Kaito raised and eyebrow at the sudden change. Smiling he straightened and moved his twitching hands into his jean’s pockets. “Better.”
He broke and sighed. “I’m sorry but I’m going to assumed I called or you came over last night. I don’t really remember much when I drink Whiskey. It’ll come in blurred pieces but a full memory won’t come back. I’m sorry for what ever I did, or said or …yeah.”
By the time he finished his apology he was blushing. “How about some breakfast? I made omelets and some Earl Grey … and … “
He felt like he was stalling. The whole situation reminded him of that one time he passed out at a one night stand. That morning was a jumble mess. He froze at that thought. WAIT! He didn’t sleep with Hakuba?! Right? Placing a trembling hand to his mouth he felt his face flush completely.
Timid and awkward, Hakuba pulled himself into a sit on the couch and ran a hand through his hair, attempting in vain to rid himself of some of the bed head. It was only mildly successful, but he put on a forced smile anyway.
“Breakfast sounds wonderful, actually… especially the Earl Grey. Thank you, Kuroba-kun,” he said, then bit his lip as he considered the rest of what he’d said. “And, ah, don’t worry about last night… you just needed a quick patch job, and I fortunately had my med kit at hand, so… it was just…” Hakuba shrugged, helplessly. “You know… my duty, or something…"