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

Poor choices & coffee

~Flug's pov~

I rub my face, and I start to wake up.
Even though I've slept, I feel exhausted...

The memories of what happened last night are still foggy...

With my eyes still closed, I feel around the bed,
When my hand doesn't make contact with anything, I jolt up.

Quickly sitting up,
My eyes scan the unfamiliar room.

I sigh in relief when my eyes land on black hat.

He gives me a concerned look.
He's still in the exact spot he was sitting in last night...

"Are you... alright?" He says worried.

"Yeah, yeah, I just-" I rub the tiredness out of my eyes.
"Forgot I spent the night in your room."

"Did you sit up all night?" I say, still feeling a bit groggy.

He smirks at me.

"Technically no, you didn't fall back asleep until morning."

He points at the window.

The curtains were closed, but I can see the sun shining through the gaps.

"And you let me??
Why didn't you wake me up!" I say embarrassed.

"And miss the opportunity to catch up on my reading? never."

"Besides, I recall you saying you wouldn't fall asleep."
He says smugly

"I don't remember much of anything from last night."
I say, crossing my arms.

He sighs in defeat.

"Yes, well, that's what happens when you get wasted."
He teases

"I don't NOT get wasted." I say annoyed.

"Says the man who can't remember the night before and woke up in someone else's bed."
He laughs evilly

Shit.
This does look bad.

"You drank more than I did!"
I say annoyed, but mostly embarrassed.

"I'm not a light weight~" he says teasingly

"Yeah well, do YOU remember everything that happened last night?"
I say defensively

He thinks for a moment.

"Everything."
He smiles devilishly

I look away, feeling embarrassed.
Truth be told, I don't remember everything that happened last night,
...
But I do remember alot.

I try to recollect what had happened,
I remember black hat carrying me here,
Then it's all kinda blurry...

The more I try to remember, the more it comes back to me.
I remember black hat, his nightmare.

I look back at black hat,
I try to scan his face, trying to get a hint as to if he remembers.

"How are you feeling." I ask cautiously

He chuckles lightly
"So you do remember my little episode,
Not my finest moment, I must admit" He says annoyed with himself.

I give him a look, encouraging him to go on.

He looks away from me, turning his focus back to his book.
"I'm doing better now."
He says quietly, almost as if he was embarrassed.

The book in his hand catches my eye.

"What are you reading?" I say narrowing my eyes, trying to get a better look at the cover.

"Nothing." He says deadpan.