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

The start of a long day.

Black hat drags both of us into my room, shutting the door behind him.
"Black hat! Dem saw us!" I say ripping my hand from his.
"And?" He says annoyed.

"She saw us running off together into my bedroom, she's going to get the wrong idea!"
"Good, maybe now she won't burst in here un-announced." He chuckles.

"This isn't funny! I cant believe-" Realization hit me and I stop in my tacks.
"Wait... where's my bag?" I say frantically looking around.
"Did Dem see my face?!" I say panicked
Black hat gives me a unamused look and sticks his finger out, pointing at my face.
I look at him confused.
He sighs and pokes my forehead. "You're wearing it."

I reach my hand up to touch my face and he's right, I had it on this whole time, although I don't remember putting it on...
Black hat notices my confusion. " I put it on you before you we left, did you really not notice?" He says, trying and failing to hide his amusement.
"no." I say quietly, trying to think back.

"Although the fact that I hadn't even thought of putting it on myself worries me.
What if I hadn't notice? What if dem saw me? What if-"
"No need to worry about it now." Black hat says plainly, interrupting me.
"But!" I protest.
"No." He says sternly
I frown at him.

He sighs. " Flug, you've made it through your entire villain career without showing your face, I doubt you'll mess it up anytime soon."
"But I JUST did! I slipped up! if you hadn't... " I say trailing off
He groans.

"Flug. it's okay. you didn't 'slip up'. " he saying as he pulls me into a hug.
I feel my cheeks get warm, and I'm not sure if it's because I'm flustered or embarrassed.

"Even if you did." He pulls my chin up so my eyes meet his.
"I'll be here to fix it for you~"

I feel myself turn bright red.
He's looking at me so intensely, I can't help but feel my chest tighten.
I know I have feelings for him, but when he says things like that.
I can't help but feel like I'm falling for him even more...

I laugh nervously, and take a step away from him, overwhelmed by my own feelings.
He takes a step closer to me, closing the gap I had created between us.
"Flustered doctor?~" He say in a flirty tone.

If I wasn't blushing before, I am now.
"N-no!" I lie.
He smiles and walks closer into me, pushing the both of us against the door.
"Hmmm" He hums. "I'll have to try harder then~"

I squeak in surprise when I suddenly feel his cold hand touch my face.
His fingers drag up my neck into my hair, before finally landing behind my ear.
He uses his free hand to remove my bag.
"Much better." He says with a smirk.
He lifts my chin with his fingers, moving my head left and right, examining my face.
His eyes finally landing on my lips. He uses his thumb to rub over the small cut he had made on my lip, his eyes narrow, then he looks back at me.
"I'm okay." I answer quietly, before he can even ask.

He moves his hand down from my face to my neck, where the other marks he had made are.
He pulls at the collar at my shirt to get a better look, and smiles.
"I like these ones."

"You like seeing my bruised?" I say in a fake offended tone.
"Not at all." he quickly replies.
"A hickey and a bruise are two completely different things." he says smugly.

I push him away from me, trying and failing to hide my embarrassment.
"I don't know HOW you can say things like that with a straight face." I say embarrassed.
"Now dear, we both know that there's nothing straight about this." He says proudly
"Enough." I say firmly.
I try to not laugh at his stupid joke, not wanting to encourage him.
(who even taught him that??)

He smiles at me knowingly. "You're very bad at hiding your expressions"
"I don't know what you're talking about." I say as I wiggle past him.
I cough, trying to compose myself.
"We're suppose to be going to bed."