You groaned as you woke up too a sharp headache. You muttered as you rolled over to your side, curling up tightly.
The room you were in was freezing, and you forgot for a moment what room you were in. You just blinked slightly as the pain seemingly got worse.
A few moments later you felt shuffling beside you, and you looked over as Mikey sat up, stretching his arms out.
He turned to face you, slightly confused as well, before he looked away for a moment then looked back at you.
"Morning" He hummed, turning so that he was facing you.
"Mornin'" You muttered, burying your head into his pillow.
"You feeling okay?" Mikey muttered back, pressing the palm of his hand against your cheek.
"I'm fine. Just a headache."
"Can I get you anything?"
You thought for a second before responding. "Yeah. There's Advil in the bathroom cabinet. Just ask Rivers or someone, he'll get it for you."
Mikey just nodded then paused before standing up, making his way out of the room.
A few minutes later Mikey returned, setting a glass of water and a couple of Advils next to you.
"Here"
"Thanks"
You took the pills with ease, setting the water down and rolling onto your back. You rubbed your eyes, then turned to look at Mikey who was patiently sitting on the bed again.
"How late did we stay up last night?" Was the first thing you managed out. Mikey thought for a moment and shrugged.
"I think the question is how much did we drink last night" he replied.
You shrugged back at him before sitting up.
"Why am I even in here, it's more freezing in here then it was outside last night." You retorted, rubbing the back of your head.
"Out of everything from last night that's the first thing you bring up?" Mikey stated, staring at you.
You merely chuckled in response, then looking down at the sweater you were wearing. It wasn't yours, but it still felt familiar. You looked up at Mikey, confused, before you realized it was his.
"You kept complaining about how cold you were so I threw this on you." He replied, shrugging calmly.
You glanced down at the sweater one more time before returning your glance back to him.
The both of you awkwardly sat in silence on opposite sides of the bed. Mikey let out a quiet sigh.
Clearly neither of you wanted to clear the elephant in the room- so you sat a few more moments before you sat upwards again.
"Uh- what are your plans for today-? I can't imagine your doing much since you just got here- still though" you asked, Mikey looking back at you.
"Oh- yeah I think they're just letting me get settled today. I don't know, we haven't really talked that much about it yet." Mikey admitted, chuckling to himself.
"Why? Did you wanna do something-?" He asked, tilting his head
You shrugged.
"I dunno- just curious I guess" you replied, looking around the room.
You stretched out then laid back down, sighing comfortably. Mikey flopped down next to you, laying on his side with his head propped up on his hand.
"Is it ok if I stay in here for a bit longer?" You muttered, closing your eyes and settling down again.
"Yeah, of course" Mikey murmured, sitting up and smiling softly.
"I'll be out in the living room if you need anything" he said, patting your arm before getting up and leaving the room- leaving the door cracked open.
You watched him leave then rolled over and drifted back up to sleep, curled up in the covers.
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HOLY SHIT I feel bad for like. Not updating since October PLS
also srry ik at the end the writing got like. Kinda dry
I'm not hyperfixated on Weezer rn so <//3
Yeah but yk :) gotta hv some dry parts ig PLSNFLSF
idk what I'm writing anymore sorry I'll see u guys in whatever I write next<3 /gen
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