Chapter 11
Sebastian knew that as soon as he woke up in the morning, that he’d have one major hangover. So, it didn’t come to any surprise to him that as soon as he got out of bed - or fell out of bed really - that he’d be stumbling straight over to the bathroom to throw up.
Oh, why did I have to have so much to drink last night? He thinks, resting his forehead on the edge of the toilet seat. His head was pounding, and he couldn’t think straight, as he kneels there on the bathroom floor after having emptied the contents of his stomach into the toilet bowl.
He must admit though, he did end up having fun last night, and he supposes that that is the main thing in the end. But he wasn’t planning on drinking as much as he ended up drinking last night. Though, he didn’t drink anywhere near the amount that Bucky did, so he’s got no idea of how bad of a hangover Bucky will have right now. He feels sorry for what Steve will have to deal with.
Once he feels as though he doesn’t need to throw up again, and he feels as though his legs are stable enough for him to get up and go back to bed, Sebastian is slowly getting up off the floor. Though, before he goes straight back to bed, he cleans himself and the bathroom up a little. He doesn’t want to have Chris clean up his vomit for him.
As he makes his way back into his bedroom, he notices Chris walking into the room. Though, he doesn’t feel like acknowledging Chris’s presence in the room right now, as he goes straight to the bed, and getting in, pulling the covers up over his head.
Chris can’t help but frown at Sebastian a little. He looks a mess, and his hair a complete birdsnest. He;s sure got one hell of a hangover right now, Chris can only imagine. Sebastian really shouldn’t have had as much as he had to drink last night.
“Seb, you okay?” Chris asks, making his way over to Sebastian’s side of the bed slowly, setting down the drink bottle full of water that he brought up for him on the bedside table, before carefully lifting up the covers from his head to look at him.
There’s no denying that Sebastian looks miserable right now, and as soon as Chris has dropped Taissa off at school, he’s going to go out and by a few things for Sebastian before coming home and taking care of him. He can’t just leave his omega to be miserable for the whole day.
“Fuck off, Chris.” Sebastian grumbles, tugging the covers from out of Chris’s hand, before throwing it over his head again. He says something else, but Chris doesn’t understand what it was, cause whatever Sebastian had said, he had said it in Romanian.
Chris sighs, looking down at the outline of Sebastian’s body under the blankets. There’s no way that he’s going to be able to get much out of him right now, as Sebastian is so stubborn. Even more so when he’s hungover.
“Seb, I’m just going to go drop Taissa off at school, then I’ll be right back.” He says.
Getting nothing but a grunt in reply, Chris turns, making his way out of the room and downstairs where Taissa is sitting on the couch next to Georgeta. Taissa was already ready to go off to school, but she wanted to say goodbye to Sebastian before Chris took her off to school.
“Daddy? Is mommy awake?” Taissa asks, jumping off the couch and running over to Chris.
“No, sweetie.” Chris sighs. “Mommy isn’t feeling too good right now, and he needs his sleep.” He says.
Taissa whines at that, looking down at the floor. “But I wanna see mommy before I go to school.” She says.
“I know you do, Tai. But mommy needs some quiet time right now.” Chris says. “He’ll still be here when you get home, don’t worry.”
Chris feels as though he might just need to take Taissa upstairs so she can go say goodbye to Sebastian after all as Taissa looks just about ready to protest, when she’s suddenly running past him. Sighing, Chris turns around, going to go get her, but he stops as he sees Sebastian standing there in a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, with Taissa hugging his leg.
“Seb, what are you doing up?” Chris asks, walking over to Sebastian who looked an absolute mess.
He could’ve sworn that when he left their room that Sebastian had fallen asleep rather quick, but he guesses not. But why he’s out of bed now, Chris isn’t sure. Though maybe he want’s to say goodbye to Taissa before she’s off to school. At least, that’s what Chris is hoping, as there’s no way that he’s going to allow Sebastian to take Taissa to school today while he’s in this state.
“Hafta take ‘issa to school.” He yawns, swaying on the spot a little. “Then grocery shopping.”
Chris frowns at that, shaking his head. “No, honey. I’ll take Taissa to school. You just go sleep this off.” He says.
Sebastian shakes his head, looking down at Taissa. “I‘m taking Tai to school.” He says. “Where’s the car keys?”
He’s then walking over towards the kitchen, but he almost trips over his own feet, causing Chris to catch him before he falls to the floor.
“Sebastian, no.” Chris says, holding onto Sebastian as he tries to break free from his arms. “You can’t even walk straight, Seb. What you need right now is rest.”
Sebastian goes to protest, but the stern look that Chris sends him is enough to make him stop. Which takes Chris by surprise, as he was kind of expecting Sebastian to put up more of a fight. But even so, he’s glad that Sebastian has seemed to realize that he can’t take Taissa off to school when he’s like this.
