Celestia's sun, on this particular warm morning, seemed to make it its sole duty to shine right on your eyes through your bedroom window. You groan, burying your face further into your very warm pillow and scooting closer to the mass of warm blankets to your side. The warmth was oddly comforting, and you wrap your forelegs around it.
And then it shifts in your hold.
Your eyes fly open as you flinch back, sitting bolt upright, so fast that it makes your head hurt. As you gingerly rub your forehead with a hoof, you look down at the stirring pony next to you. You blink, and everything that happened the previous night rushes back into your memory. You feel heat rush to your cheeks, and you'd be entirely convinced it was all just a dream if Octavia wasn't lying right next to you.
Slowly, so as not to wake her, you try getting out of bed, the mattress creaking loudly in protest at the movements. You glance back as you hear stirring, and you see her beautiful, wonderful eyes slowly open and peer up at you. You can't help but offer a grin to her. "Uh...mornin'."
She smiles before she pushes herself up, rubbing her sleepy eyes with a foreleg. "Good morning, Vinyl." She leans in, rubbing her muzzle against your cheek, causing heat to rush up to your face all over again. She giggles at your expression. "Even after last night, a small affectionate touch still makes you blush?"
You let out a chuckle, but you can't hide the almost nervous tone it holds. "Heh, I guess so." You nuzzle back a little bit. "But it's still really nice, don't get me wrong." You push up off of your bed, stretching until your hear your back pop. "So, uh...what is this, then?"
She looks up at you, her expression questioning. "What do you mean?"
"Like..." You pause, thinking over your words before you blurt them out. "What are we, now? Are we a couple, or...are we friends with benefits? Or something else?" You glance down at your hooves, shuffling in place. "I mean, if you don't know yet or anything, that's okay. I just don't want to expect this to be one thing and have it turn out to be something else-"
"Vinyl." The sound of her voice instantly makes you stop talking, and you look back up at her. She climbs off of the bed, standing next to you. "I know we only met yesterday, very recently to usually make a decision about this...but in that short amount of time, from the moment I saw you in the front row as I played, you stood out to me. Your vibrant mane, your piercing red eyes...you immediately piqued my interest. At first, I thought that maybe we could be friends, maybe good friends. But after last night..." Her voice trailed off, and for a moment you panic.
"What?" You didn't mean for desperation to show through that one word, but it did anyway.
"After last night, after my own feelings for you grew, and after I assume yours did the same for me...I think that, maybe, we should try being more than just friends." She ran a hoof through her messy mane. "I'm just not sure if we would be best as friends with benefits or something more meaningful than that."
"Yeah...I kinda feel you on that one." As much as your brain was telling you right there that you definitely wanted to be with her, you hesitated saying it. It was really soon to decide something like that. You heard of love at first sight, but you always found it ridiculous. You still kinda do. "But...maybe we could just. I don't know...try it, maybe? See what happens, you know? I mean, if you want to."
She smiles at you. "I would like that."
You smile back at her, before you hear a rumbling. You realize that it was your stomach, and you chuckle. "Uh, are you hungry at all or anything? I don't have much here, but we can go out to get something."
"I am, yes. Let me just shower first, then we can be on our way." She trots out of your room, her hips drawing your attention as they sashayed along as she walked, and her tail flicking side to side with each step. As ridiculous as it is, it almost seems like she's inviting you to come along, but you find yourself stuck in place.
You watch until she leaves your sight, then you blink and rub your sleepy eyes with a hoof. You slowly look back at your bed before you climb onto it, burying yourself under the sheets. "A few more winks couldn't hurt..."
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Those few winks, however, did hurt, because you're just more tired afterwards than you were before. You're groaning and grumbling the entire walk to the diner you two are going to eat at, and it leaves Octavia quite amused, if her giggles at the noises you make are any indication. You definitely don't mind her giggling at you, though, because it's a sound you'll never get tired of hearing.
Before long, the two of you arrive at the diner. The presence of two of the most famous musicians walking around together definitely turned some heads on the way there, and more than a few of your fans stopped and asked for autographs or a picture or some other thing.
"See, this is how my fans are, Octavia. Almost as excited about my music as I am, super passionate about it. It makes releasing new albums and tracks all the more satisfying, and the concerts get you so pumped up." You offer her a sleepy smile as the two of you walk inside. "If you want, you can definitely come to one of my shows, I can get you in no problem."
She smiles back at you. "I would like that, they sound terribly exciting and fun...but I'm worried it might be a bit." She pauses. "Much for me, for a first time."
"I get ya. A lot of ponies are like that." You both find a booth in the corner of the diner and sit down on the same side. "I can find something smaller, if you wanna try it out before doin' the real deal."
She leans towards you, rubbing her soft muzzle against your cheek, which earns her a big, dopey grin from you. "That would be much appreciated." She presses her head against your neck, and your head finds itself lightly resting on top of her's. You find out that it just feels right to you, and you lightly nuzzle your cheek into her mane.
Right then, a unicorn waitress trots up to your table and asks what you two want to drink. You blink, having not even looked at the menu but taking a stab in the dark. "Uh. I'll just have coffee, please. And bring the whole pot out, too." She nods as she scribbles it down on a notepad she's levitating with her magic, then turns to Octavia.
The light grey pony hesitates. "I suppose I will just have coffee as well." The waitress nods, and after she scribbles more words down, she trots off again, leaving the two of you alone in your booth.
You give Octavia a playful prod with your foreleg. "Hey, I didn't say I was gonna share with you."
She rolls her eyes, grinning. "It seems I will have to teach you manners, Vinyl."
You can't help but let loose a laugh. "Ha! I'd like to see you try, Octy."
Her grin shifts into something coy and mischievous, and one of her hooves finds itself resting on the inside of your back leg, hidden under the table. You tense and swallow as she whispers in your ear. "Oh, I can be mighty persuasive~"
And just as quick, she withdrawals her hoof, smiling as you sputter at her. Usually you were the one playing these kinds of games, so having the tables turned on you so deftly took you by surprise. The waitress brings your coffees to your table and sets the pot down in front of you, and Octavia gives her a thanks, even as you stare at her. She gently blows on the steaming liquid before glancing at you. "It's rude to stare, Vinyl."
You open your mouth to say something, but you just grumble and turn to the cup of coffee in front of you, focusing on just blowing on it to cool it off.
Something was telling you it would be a long breakfast.