It's You Who...

Drinking a little, Jake spoke, "I had a weird dream."

"Cough! D-Dream?" Noah asked nonchalantly.

Jake pressed his temples and spoke, "But it felt real."

Noah understood Jake must be talking about the kiss but felt relieved that Jake thought it was a dream. 

"Happens sometimes. One should not think about any weird dreams." Noah suggested. 

Jake stopped drinking and looked at Noah, "When did you return last night?"

"I was a little late. When I returned, you were in a deep sleep," Noah answered. 

"Where did you sleep?" Jake asked as he stared at Noah coldly.

Noah chuckled, "What do you mean where? I slept in my room." 

Before Jake could ask anything further, Noah asked, "Why did you sleep here? Do you want to prove that I treat his highness as a lowly self and can't even provide him a room?"

"I didn't want to forget I had to leave this place soon," Jake replied as this is what exactly Noah said when Jake came here.