Y/N POV
The next morning, I wake up, still groggy from sleep. It took a few minutes for my brain to register the events from yesterday. I violently sat up. Ezra.
Hurriedly, I got out of bed. That mf. Getting dressed, I put on a pair of blue jeans and my "I love milfs" t-shirt. I haven't worn this shirt in ages but since Megan was here, might as well wear it. I left my room, only to be greeted by a sleeping Megan. Remembering that Megan is still probably quite upset, I came round the back of the couch, gently nudging her. She stirred letting me know she was awake.
"I'm going to make us some breakfast, okay?"
Megan just hummed in response.
Entering the kitchen, I eyed the kettle, putting it on. Grabbing two eggs and a few strips of bacon, I put both on a frying pan. Taking two slices of bread and I put them in the toaster. I took two tea cups out of the cabinet and put a tea bag in each. When the water finished boiling, I poured the boiling water in and took two plates out of the cupboard as well. Taking the eggs and bacon off the stove, I put an egg and some bacon on each plate. Just then the toaster pinged telling me that the toast is done. Putting the toast on the plates as well and buttering them both up, I stood back and looked at my masterpiece. Done.
Grabbing the plates, I went back into the living room and put the breakfast on the table. Then I went and grabbed the tea and also put that on the table.
"Dig in,"
Megan just groaned in response.
"Get up," I said as I took the pillow from under her head and hit her in the head with it.
"Okay, okay," Megan said groggily as she sat up.
"I'll let you get dressed," I said turning towards the kitchen to get the ketchup and mustard. I took both out of the cupboard and entered the living room once again.
Considering that Megan, clothes were surprisingly clean after yesterday, there was no need for her to borrow any of mine.
Megan POV
Considering yesterday, my clothes were surprisingly clean. I sat down at the table still half asleep, put some ketchup on my bacon and started eating. Y/N sat opposite me and put some mustard on her bacon. I started eating the toast and egg. Before I could gat a start on my bacon, I noticed Y/N's shirt. On it it said 'I ❤ milfs'. Noticing it, I started to blush furiously. Y/N, noticing my red face, looked up from her breakfast with a confused face. As she looked at where I was looking, she looked back at me and just smiled at me, digging into her breakfast yet again. I didn't know what to do so I just started eating my breakfast again, still blushing like crazy.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door startling both of us. I looked at Y/N with a questioning glance. "I wasn't expecting any mail," Y/N stated. I started to get up but Y/N just told me to sit back down and she will get it. She went up to the door and opened it. The door opened inlays to the left so I could not see who was at the door. I could barely see Y/N however I could hear her saying a few seconds later in a bitter ad raised voice saying "you interrupted breakfast."
In response to that, a voice which I'm sure I've heard somewhere before, stated "I'm sorry but we have to talk."
As I was trying to figure out where I have heard that voice before, Y/N retorted, "what if I don't want to talk?"
"Please," the masculine voice begged. Then it clicked. Last night. At the police station. This was the guy that Y/N slapped. Ezra, I think his name was.
"No," Y/N closed the discussion as she started to close the door. Blocking the door, with what I assumed was his hand, he pleaded with Y/N yet again. "Fine," she gave in. "But don't expect me to make you any food."
"Wouldn't dream of it," he responded as Y/N went to close the door after Ezra stepped in.
He was wearing black business trousers with a matching black unbuttoned blazer, sitting on his shoulders. He had a white business shirt with the top button undone and a black tie tied loosely. He was standing in the middle of the room with his hands in his trouser pockets whilst looking around.
"Sit," Y/N ordered whilst pointing to the the chair to the right of me. Ezra came over and sat down, soon followed by Y/N who took her previous space opposite me as she turned to face Ezra and asked, "so what do you want to talk about?"
