The cure for one is the cure for the other (PaperHat Fic) [Ongoing]

fix me...

We just stood in front of each other, unsure of what's happened, or what to do next.

You need to fix this...black hat said while looking at his hand.
He looked back up at me.
Then suddenly grabbed me by the wrist.
I'm not sure exactly what's wrong with me, but now I'm sure, it has something to do with you! He said in a accusative tone,
forgetting to keep his voice down.

Excuse me?! I say almost offended by his accusation.
I quickly rip my arm away from his grip.
He seemed unwavered by my actions, slowly moving twords me, making me a bit nervous...

It all started when I saw you in the lab. He started.
I didn't say anything i just moved back, growing nervous with the closing distance between us.
When i went to help you,
then when i accidently touched your hand, i felt it.
That's when i decided to patch you up myself,
That's when all these feelings started building up.
That's when this all started!
He said, thinking out loud.

Not sure what to say about his sudden burst of emotional turmoil, i just slowly kept moving away, keeping space between us.

Then, my back hits the wall, i must've been walking backwards more then i thought,
But now I'm out of space...
I look up to see my boss, towering over me, he doesn't seem to have noticed that he's been corning me this entire time.

Flug. He says in an almost desperate tone.
He stopped inches away from me.
I need you to fix this.

I didn't know what to do, here i was, cornered against the wall by my boss,
In the middle of the night, alone,
While he was in some state of emotional distress.
My head was spinning, i couldn't think properly while he was this close.
What could i possibly do?
And why was he blaming me for this?
I didn't do this, i don't know how to fix this!

My thoughts were stopped when i felt him put his hand on the wall next to my head,
trapping me against the wall.
I could feel my mind go blank, all the thoughts that were once bouncing around in my brain were gone.
I was completely focused on the intensity of the moment.
It was a strange feeling, I wouldn't say it was fear, but i was nervous as hell.

I looked up at him to meet his gaze,
our eyes locked, it was just as intense as it was before,
But this time i couldn't look away.
My body seemed to move on its own as i moved my hands twords him,
I placed both by hand on his chest,
The distance between us was so close that my arms were still bent.
I put my hands there, not to push him away, but to keep him from getting closer.
He didn't seem to mind my protest,
as he didn't move any closer, respecting the boundary i had made.
My hands still lingered on him,
He seemed to simply be pleased that i was still touching him.
Or was this all just in me head?
I never had a such an intimate moment with someone before,
And the non verbal communication only intensified it.

B-black hat? The words escaped my mouth.
This seemed to have brought him back to reality, He finally broke eye contact as he moved away from me.
Still feeling completely overwhelmed,
i stayed against the wall, letting it hold all my weight as i recovered.
He took a few steps back, but still lingered close by.
He let me take a few breathes before specking up again.
What's wrong with me? He looked up to me for answers.

What do you think it could be? I asked, genuinely curious about what he thought was happening.
You said that you came here because you thought you knew what it was, right? I said in a reassuring tone, i didn't want him to shut down and hide whatever it was again.
He was doing good.
He just sat there, thinking for a moment.
I-Im not exactly sure, but...
He looks up at me.
I know it has something to do with you.
And that book made me, question things...
Book? I ask
He quickly straightens his posture,
I- don't worry about it! Okay?
He turns around and sits on my bed.