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Maria stumbles into the kitchen in search of coffee. It's still early. The sun is just beginning to rise and the apartment is bathed in shades of gold. Maria is only vaguely aware of this because her eyes aren't quite open yet. She'll appreciate the beauty of the morning after she's inhaled some caffeine.
She comes to a stop in the doorway of the kitchen, eyes opening fully for the first time. Natasha is standing at the stove in one of Maria's shirts, flipping pancakes. She isn't wearing any pants, and Maria's gaze lingers. She takes a moment to appreciate Natasha's gorgeous legs and the lace trimmed panties she's wearing. Maria leans against the doorframe, enjoying the sight of Natasha Romanoff half naked in her kitchen making breakfast.
"There's coffee." Natasha remarks, glancing in her direction. The smitten look on Maria's face makes her smile.
Natasha's hair is beautifully disheveled, unruly curls doing as they please first thing in the morning. Maria pushes off from the doorframe and steps into Natasha's personal space. She wraps her arms around the smaller woman's waist, dipping her head to nuzzle at Natasha's neck.
"What did you do?" Maria asks, laughing softly against Natasha's throat.
"I can't just cook you breakfast because I adore you?" Natasha turns her face and plants a kiss on Maria's brow.
"You can. You just never have." Maria tilts her head to capture Natasha's lips and kiss her properly.
Natasha hums in agreement as Maria turns away to get her coffee. She leans against the counter, enjoying her coffee as she watches Natasha cook. And she waits.
"Just remember that I love you." Natasha says eventually.
"Ok. And?"
"And what?"
Maria blinks. "You're not going to tell me?"
"And rob Fury of the look on your face when you find out? I couldn't do that to him." Natasha responds playfully.
"Oh gods. It's bad enough that Fury is involved?"
Natasha smiles sweetly as she turns towards Maria with a plate of pancakes. She moves past the stunned brunette and sets the plate down on the kitchen table. "Come eat your breakfast. There's bacon!"
"I love bacon." Maria sighs.
"I know."
Maria gives in and goes to join Natasha at the table. The pancakes are delicious, the bacon is perfect, and the company is exquisite.
Maria really doesn't want to think about what kind of shit storm is waiting for her at SHIELD.