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020 I was worried sick, Y/n!

You woke up due to your head pounding harder than it has ever before. As you slowly opened your eyes you found yourself in a rather grey room with modern furniture. Closing your eyes again you just put your hand on your forehead trying to soothe the tormenting feeling.

'Hold on a second'

Your eyes shot up as you abruptly sat up in the bed you were laying in.

'I know this apartment'

That's when it hit you and you gathered yourself as quickly as possible to just go and not talk to anyone. Stepping out of the bedroom the first thing that hit you was the smell of pancakes and god knows you couldn't resist pancakes.

As you walked through the rather long hallway you looked into the rooms with opened doors and saw Chris and Anthony sitting on Sebastian's couch in his living room, both seeming to live their best life's right now.

Trying to get into the kitchen as quietly as possible you rushed out of their sight and just ran straight into the room where the good smell came from.

"Good morning," you said quietly as you walked into the kitchen.

Sebastian seemed to not expect you to be there which made him flinch at your greeting,
"Good morning."

"What happened yesterday?" you asked as you leaned on the kitchen counter right next to him.

"You kinda, well um, drank... a lot," he responded while scratching his neck.

"Okay, and?" you furrowed your eyebrows already not liking where this is going.

Before Sebastian could answer you heard Chris coming down the hallway,
"Seb, when are you done, we're hung- oh."

You both just looked at each other with no expression on your faces. Chris' gaze felt cold in comparison to the other times you've looked at each other and you didn't like it at all.

He just broke the eye contact and pretended you wouldn't be there,
"Anyways man, we're hungry, can I help you in any way?"

"Yeah you can," Sebastian rolled his eyes at Chris' weird behavior with you.

"Sure, what do you want me to do?" Chris smiled at his friend which was not you.

"Stop being a dick and talk to Y/n," Sebastian just pushed both of you out of the kitchen and closed the door in order to have his peace and to get you two to talk.

Chris just leaned on the wall and crossed his arms in front of his chest, not even glancing at you for a second.

"Okay, why are you so mad?" you asked now crossing your arms yourself.

"I'm not," he still didn't look at you.

"Chris?" you raised an eyebrow.

"What do you want to hear, Y/n?" he rose his voice a tiny bit.

"The truth would be a good start," you answered annoyed by his demeanor.

"You wanna hear the truth? Sure sure. I was worried sick, Y/n!" Chris glared at you which made you furious on the outside but broke you on the inside.

'I'm not going to cry now'

"I don't even know what happened, could you please fill me in?" you now too, rose your voice at him.

"I can't do this right now," he sighed out while pushing his fingers through his hair and walked off.

"Goddamnit Chris, just tell me!" you lowkey yelled at him which you immediately regretted when he just stopped in his tracks for a second but then continued walking without looking back at you.

Just as Chris walked into the living room, Sebastian opened the door of the kitchen again and pulled you in, closing the door right after.

"What was that about now?" you asked him still yelling a bit from how mad you were about this situation.

"What I was about to explain before he came was that you drank a lot and then suddenly passed out so we called an ambulance and you just wouldn't wake up the entire ride to the hospital, which had all of us worried sick. Then they had to get out all the alcohol in your stomach and actually told us they'd want you to stay there but we were lucky and you could go with us. Chris carried you the entire time and put you in bed after taking your make-up off," Sebastian explained while cooking more pancakes.

You just sat there in utter shock since you couldn't remember any of this.

"And my dumbass even screamed at him after being the most caring person alive," you put your head in your hands, "Thank you for explaining, Seb."

"Sure. Hey, what kinda topping do you want for your pancakes, I have berries or syrup or-" he turned around to be met with an empty kitchen chair, "and she's gone."

Running through the hallway and into the living room, you stood in the doorframe and just looked at Anthony and Chris, mainly Chris.

"Chris I-" you started as you saw that he wasn't looking at you.

"Could you please hear me out?" you asked as carefully as possible.

He slowly lifted his gaze to meet yours.

"I'm truly sorry for being such a burden last night, that goes for the both of you. I really didn't want to scare nor worry you in any way, I promise," you gave both of them an apologetic smile as Anthony got up and hugged your tightly.

"I'm just glad you're doing fine now, everything else is past us," he rubbed your back a couple of times before letting you go and walking into the kitchen.

"Chris?" you met his gaze again as he just patted the spot next to him for you to sit.

The second you sat down he pulled you into his body without hesitation. Your face was squished to his chest but you couldn't bother any less, it was exactly what you needed right now as weird as it might sound.

You inhaled his scent which was another one of the three scents that immediately relaxed you.

"You almost gave me a heart attack when you fell off that damn chair," he chuckled a bit.

"I'm so sorry that I yelled at you, Sebastian told me what you did yesterday and you didn't deserve to be yelled at in the slightest," you looked up from your position as he was still hugging you but less tight.

"Of course," he smiled as he buried his face into your hair.

"You really took my make-up off, huh?" you smirked at the image in your head.

"Oh, I did and it took me thirty fucking minutes," he rolled his eyes while chuckling.

"And you drooled on me a bit," he laughed out as you felt his chest rising and falling underneath your head before you quickly pulled yourself out of his grip to look him in the eyes.

"No, I didn't!" your hand flew to your mouth as you kept your voice down as much as you could.

"No, you did but it's alright," he said while still laughing at your reaction.

"That's so embarrassing," you buried your blushing face in the palms of your now sweaty hands.

You took a glimpse of Chris through your fingers since his laughing got louder by the second and you saw him grabbing his left chest as his head fell back while loud laughs erupted from his throat. You could look at him like that forever and you'd never get tired of him being genuinely happy.

"It's fine Y/n, really. Now we're even," he patted your back.

"What do you mean?" your head slowly lifted itself up again.

"Do you remember when I licked your hand?"

"Oh yeah," you giggled as the memory of that night replayed in your head.

"Are we fine again?" you asked a bit more shy than you actually wanted to.

"Yes, we are," Chris embraced you one more time before letting you go again with a soft kiss on your temple.

"Who wants PANCAKES!!"