“I’ll go take taissa to school. You just go back to bed, and I’ll bring you back something from the store.” Chris assures him. “You just go sleep off this hangover, okay?”
“B-but grocery shopping…” He trails off, but Chris cuts him off.
“We can go grocery shopping a bit later when you feel more sobered up.” Chris says. “Right now I just want you to go back to bed and get some rest.”
Sighing in defeat, Sebastian nods, before looking over at Taissa. “I’ll see you after school, sweetheart.” He says, before he’s walking over to the couch to sit down for a bit before heading back upstairs.
“Okay, I’ll be back in a few.” Chris states, looking between Sebastian and Georgeta. “Seb, honey. I’ll bring you back a coffee from Starbucks.” He says. “But please go back up to bed and sleep this off.”
Sebastian just hums in understanding, as he moves around on the couch so he’s laying down with his head resting on one of the cushions.
“I’ll make sure he gets back to bed, Chris.” Georgeta assures him, as she moves a little closer to Sebastian and places a hand on his shoulder gently, before she’s saying something to Sebastian in Romanian that Chris doesn’t understand, but he’s assuming it’s got something to do with getting him upstairs and back into bed again soon.
“Okay, Tai.” Chris starts, looking over at Taissa who has walked over to Sebastian. “Say goodbye to mommy and grandma, and then we can go.”
Taissa nods. before kissing Sebastian’s cheek. “Bye, mommy.” She says.
“Have fun at school, sweetie.” Sebastian yawns, sitting up a little to give Taissa a hug.
“Bye, granny!” She says, turning to Georgeta after pulling away from Sebastian’s hug.
“Have fun, dear.” Georgeta says. “And be good.”
“I will!” Taissa promises, running over to Chris’s side, before the two of them are making their way outside to the car.
******
As soon as Chris has dropped Taissa off at school, he’s headed on off to the Starbucks in town to get Sebastian his salted caramel frappucino that he loves so much. Maybe even a little something for himself also, but the main thing he’s getting before he gets back home, is some stuff for Sebastian.
Walking into the Starbucks store, Chris can’t help but cringe slightly at what appears to be a customer who isn’t happy with their order, and is yelling at the young omega behind the counter for getting her drink wrong. Chris sure hates coming in here a lot of the time, he’s got no idea how Sebastian even likes coming to this place once a week to get himself a coffee.
As Chris makes his way to the counter, unfortunately having to stand behind the bitchy customer, he’s quick to notice that the omega that the alpha woman is yelling at, is his boss, Steve Rogers’s daughter, Abigail.
“Hey, what’s going on here?” Chris asks, walking in front of the woman who was yelling at Abigail.
“This stupid omega got my order wrong, that’s what.” The woman says.
“Ma’am. I gave you exactly what you ordered.” Abigail says, trying her best to stay calm, but Chris can tell that she’s almost in tears.
“Listen, I wouldn’t yell at her like that.” Chris almost growls. “Her job is already hard enough without having you yelling at her.” He says. “Now, I suggest you just suck it up, and get out of here. I know for a fact that this girl wouldn’t have gotten your damn coffee order wrong.”
The woman goes to say something else, but doesn’t get the chance to, as one of Abigail’s coworkers is walking towards them. “What’s going on here?” He asks. “Abby, you okay?”
Abigail nods. “I’m fine, Troy. Just, dealing with a customer is all.” She sighs.
“Yeah, one who’s yelling at her for supposedly getting her order wrong.” Chris says, glaring at the woman, who has started yelling once more.
“Look, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” The guy, Troy, says.
“Not until you give me my correct order!” The woman demands. “And I refuse to let that stupid omega make it again.”
“Lady, look. He’s asked you to leave, so you need to get your ass out of here.” Chris says, becoming annoyed.
Oh, how he hates it when he has to come into this fucking place…
“I’d like to speak to the manager.” The woman demands, completely ignoring Chris.
“You’re speaking to him, and he’s telling you to get the fuck out of here.” Troy states, sounding as though he’s already had enough of this woman.
It takes a bit more yelling and arguing, but finally the woman is leaving the store, without a remade coffee or a refund. Chris is honestly very glad that they don’t have to deal with her again, and from the relieved look on Abigail’s face, Chris guesses that she’s glad that that woman is finally gone.
Troy leaves Abigail to it soon after that, telling her if she needs help, to call for him.
“You okay?” Chris asks, eyeing Abigail carefully.
Abigail nods. “Yeah. I’m fine.” She says, before laughing a little. “I’m used to it. We get someone like her in almost every day.”
Chris nods. He knows that customers like that are a real pain in the ass, even though he’s personally never exactly had to deal with any like that.
