In a bed of ashes

Adagio’s eyelids drifted open, as she slowly stirred from her slumber. She peered around the dimly lit room while she waited for her mind to finish booting up. She tried to sit up, but the softness of her pillow held her captive. Accepting her fate to be bed bound awhile longer, Adagio buried her face into her fluffy captor.

It wasn’t until she heard a voice from the other side of the bed, that she remembered she wasn’t alone.

“Sleep well?” the soothing voice asked.

“Mmhmm,” Adagio mumbled into her pillow as she tried to resist the urge to simply fall back to sleep. After a heavy yawn, and a great effort of will, she managed to lift her head. Her sleepy gaze falling upon the red and gold haired beauty laying next to her.

“I’m going to fix breakfast soon, you alright with pancakes again?” Sunset asked—even though she could already guess the answer, if last night was anything to go by. Adagio leaned forward, giving her a light kiss on the cheek. “That depends, am I allowed to stare this time?” The groggy siren teased as she tried, and failed, to leave the comfort of the bed. It had been too long since she last slept in a proper bed, and she simply wasn’t ready to give it up yet.

As Adagio wrestled with her conflicting desires, she felt the bed shift as Sunset’s weight left it. She couldn’t help but watch as the other girl sauntered away, her every step more hypnotic than the last. On her way to the stairs, Sunset stopped to fish a loose-fitting purple tee shirt from her dresser. Adagio briefly lamented the loss of her view as the simple shirt flowed over Sunset, covering everything above her knees.

With the object of her desire disappeared down the stairs, Adagio began to miss her presence. Well, it’s not all bad, she thought as she took advantage of having the bed to herself. Rolling onto her back, she stretched out. “Still hard to believe this is real,” Adagio whispered to herself as she let her body prepare itself for the day. While her muscles geared up, she pondered her current situation.

While she still wasn’t terribly fond of needing Sunset’s help, she’d be lying to herself if she said she wasn’t enjoying it. As much as it hurt her pride to admit it, she liked Sunset Shimmer. She liked the girl who ruined her. She fucked the girl who destroyed her life. And yet oddly enough... she was fine with it. Adagio brushed her jumbled thoughts away, instead deciding to focus on how to best move forward.

I need to pull myself together. Worrying about the past isn’t going to help me right now. I’ve got a good thing going here, and all this thinking about how bitter I should be is going to ruin that if I let it. She rolled around in the bed, trying to go back to the blank minded bliss she had been enjoying. The longer she tried, the more frustrating her failure became. “Fuck it, breakfast should be done soon anyway,” she grunted as she mustered the strength she had managed to build up. As she sat up in the bed, the covers slid off of her, letting the cool air of the house greet her body. With a final stretch, she kicked off the rest of the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed. As she rose to her feet, yesterday’s soreness became prevalent. Pushing the mild discomfort to the back of her mind, she walked towards the stairs, stopping at the same dresser Sunset had to grab something to preserve her modesty. Dawning her own overly large shirt, she began her journey to the kitchen.

Author's Note

Sorry this took so long, and I'm sorry it's so short. I've already started writing the next chapter, so hopefully I can get it done in a reasonable amount of time. As always thanks for reading.

Special thanks to SkycatcherEQ for editing, and being all around awesome.