Nikolai Zinoviev X Meg (self insert)

The Morning After Part 3

The following morning after leaves things up in the air and confusing for a very unsure Nikolai. Some light fluff before their barely a relationship comes crashing down.

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​The next morning was bright with decent weather, it promised another sunny day and shined light into the somewhat bare apartment. He didn't use this one too often only staying in it as just a safe house. ​The bed was comfortable and warm as he had the money to buy a good one easily. Waking up drearily Nikolai exhaled hard and looked around reaching up to rub his eyes. He overslept definitely and would hear about it later. The empty space by him was apparent as his arm drifted over suddenly reminding him of last night.

She was gone leaving a slightly heavy feeling that he tried to brush aside. It made sense, he had only really expected and even wanted sex. If she had stayed it would have made the morning awkward. But he couldn't help but wish that he could have seen her sleeping in the nice light it would have been just as well. Rolling onto his back he stayed there for a moment feeling more tired than he expected and moved to sit up. Dragging out of bed he went to the bathroom and looked at himself. Looking as good as ever he noted a few red welts on his shoulders and rubbed at them remembering that she had left them.

Shaking his head he went to shower but paused hearing something rustle. Alert immediately he slipped on a pair of sweats he had laying by the bed and grabbed a gun from the bedside. Almost every room in his apartment had a gun being sure to always be prepared. Walking out towards the kitchen he peered in and was greeted by the sight of her cooking. Straightening up in mild surprise he tossed the gun back to his bed and hesitated a moment really not expecting this. She was still here. Did he even buy groceries for this place yet? Feeling awkward he wasn't sure what to do but knew he'd have to face it eventually. Returning to the kitchen he peered in as she was busy mixing something.

She was wearing his t-shirt which hung off her frame comically large. She seemed pretty invested into whatever she was making letting him take her in freely as he approached. Even in a giant t-shirt she still looked amazing the collar exposing a lot of her neck with red marks on it. Grinning at his own handiwork his hand reached out to touch her side while looking over to see what she was doing. She jumped immediately startled her head snapping around to look up at him.
He ignored the reaction seeing what looked like pancakes.

"Pancakes?"

He didn't remember buying any ingredients for those and wondered how she managed as she relaxed and nodded.

"You're awake! Sorry I went out and grabbed something quick."

He didn't realize that pancakes were quick and was a bit baffled by that but decided to take it with a grain of salt. She hummed to herself pleasantly looking away from him back to the mix.

"Canadian style!"

He grinned wondering if that really was true and realized he wasn't much of a cook himself.

"Just kidding. It's instant I can't make pancakes."

Again her blunt and silly nature earned her a chuckle. How this girl had ended up in his kitchen was beyond him. He had experienced many awkward mornings with women, but never breakfast. It was strange but welcome as she muttered to herself.

"How can such a big guy be so quiet?"

Moving to the pan to start cooking she kept talking distractedly.

"Sorry if this isn't healthy."

He responded back glad for the reprieve from protein powder.

"It's fine. I can have 2 cheat days."