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She hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but after the stresses of First Date, followed up by disasters and fighting pirates and then sex, she was exhausted. She’d flopped back across the pillows, watching Sara snuggle under the covers and start snoring softly. Letting a goofy grin spread across her face, she closed her eyes, meaning to rest them for a second before getting up and leaving.
When she opened them again, the artificial daylight was already permeating the room. She sat up, the initial panic fading as she realised where she was. She looked beside her but the bed next to her was empty. Why hadn’t Sara woken her up? She grabbed for her phone to check the time. It was still quite early, she’d have plenty of time to get home, get breakfast and have a shower before work. She collected her somehow widely strewn clothes and her phone. She was about to open a portal directly back to her apartment when the door opened, and Sara walked in with a tray.
“Good morning!” Her eyebrows drew together as she realised Ava was about to leave. “Did the Bureau call?” She put the tray down on the bed and sat next to it, nodding at Ava’s phone.
“Um. No. I uh…I’d thought I’d better…” Ava cleared her throat, unsure how to finish the sentence. She’d never felt more awkward in her life, standing in her underwear with a fully clothed Sara Lance staring at her.
“Okay.” She picked up a glass of juice and sat there, sipping it.
Ava gazed at the tray, sudden comprehension dawning.
“Did…did you bring me breakfast?”
“Yeah.” Sara shrugged, as if it was no big deal. “But if you wanna go, I can eat it all myself, no worries.”
“I don’t want to go. I mean, I don’t have to. I have time for breakfast.” She definitely needed some strong coffee if she was struggling to form a coherent sentence.
Sara gestured wordlessly to Ava’s pile of clothes she was still clutching.
“Oh. Um.” Ava dropped them. Realised she was still half naked, grabbed her shirt and pulled it on. “Ugh.” She plopped down onto the bed, next to Sara, nearly upsetting the breakfast tray. “Sorry. I uh…I didn’t mean to fall asleep and then I woke up and you were gone so I thought you’d want me to clear out and I uh…I’ve never done this before so.”
“You’ve never done what?” Sara looked confused. “Had sex? Stayed the night?”
“Of course I have.”
“Of course?” Sara raised an eyebrow, teasing her.
“Yes. I mean I’ve just never…”
“Ohhh. You’ve never put out on the first date.” Sara was grinning at her now, at her embarrassment.
Ava let out a deep breath, trying not to let that grin aggravate her. “No. And I’ve certainly never stayed the night afterwards on the first date, so I have no idea what the protocol is.”
“Ah. Well. As someone who’s done this before, the protocol is that if you stay the night, and you intend to stay over more nights than just that one,” Sara clarified, “you stay for breakfast. Leaving is considered rude. A sign of disinterest. That you only wanted it to be one night. Nothing more.”
“Oh.” Ava flashed an apologetic grin.
“Hey. You didn’t know.” Sara leant over to kiss her, deepening it instantly and trying to push Ava back on the bed.
“Wait I’m confused. Is this breakfast?” Ava broke off the kiss as Sara straddled her. “Or is that breakfast?” she pointed at the abandoned tray.
“Depends what you’re hungry for.” Sara shrugged.
“Hm.” Ava smiled and went to flip Sara over, when there was a sudden crash. She winced. “Sorry.”
“Gideon is gonna be mad. She replicated that specially for you.” Sara didn’t even bother looking at the mess.
“Mm. Guess I’ll just have to have you for breakfast instead.”