I Think I Need A Little (Amethyst x Reader)

Chapter 9: ¿Nos vemos mañana?

After the incident with the cluster of hands, you ended up falling asleep at almost four in the morning, with Amethyst sleeping on an inflatable mattress you'd set in the living room - even though you insisted she took your bedroom for the remainder of her stay - and you going to your own bed.

"Amethyst?" You called, once arriving at the living room and seeing no one around.

"I'm in the kitchen!" She called out, her voice coming from your left.

You followed the sound of her voice, coming across the scent of coffee and the sound of sugar being mixed in a ceramic cup.

"What's up?" She spoke, catching sight of you from the faint reflection of the kitchen's window and turning her head around to face you.

"I though you'd left for a minute there." You chuckled, walking towards her and eyeing the counter where she currently stood at.

You could see the coffee maker running, gurgles catching your hearing. In addition to it, a frying pan was out, a pair of buttered bread slices set on top of it.

"Why would I do that?" She questioned, looking up to face you, the butter knife she'd been using now being placed on the counter as she took a break from preparing her breakfast. "You invited me over, so the least I could do's wait until you woke up."

"Since when were you up?" You asked, curious to now how long it'd been since she was left on her own at your home.

"Half an hour ago." She replied, taking a moment to take the toast out of the frying pan and placing them over a paper plate. "But I was plannin' on waking you up to have breakfast, though - Wouldn't want ya to go too long without eating anything."

Followed by that statement was her handing you the plate with the pair of toasts she'd prepared - She then handed you over a cup of coffee filled almost to the brim.

"Remember what happened that time you didn't eat before your work shift." She remarked, prompting you to take it in your hands.

You smiled, taking both the plate and the cup in each of your hands as you walked over to the small dining table set in a corner of the kitchen, placing the items over it and turning back to her afterwards.

"Aren't you going to eat anything?"

"Nah." She shook her head, returning your smile. "I kinda just had some of the leftover doughnuts you left in your fridge."

"Figured." You laughed, taking a seat and fixing your angle to make eye contact with her. "You can take anything you want from there - I don't really spend much time at home, so. . ."

"You have to take better care of yourself, (Y/N)." She intervened, not bothering to take in your offer as a frown took over her face. "You almost passed out back then."

Before you could say anything in protest, she approached your side, placing a hand over your head and giving you a friendly pat.

"I gotta go, now." She added, leading you to gulp the recent sip of coffee you'd taken and place the remaining toast back on the paper plate, wanting to have a final word with her before she left off. "Thanks for everything, dude!"

As you watched her leave with the quick wave of her hand, you stopped her by calling out her name, standing up from your seat as you took a step forward - your worry resurfacing as you thought on the possibility of her disappearing again.

"See you tomorrow?" You asked, waiting anxiously for her response.

She looked over her shoulder, a hint of a playful grin tugging at her lips as she nodded her head before leaving again.

"See ya tomorrow, (Y/N)."