Maya rolled over slowly, her eyes blinking open, the bedroom still dark; the curtains were pulled closed keeping the mid morning light out. Her brow furrowed and her stomach dropped as she immediately noticed the vacant spot on the bed next to her. She exhaled as she pulled herself into a seated position in the bed as she ran her hands through her hair. She had mentioned to Josh several times that she didn't want to do anything for her birthday this year. She was turning 25 and not incredibly excited about it. Not to mention she had all but sworn off her birthdays after last year. She didn't expect Josh not to be there though... Her lips twisted in slight disappointment as the realization hit her. Maya glanced around the room momentarily when something caught her attention on the table next to Josh's side of the bed. She crawled across the bed and reached for what she now clearly identified as a card. She opened the small envelope,
Good morning, gorgeous. I got called into work early this morning -I'm so sorry. I will make it up to you. Meet me at 138 Sullivan St. for dinner tonight. Just the two of us.
Maya's twisted frown softened with every word of Josh's she read. A dinner with just the two of them didn't sound half bad. She could just take it easy all day, take a bath, do some drawing; today was panning out nicely now that she thought of it.
I managed to whip up a quick breakfast for you before I had to leave. It's warming in the oven and should be ready when you wake up.
'Ohh,' Maya thought as she read the last few words as she slipped out of the oversized bed. It was January and there was still a bit of a chill lingering in the apartment after another bitter cold night. Maya quickly slipped on her favorite worn sweatshirt, sliding her feet into a pair of fluffy boots. She walked out of the bedroom, Josh's note still in hand, and her nose was instantly met with a familiar scent. She increased her pace as she made her way to the oven.
There was another note sitting on the counter next to a plate, two oven mitts and a glass. Maya laughed to herself; he wasn't missing a single detail. She quickly opened the oven and pulled the pan of fresh monkey bread out, flipping it over onto the plate as she had seen Josh do. And just like every time Josh made one of her favorite breakfast foods, Maya wasted no time before pulling it right apart.
"Mmm!" She mumbled seeing the second card again, having completely forgotten about it once she realized there was food. She licked her sticky fingers and pulled out the second card, trying her best not to get cinnamon and caramel all over it.
Enjoy your breakfast, love. Sorry. No coffee. Be sure to turn the oven off.
Maya pouted slightly, but she really wanted coffee. She tossed the card across the counter as she pulled herself on top of the counter next to the oven. Her attention was redirected to the hot monkey bread sitting next to her and she began peeling parts off of the bread again, enjoying the delicious hot breakfast. She heard her phone going off in the bedroom and contemplated going to get it, but the monkey bread was more enticing than anyone she could possibly talk to right now. Maya leaned her head back as she continued to enjoy the breakfast Josh made her. "Mmm," she said licking her fingers finally pulling herself away from the cinnamon and caramel treat. She slipped off the counter, washed her hands in the kitchen sink then made her way to the bedroom, searching for her phone.
Missed call: Mrs. Huckleberry
Voicemail: Mrs. HuckleberryMaya laid herself down on the bed, turning her phone on speaker as she selected the familiar number.
"Happy birthday, gorgeous," Josh's voice came soothingly over the phone.
Maya smiled to herself, "Thank you for breakfast,"
"You found it did, ya? How long did it take you to get into it?"
"Three seconds!" Maya smiled proudly.
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Maya Meets World
RomanceA future fic, sticking to basic GMW canon. Maya is in Grad School and she runs into a very familiar face. She quickly learns that what she thought was complicated in High School was nothing compared to being in her 20s. Not your typical Joshaya fic...