“are you making breakfast omg you are, WHY IS THIS BURNING WHAT ARE YOU-”

Maya wakes to an empty bed. For a moment, she can feel herself start to panic, but then she hears the sound of the kettle going off from down the hallway, realizes that Riley’s probably puttering about the kitchen, and relaxes. 

That lasts for about half a second before she bolts upright again, scrambling out of bed and sprinting toward the kitchen.

Riley is amazing at many things, but being safe in the kitchen is not one of them.

“Honey-” Maya rounds the corner, skidding to a stop at the table. She can smell eggs and bacon and it all seems alright, but she knows never to let her guard down. “Riles, are you making breakfast?”

Her girlfriend spins around, spatula in hand. “Peaches! I thought you were still asleep.”

“I was, but I figured I’d come here just to make sure you didn’t burn our apartment down.”

Riley frowns. “That was one time-!” 

She gets interrupted by a loud crackling sound, and then whatever’s in the pan behind her bursts into flames.

Maya darts over, turning the gas off and grabbing a lid to smother the fire, only turning around when all that’s left is smoke. “You were saying?”

Riley’s smiling sheepishly. “Okay, but in my defense, it was all going fine until you distracted me.”

“Oh, sure, of course.” Maya swipes the spatula out of Riley’s hand, nudging her away from the stove. “Next time, just leave the cooking to me.”

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