The morning after felt… quiet.
Not in the heavy, awkward kind of way—but in that rare, golden early-hour kind of quiet, like the world was giving them space.
Kira opened her eyes to soft light slanting through sheer curtains and the gentle weight of Rina curled beside her, hair tickling her shoulder.
She didn't move.
She didn't want to.
So this is what peace feels like.
🍳 Breakfast, Burned
"I can cook," Rina said with an aggressively confident smile.
Kira raised one eyebrow. "You boil water for a living."
"That's offensive to coffee culture."
Still, Rina tried.
And failed.
Twice.
"I didn't know eggs could be gray," Kira said, genuinely impressed.
Rina pouted. "Okay, Chef Syntek. Your turn."
Kira took the pan like she'd been handed a multimillion-dollar acquisition deal. Her expression: deathly serious.
Ten minutes later, they sat cross-legged on the couch with perfectly scrambled eggs and toast.
Rina stared. "You really are good at everything."
Kira smirked. "I hate inefficiency."
"You mean you Googled a recipe in 2019 and memorized it perfectly."
"...Yes."
💬 Domestic Debugging
After breakfast, Rina was brushing her teeth and Kira stood in the doorway, arms crossed.
"You leave cabinet doors open."
Rina, mouth full of toothpaste foam: "You sound like my mom."
"And your sock drawer is organized by chaos theory."
"You're lucky I'm cute."
Kira leaned against the doorframe, a rare smile tugging at her lips.
"Exceptionally."
📞 Helena's Call – Unanswered
Downstairs, in Kira's coat pocket, her phone buzzed.
Helena Wu – 3 missed calls.
New voicemail:
"This situation isn't stable, Kira. You've made your move. Now expect others to make theirs."
But Kira didn't hear it.
Not today.
Today wasn't about defense.
🎧 A Lazy Day
They built a pillow fort on the floor for no reason.Watched two episodes of a baking show and got emotionally invested in a contestant named Samir.
Kira muttered critiques about oven temperature regulation.
Rina cried when the cake collapsed.
"It's not about the cake," Rina sniffled. "It's about the journey."
Kira handed her tissues with a look of deep confusion and mild affection.
💬 Late Evening
They lay tangled on the floor, candles flickering.
Rina traced circles on Kira's palm.
"Did you ever imagine your life like this?" she asked.
Kira looked up at the ceiling.
"No. But I think… I like this patch version better."