Villainous Fanfiction ~ Sick [PaperHat]

Chapter 2 ~ Comfort

After about 10 minutes of Flug cuddling into Black Hat's chest, Flug decided that he wanted to go back into his room. "S-sir, if it's o-okay with you.. c-can I go back into my room?" "No. Follow me." Was his response. Black Hat stood up, so did Flug. Black Hat noticed that Flug was becoming drowsy, and so picked him up and carried him to Black Hats room. A blush spread across Flug's face, he was lucky to have the remains of his bag to cover his face. Flug had never been to Black Hat's room before, and to be honest, he didn't want to go there. But now he was here. Black Hat layed him on his bed, allowing him to get comfortable. Flug pulled the blanket over himself, sighing. He took off his bag and hid his face with his hands.

 After 15 minutes, Flug STILL couldn't sleep. Black Hat knew what he wanted, yet he rejected the complete idea of it. Until Flug asked. "S-sir.. Do y-you mind.. er.. j-joining me?" Flug asked. Damn, the sight was so cute. Black Hat couldn't resist it. It was adorable, Flug curled up in bed, practically begging for comfort. So, Black Hat took off his shoes and joined Flug. Flug sighed happily and leaned into his boss's chest. He noted how cold Black Hat was. It didn't take long for the small scientist to get to sleep, as he had spent the entire day vomiting his guts, and if had worn him out. Black Hat looked down at his scientist, a low purr coming from his own chest. He felt reassured that Flug was okay. And, God, he looked so cute. Snuggling into his chest, his stomach rising and dropping slowly. Black Hat couldn't resist stroking Flug's head gently, reminding Flug that Black Hat was here for him. Even in his sleep, Flug relaxed into his boss's touch, smiling at him gently.

And then things escalated. Flug woke suddenly, feeling liquid rising up through his chest. He wanted to wake up Black Hat, but he'd fallen asleep and looked peaceful, so Flug left him be. He panicked, unsure of what to do. His boss had gripped his hand, and wrapped his arms across his stomach, therefore Flug couldn't escape. He wriggled, the liquid close to escaping. Then it happened. He vomited all over his boss. HIS OWN BOSS. God, he was dead. He was s o dead. Flug freaked, still wiggling, his own vomit dripping from his boss' hat. Somehow, he managed to escape Black Hat's grip, and ran to the shower. He had a quick wash and got himself into his clothes. He also pulled himself on a new bag. There was no use in going back to sleep. He may as well start working on his new blueprint. Flug wondered what his boss would actually think when he woke.

As Black Hat woke, the first thing he noticed was the horrible stench coming from.. himself. Odd. And then he realized, Flug was gone. He gagged at the smell and took off his hat, running his hand through his hair. It had been a while since he had last taken off his hat. It felt good, not having the constant pressure on his head. It wasn't going to last very long though, as he put the pieces together in his mind. With a look off horror and sympathy on his face, Black Hat sighed. He stripped and washed off. He then shoved his clothes and hat into the washer and put on some new clothes, obviously identical to his last pair. Then, with a click of his fingers (literally), he had the exact same hat, yet clean. He placed it on his head, adjusting it to his liking. Then he went, searching for Flug. Of course it wasn't hard to find the scientist, as there was only 2 places he could have possibly gone. The laboratory and his room. There was always the chance he could be elsewhere, but considering he was ill, Black Hat doubted it. Black Hat entered the Lab. And there he was, looking surprisingly clean for what he'd been through.