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Lemon #6: Suoh Mikoto

Extended Ending

Potential Trigger Warning!

This particular extended ending contains themes of hangovers and/or vomit so if either of those things could offend or trigger you in any way I would recommend that you don't read this one.

I heaved again, angling my head downwards so that the contents of my stomach would end up only in the toilet that I was crouched next to and not onto the floor of the bathroom. When I thought it safe to lift my head, I did so just to reach for a tissue to hastily wipe at my mouth.

God, I was stupid.

I was so fucking stupid.

While part of my brain felt only sleep deprived and foggy, the other half was in awe at the turn of events last night. Had I actually… slept with the King? Goodness Gracious, I had been so drunk the night before that now I couldn't even remember most of what had happened the previous night. And now I was paying for those extra couple drinks with a Goddamn hangover.

Not the ideal morning after, especially when I'd spent the night with someone like…

"K-King!" I announced squeakily as the still groggy, tussled-haired, shirtless Red King stepped into the doorway. Wow, this was embarrassing. For a man who held his liquor so well, he must be silently laughing at my very apparent intolerance.

But instead of a short, stinging retort like I expected, he just slowly walked over to the sink and wet a small hand towel under the faucet. Then, squatting down beside me, he used the towel to gently wipe at my chin. I just sat there, fairly surprised for a second before relaxing at the attention.

That relaxation was short lived though as I felt another wave of nausea hit me hard. I gripped his wrist and moved it away from me so as not to get anything on him before I turned my head and heaved once again into the toilet bowl. Despite the pain and embarrassment I was feeling, I appreciated his support as his hands took ahold of my hair and held it back from my face.

Unfortunately for both of us, this process repeated several more times before I finally felt rid of the nausea. I would hide my face as best as I could while I effectively emptied my stomach. Afterwards I would reach up and flush it away as Mikoto would release my hair and wipe at my chin. When this awful procedure was finally over, I was able to use his shoulder to get me standing up on my unsteady feet. One arm around my waist for support, he used the other to fill a paper cup with water and hand it to me.

"Don't swallow." Were his instructions.

Nodding, I followed his vague directions and swished the water around my mouth to rid myself of the taste. I huffed tiredly after I spit out the water, leaning against him and burying my face into his chest childishly. I could have sworn I heard him chuckle a bit before I felt the soft press of lips against my sweaty forehead as he left a tender kiss upon my brow.

"(Y/n)…" I looked up at the mention of my name, finding myself mesmerized by the emotions I saw in Mikoto's eyes. As bad as it sounds… I never knew he could show that much affection in one glance. In a heartbeat, he seemed to understand what he'd revealed to me so his arm around my waist began tugging me towards the stairs. "C'mon. Izumo'll fix you something."

I smiled at him whole-heartedly as we made our way towards the stairs and just before we began our decent I leaned up to kiss his jaw in thanks. I may not look my best in that moment because of the previous passionate night plus the hour or so of heaving into a toilet bowl but I had to admit;

That look he gave me sure made me feel like the most beautiful girl out there.

Cheesy endings are cheesy but maybe it's okay?