𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.
there's a sense of panic that comes the morning after when she looks over to spot rudy in her bed, sleeping blissfully. maggie had become no stranger to one night stands, especially following her calling off her engagement to her ex fiance. but this felt different. none of them had been comfortable enough to stay the night, even if they'd fallen asleep together, they made sure to scurry off by morning. her breathing finally evens, sitting up slightly in the now shared bed, trying her best not to wake him. with her bottom lip sucked between her teeth, an eyebrow raises as she takes it all in; the smooth skin of his back, his messy hair, her blanket draped perfectly over him. it was a sight that she wasn't entirely appalled by.
not necessarily something that she could find herself getting used to, but the thought is there. and it's nice. for the first time in a very long time, it's nearly welcomed. though she knows how all of these things go, and that there are probably a line of girls waiting to get their hands on rudy. so the safer option is always not to get caught up, don't get emotionally involved, and don't get your feelings hurt. running her hands through her hair, maggie lets out a soft sigh, trying not to let her mind run too far ahead of itself. it was only one night, and by tomorrow it wouldn't matter to either of them. caught in the cycle of meaningless flings, she's convinced herself that much like any other guy, rudy's got a rotation of girls coming in and out of his life.
"morning," she finally calls out, peeking over as he starts to stretch out and come back to reality. one hand reaches out to run her fingers through his hair, scratching soothingly at his scalp before she leans in, against her better judgement, to steal a slow kiss from his lips. it's only when she pulls away that she allows herself to finally get up from the bed, arms stretching over her head and a low yawn slipping from her lips. maggie leans down to grab a spare oversized t-shirt from her drawer, pulling it over her head and reaching to free her hair from the collar of the shirt. "... did you want, like, coffee or something?" she asks, hands resting lightly on her hips as she glances back at him. / @rudethp