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Hangover

Schneep x Chase

Chase sat with his back against the wall. Suffering from a bad hangover. Henrik sat next to him quietly. He held out a bottle of water to Chase, he declined.
"You need to drink." Henrik stated firmly.
"I-I'm fine. I already drank enough last night." Chase forced out the joke.
"You know vhat I mean. Zis will help." Henrik said forcing the bottle into Chase's hand. He reluctantly drank it. He felt his head spin a little.
"Vell don't stop, you're dehidrated keeping drinking." Henrik incisted. Chase felt his head fall forward a little.

Henrik grabbed onto his arm. Chase smirked a little.
"I'm fine Schneep. Nothing to worry about man." Chase reasured him.
"Sorry but zhat von't vork on me." Henrik replied seriously. Chase sighed loudly, disapointed in the doctor's inability to understand that he wasn't serious. Early morning sun shined through a window making Chase flinch at the sudden brightness.

Henrik reached out to slightly cover his eyes but Chase grabbed onto it before he made it close to his face. Instead of swatting it away or another thing he held onto his hand. They both sat quietly, Henrik rubbing small circles onto Chase's skin. Chase felt a wave of nausea hit him and started to dry heave. Henrik forced him to drink more water. "I don't think I like water anymore." Chase again joked.
"I get zhat you're coping vith the aftermath of your addiction zhrough comedy but please, stop." Henrik said plainly.
"Harsh." Chase responded.

Henrik forced an exhale.
"Hey I got something out of ya." Chase said noticing his reaction.
"I don't know vhat you're valking about." Henrik played.
"Hey, if I can't joke you can't either!" Chase laughed. It was short because he felt his head spinning again. Henrik noticed and slightly tightened his grip on Chase's hand for reassurance. Chase smiled weakly.
"Thanks for caring doc." Chase said quietly.
"Immer, meine Liebe." Henrik smiled.