a deep breath. ] Yeah, all right. Breakfast. [ She can do breakfast. ]

[akidfrombrooklyn]

[ He tries to smile through it, wincing inwardly at how surprised and put out she seems at realising that he does want her to stay, that he didn't expect her to leave the first chance she got.

He throws his legs over the edge of the bed, covers himself with the sheets as he reaches for his discarded boxers, pulls them on as he gets up, and starts to gather the rest of his things. ]

I'm not that bad for company, am I? [ He says it teasingly, like he's laughing it off, but he sound unsure, pulling on the rest of his clothes. ] What kinda guy would I be to let you go without at least offering you something to eat?

[onachase]

[ Zipping up her left boot fully and standing to watch him. He's incredibly gorgeous and she doesn't — can't — quite regret last night. But mornings. Mornings are a different story alltogether. ]

A regular guy.

[akidfrombrooklyn]

[ He huffs a laugh at that, hair sticking up all over even though he tries to pat it down. ] Guess you'd call me old fashioned, but I, uh, I don't really do this sort of thing.

[onachase]

This sort of thing? [ He is old-fashioned. It's almost endearing, and Ava pushes that thought away immediately. Endearing is one step below enamoured and if there's one thing she's learnt, it's that her feelings only ever get her hurt. ]

You mean one-night stands. [ A beat. ] I think you just did.

[akidfrombrooklyn]

[ He's never been good at hiding what he feels, wears his heart on his sleeve for all to see, and right now he's sporting shame like he's mastered the art of it. He doesn't regret it so much for who he spent it with, but he always liked to think he was better than that.

He shuffles to the bedroom door, pulls it open. ] First and last time. There was - it took someone special to - I'm sorry. I'll make breakfast, then you can get going if you want.

[onachase]

[ He looks like a kicked puppy and somehow, it makes Ava feel worse about all of this. She's just— protecting herself from getting hurt, not trying to hurt him or make him feel ashamed in the process. Damn it, why must this always be so difficult. She's a pointwoman, she should be above these complications.

Closing her eyes for a moment, before she can muster up what might pass for a smile. ] So, what's for breakfast.

[akidfrombrooklyn]

[ He brightens at that, mouth lifting up into a soft smile, and he leads the way out of the bedroom. ]

I got cereal, toast, eggs, orange juice. What do you fancy?

[onachase]

[ Closing her eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath before she follows. ]

The last three sound good.

[akidfrombrooklyn]

You got it.

[ The first thing he does is set the coffee pot going, clanking around as he grabs a pan for the eggs, sticks some toast in the toaster. He moves gracefully for such a big guy, quick and easy, like a well-oiled machine. ] Make yourself comfortable, it won't be long.

[onachase]

Thanks. [ Sitting down sideways on one of the chairs by the kitchen table, legs crossed and her back against the wall. She's watching him, not even trying to be subtle about it. ] So what is it that you do? [ She never got around to asking that, yesterday. Perhaps she should have, because he clearly has military training as well, and there's people she shouldn't be tangling with— but then, there's the way he wears his heart on his sleeve and it's setting her at ease, strangely enough, at least somewhat. ]

[akidfrombrooklyn]

[ Steve pauses at the question, surprised that there's someone in the world who isn't aware of who he is, and he hates himself as he wonders for a passing minute whether or not she knows and is pretending otherwise for one reason or another. But he shakes it off, believes her to be genuine, and he dumps the whisked eggs and milk into the frying pan.

He doesn't want to lie, but he isn't sure if he really wants to tell her that he's Captain America, either, finding someone who doesn't know rare and nice. ] I used to be a soldier.

[onachase]

[ She's heard of Captain America, of course, but never paid much attention to the news. They had no relevance to the world of dream share, the military something she's left behind long ago. ] Yeah?

[ Biting down on her lower lip before she shrugs— what's the harm, she might never see him again after this breakfast, surely it can't hurt to— ] So did I.

[akidfrombrooklyn]

[ He finds himself smiling over at her at this piece of information. Women in the army was never heard of where he was from, thought that they belonged at home while the men went off to fight, but he saw how strong and brave many of them were, taking on as much as they could to keep things running, and of course there was Peggy who fought so hard to prove herself capable. She was terrifying, more so than some of the men at times, and he respected that. ]

Then I guess that's something we both got in common. [ The eggs done, he serves them onto two plates, butters the toast, and pours out both orange juice and coffee, sliding it onto the breakfast bar. ] Eat up, it'll do you good, and there's hot water if you need it.

[onachase]

That, and one night stands. [ Said very dryly, with a curious quirk to her lips the only thing betraying it as a joke. ]

Thanks. [ Manners winning out over a comment to the effect that she is not a child he needs to mother, far from it. ]

[akidfrombrooklyn]

Does it count if this is the first and last? [ The question alone makes him look too innocent to even be involved in this never mind to have spent the night with a random stranger, and he can't use the excuse of alcohol. ]

You're welcome. [ He runs some hot water, leaves the pan to soak, and then joins her, starts eating. ] Name's Steve, not sure we got that far.