Chapter 21 || Winning

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My eyes refused to open, through shut lids I could tell my rooms florescent lights were turned on, which meant a whole lot of pain was about to come my way. I moved slightly, groaning audibly as my head pounded. My mind painfully tried to remember the events of last night, but only bits and pieces jumbled together incoherently. Oh gods.

I remembered drinking, a lot, which was the cause of my apparent and horrible hangover. My mind silently prayed I didn't completely embarrass myself, although the amount I drank was most definitely cause for outward stupidity. 

I inhaled deeply before slowly allowing my eyes to open, the light painfully pierced them causing me to wince. I fought through the pain brought on only by my previous actions, hangovers were a cruel way of punishing all wrongdoings. 

Once my eyes adjusted and the sting from the bright light wore off, I was able to peer around my surroundings while simultaneously attempting to remember how I got into my room in the first place. I vaguely remember being carried, Kylo most likely brought me to my bed which is really sweet of him. 

Groggily I made my way to the bathroom, still having no clue what time of day it was, I mentally prepared myself to see an absolute train wreck staring back at me in the mirror, but much to my surprise I didn't look half bad. Granted my hair was unkempt and there were large bags placed under my eyes, but other than that I looked normal. Hmm suspicious. 

Figuring Kylo would be able to fill in the blanks, I dragged my body into our common area. He was sat at the kitchen counter, happily sipping on some sort of hot beverage. I resented him for how content he appeared, whilst I stood struggling to even move or think. 

"Good afternoon." He spoke deeply, looking up at me. His voice punctured my eardrums, causing more pain to engulf my mind. 

I didn't respond, only made my way over in his direction, taking a seat in an empty chair close by. Once my body hit the bottom of the chair I hunched over and groaned, earning an amused chuckle from Kylo. 

"Glad you find this amusing." I huffed, wincing at the sound of my loud voice. 

"Did you have a good time?" He asked casually, his tone suggested he knew things I didn't which struck fear in my core.

"Probably." I shrugged, letting him know most of the night had left my memories. "So, um, what happened?" 

He leaned back in his chair, his lips twitched up slightly. "A lot."

"Care to elaborate?"

"Not really, no."

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, well can you at least tell me why I woke up in my pajamas and no makeup?" 

His lips twitched again. "That was all you." A beat. "Well, mostly."

"Mostly?" My eyebrows scrunched together as I fought to remember. 

He exhaled. "You fell asleep on the way to our quarters, I was just going to put you in bed and let you deal with all of that in the morning." His hand gestured around my face and body. "But then you woke up and insisted you get comfortable before you sleep." 

I chuckled, picturing Kylo dealing with me being all high maintenance was something I wish I remembered. Then my eyes widened as I let out a small gasp. 

"Did you watch me change?" For some reason thinking Kylo had seen me naked made me somewhat uneasy. When he sees that it will be because I want him too - kriff, if he sees that, if. 

"Don't worry I turned around." He reassured me, I let go of a breath.  "Although you really aren't shy when you're intoxicated." He mused. 

"What does that mean?" My eyes widened again. 

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