“I honestly hate working here.” She sighs. “Thank you by the way, Chris.”
Chris smiles at her. “It’s no problem. I wasn’t just gonna let that bitch yell at you like that.” He says.
Abigail smiles at that. “So, what can I get you today?” She asks.
“Uhm, I’ve came in to get that salted caramel frappucino for Sebastian.” Chris says. “Though, I don’t really know how he likes it made, or what size he prefers to get it in.” He admits, mentally cursing himself for not asking Sebastian how he likes his drink made.
Abigail nods. “Don’t worry. I usually serve him when he comes in.” She says. “I know how he likes it made.”
Chris sighs in relief at that, glad to know that she knows how Sebastian likes his salted caramel frappucino.
“How’s your mother feeling this morning?” Chris asks, remembering how Abigail’s mother, Bucky, had drank a bit too much alcohol with Sebastian last night, and the poor guy must have one hell of a hangover right now. Probably worse than the one Sebastian has.
Abigail laughs a little. “Dad could barely even get him out of bed.” She says. “I expect that dad is busy looking after him right now though, if mom isn’t still asleep. Mom was wasted as fuck when they got home last night.” She laughs.
She sets the drink down on the counter in front of Chris once she’s finished making it. Chris isn’t the least bit surprised to find that it looks like one of the larger sizes. He had a feeling that Sebastian liked the larger size, or whatever the fuck this size is called, cause fuck knows what the hell they’re called. Chris barely even steps foot into Starbucks.
“Anything else?” Abigail asks.
Chris looks through all the food options, mentally kicking himself at how expensive the majority of things are, before settling on getting a vanilla custard slice for Sebastian, a caramel slice for Georgeta - Chris is sure she likes those - and a wrap for himself.
Paying for everything, minus the coffee, Abigail saying that it’s on the house for him helping her - which Chris initially refused, but Abigail insisted - Chris is heading off back home.
******
Setting Sebastian’s coffee and vanilla custard slice down on the table next to the bed, where Sebastian is slowly waking up, Chris sits down on the bed next to him.
“Coffee.” Sebastian mumbles tiredly, sitting up and reaching out for the drink.
“Here.” Chris says, handing him the drink and the small brown paper bag with the custard slice. “I got you one of those vanilla custard slice things that you like.”
“You’re amazing, Chris.” Sebastian sighs, leaning against the headboard. “And I’m sorry you had to go into Starbucks to get these for me. I know how much you hate going in there.”
Chris smiles, leaning over to kiss Sebastian on the cheek. “That’s okay, honey.” He says. “Though, trust the one time I had to go in there, there’s some bitchy customer yelling about how her coffee is wrong.” He huffs. “The woman was yelling at Steve and Bucky’s daughter, Abigail.”
Sebastian frowns at that. “Is she okay?” He asks.
Chris nods. “She says she’s used to it.” He says. “She said your coffee was on the house as a thank you for me helping her.”
Sebastian nods, looking down at the coffee. “No wonder it’s the grande size then. Usually I just get the tall.” He says.
“And I have no clue what the sizings are even called.” Chris says. “Why aren’t they just called small, medium, and large?”
“I’ve no idea, Chris.” Sebastian shrugs, sipping at his drink. “Fuck, that’s good.” He mutters.
Chris can’t help but smile at how cute Sebastian is looking right now under the blankets sipping away at his Starbucks with the hood of his hoodie up. Despite still looking like shit from his hangover that looks like it’s worn off a little since this morning, Chris still finds Sebastian to look absolutely adorable right now.
“How you feeling?” Chris asks.
“A little better than earlier.” Sebastian shrugs. “My mom gave me some painkillers for my headache, but I’m really hungry right now.” He says. “Though, my chest is a little sore. But that’s normal when nursing obviously. I’m gonna have to pump out a bottle or two of breastmilk for Sabrina soon though.”
Chris nods, before standing up. “How about I go downstairs and fix you up some breakfast?” He asks.
“Yes please.” Sebastian nods. “I don’t think these will be enough.” He indicates to his coffee and the custard slice. “The coffee is sure to make me go to the bathroom a lot though.” He laughs a little.
Chris nods. “Alright.” He starts, heading towards the door. “I’ll come get you when it’s ready.” He says. “And once you’ve gotten something to eat, I’m gonna take care of you, then a bit later during the day we can head out and do the grocery shopping.”
“Sounds good, Chris.” Sebastian nods.
With that, Chris is headed downstairs and into the kitchen to make breakfast for Sebastian, and probably something for himself as well. He’s got to admit that the wrap that he got for himself at Starbucks wasn’t very filling, and some bacon and eggs sound pretty good right about now.
So right now, all that Chris is going to just make breakfast and look after Sebastian, before they head on out to go do the grocery shopping later.