The very next morning, Jason woke up to the smell of bacon. Covering his mouth with his hand, he went downstairs and found Marinette in the kitchen, acting as she usually did in the mornings.
He hesitated for a moment, trying to figure out what she might be thinking or if she even remembered what had happened the night before. But from what he could tell, she seemed completely fine, as if she had no memory of sleeping with her stepson after getting drunk.
'...So she probably doesn't remember that moment? Well, that's... kind of a relief,' Jason thought to himself as he slowly approached her and greeted her calmly. He then grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and drank it all at once.
In fact, he felt more energized than before, with greater stamina and strength.
