she said "SHUT UP AND- eat your breakfast" (KyleH)

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With a sly smile, Kit carefully closed the bedroom door in the nice little apartment above New Rome's shiny new bar. The bar that happened to be run by Kyle Hydee, the guy she was leaving silently in the bedroom. Hmm, that sounded bad. Allow her to explain. She'd been wishing to date Kyle Hydee for years, but he just wasn't the type to really settle for just one person, to put it nicely. Until recently. She'd thankfully been close to the bar when she saw what was going on. People running and yelling and a stream of black smoke. Needless to say, she was there in a split second. If the sight of his bar in flames wasn't bad, the worst was yet to come when she heard the fateful news that Kyle himself was still in there. There really was no question about it. She ran in to get him. He got out and she got stuck under a beam and long story short, he saved her life as she was trying to save his. It was all rather confusing. Once she was out of her three days in the infirmary, she pitched in with helping rebuild the bar bigger and better. Including an apartment above since he had so little time in the legion left and it was time for him to find a permanent place. However, he was different after that incident. Like he wanted to be more than friends now and was done with his running around. It had been refreshingly surprising. And now here she was, staying with him in his apartment, something he never would have done before.

She smiled to herself as she thought about it and headed for the nice little kitchen down the hall. She was off training today until about 2 in the afternoon, so she would hang here in her pajamas for a while, like she was now. But first... breakfast. Yes, she was going to fix breakfast for him. Within five minutes, bacon was sizzling and, well, she would keep cooking the eggs until he got up so they would be nice and hot for him.

Words: 361
Tag: @alyssa
Notes: KYT

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One of the best things in the world had to be waking up to the smell of bacon cooking. And lucky for this particular son of Bacchus that was exactly what he was waking up to. He couldn't help but smile some before reaching over to the empty spot next to him. Granted, it would have been a billion times better to wake up to that one amazing girl in his life, Kit. But he knew someone had to be in the kitchen and that it must have been her. More of a reason to hire a personal chef then, like he ever could afford one but it was great to dream. Then he could wake up to the smell of bacon and to the face of Kit.

As he got up and stretched and didn't even bother to get dressed he couldn't help but smile. Kit practically lived here now and it was amazing. True, half a year ago you wouldn't be able to pay him enough for him to admit he would one day settle down with someone. But he had always had special feelings for Kit, they were each others best friend for the longest time in the legion. Eventually feelings came about but that was after he already had the notorious personality of being a bit of a player, not that he mind and heck it was fun! He kept telling himself he would stop and just be truthful to Kit but he always put it off. Until he almost lost her. It was that moment that he realized that if he didn't start shaping off now then he might lose her forever, something he was not emotionally prepared for. So thats how they ended up in this blissful situation.

Clothed in his boxers he made his way to the glorious redheaded female who was cooking. "There you are." He said with a smile. "You woke me up in the best way possible. The smell of bacon. You truly are amazing. Why did I even bother with all the other girls again?" Kyle asked as he made his way to the coffee maker, which happened to be a Keurig and fixed himself a cup. He always needed a cup of coffee to start the day and usually beat up the hangover from the previous night.

words: 400
notes: eeep, muse started to die off, me sorry!

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Kit was enjoying herself, really. She poked around the freezer looking at the selection. Not a whole lot. But there was bacon, and that mattered a great deal. Bacon and eggs and a bag of shredded cheddar cheese that would make eggs absolutely amazing. She could remember the days when she was but a wee lass and her dad would fix her scrambled eggs with oodles of cheese. Scrambled or over medium, which she always mistakenly called ‘over-easy, extra-cheesy pleasy’. She set the bag of cheese on the counter to thaw considering it was a solid hunk of frozen cheese, then went on with the bacon. She heard the sound of chirping and looked up to the kitchen window past where she’d already done her duty and deposited a cute little spider plant on the sill, to where a robin was flying by. All in all, it was a good morning.

Only to become a better morning when she heard a soft shuffle around the corner. She perked up and resisted the urge to check her hair or something to make sure it wasn’t a disaster. Hey, she still had bed head, so who cared. He’d seen her with bed head a good few times before. And she wasn’t disappointed when she saw his own bed head. His hair was usually a little disheveled, something she found cute, but right now it was having a field day. She couldn’t resist. As soon as he was within range, she reached over and messed with it, grinning all the while. “Yep, here I am!” She picked a piece of bacon off the paper towel where they were cooling fresh off the skillet and held it up to his mouth. “And you’re just in time. I need a master chef taste tester. Open up. Oh, it might be a touch hot.” She poked it in place once there was a place, then wiped her fingers on the paper towel. “I thought you might like this. I mean, who doesn’t like bacon? As for your question, I suppose it just takes time to find the girl who will properly wake you up.” She was mostly teasing. She couldn’t possibly give him a hard time about his past. She loved him for all of him, even the parts where she’d sat by the side watching him hit on another girl. Okay, so she was really, really happy those days were in the past all the same. She was having a grand time being the center of attention now, and giving him all the attention she’d wanted to all this time in return.

Speaking of. She picked up one of the eggs. “Here’s the plan. Eggs need cheese. Lots of cheese. So I see this going one of two ways. Either scrambled where you have to cut it with a knife the cheese is so thick…. Or over-medium or easy or whatever where you also have to use a knife because cheese.” CRAP! She didn’t even think of something to drink! She set down the egg distractedly and went to the fridge. “Shoot. I should have planned ahead and gotten orange juice. Or do you prefer coffee?” She was answered though when he beelined for the Keurig. “Good plan.”

Words: 543
Tag: @alyssa
Notes: I feel like she was especially chattery in this. Sorry! Muse attack!