Maya X Coco Snippet from fic wip
It had been three days since Maya had left her room.
Their parents said she was sick, that she'd come out when she was ready.
Coco understood or told herself she did and between her own activities and the pile of homework waiting after school, it was easy enough to give Maya her space, especially with Mymy busy on her project with Kiki and Yana.
But as the days stretched on, the silence behind that door gnawed at her more than she wanted to admit.
It was Friday, and their parents were leaving for the weekend soon.
Coco decided to check on her before they left.
Maybe this was the chance she'd been waiting for a way to bond with Maya, to help her through whatever this was.
Maybe, if she was gentle enough, patient enough, the raven-haired girl would finally unfold a little, shed some of that quiet, anxious armor she always wore.
A flicker of worry tightened in her chest.
What if Maya was too sick to even respond?
She took a slow breath, silently apologizing in advance in case she was overstepping, and turned the handle.
The door creaked open, and Coco stepped inside, moving carefully, as though the room itself might startle.
The air hit her first thick, close, and threaded with an odd, unfamiliar smell that made her nose wrinkle before she could place it.