Chapter 18

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As the sun began to peek through the curtains, you slowly opened your eyes, feeling the dull ache of a hangover settling in. You groaned and rubbed your temples, trying to alleviate the pounding headache.

Vanitas was already awake, sitting at the edge of the bed and watching you with a mocking expression on his face. "Good morning, beautiful," he said softly, placing a hand on your forehead to check your temperature. "How are you feeling?"

You groaned again and buried your face in the pillow. "Terrible. My head is pounding, and I feel like I'm going to be sick."

Vanitas got up and walked to the bathroom, returning with a glass of water and an aspirin. "Here, take this. They should help with the headache." He handed you the pills and the glass, watching as you swallowed them down.

Vanitas grinned at you as he handed you a tray of breakfast, complete with toast, eggs, and a steaming cup of coffee. "I figured you might need some fuel to help you recover," he said with a chuckle.

You looked up at him, feeling a rush of surprise and gratitude. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to you. You couldn't remember someone doing something this sweet. "Thank you," you said softly, your voice laced with surprise.

Vanitas smiled warmly at your expression of gratitude, but then quickly waved it off. "Don't get too used to it," he chuckled. "I'm not exactly known for my thoughtfulness."

He leaned over to you and whispered conspiratorially, "And don't tell anyone about this. I'll never hear the end of it if they find out I'm capable of being sweet."

You couldn't help but giggle at his words, feeling grateful for his gesture and also amused by his reluctance to let others know. Despite his tough exterior, it was clear that there was a softer side to Vanitas that he kept hidden from most people.

As you both enjoyed your breakfast, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. The events of the previous night may have been unexpected, but you couldn't deny the connection that had formed between you and Vanitas.

As you finished up your breakfast, there was a knock at the door. Vanitas got up to answer it, and you heard Noé's voice calling out a greeting. "Hey, guys! Hope I'm not interrupting anything important."

Vanitas chuckled as he opened the door. "No worries, Noé. We were just finishing up breakfast. Come on in."

Noé entered the room, looking refreshed and energetic. "So, what's the plan for today?"

You smiled at Noé, glad to see him. "Maybe we could go for a walk through the park this afternoon and have a picnic. Nothing too crazy, just something calm for my hangover."

Noé's face lit up at the mention of a picnic. "That sounds perfect! I'll go grab a blanket and buy some snacks. You guys can meet me in the lobby in an hour?"

"Sounds good to me," you said, nodding in agreement. "How about you, Vanitas? You in?"

Vanitas shrugged. "Sure, why not? It could be a nice change of pace from all the running around we've been doing."

You turned to Noé, "Do you have a specific park in mind?"

Noé thought for a moment before replying, "How about we go to Luxembourg Gardens? It's close by and I've heard it's beautiful."

You nodded in agreement. "Sounds good. I'll go ahead and get ready. Meet you guys in the lobby in an hour?"

Noé and Vanitas agreed, and Noé headed back to his room to prepare for the day.

As Noé headed back to his room, Vanitas turned to you and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. You were surprised by the gesture, but pleasantly so. "What was that for?" you asked, a smile playing at the corners of your lips.

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