Leilani.
It took several minutes— if not hours— before I was able to calm Jarek down, and after successfully convincing him over and over again that I wasn't hurt that he'd 'hit' me… that I could never be mad at him, he finally slept off with his large arms wrapped around my stomach, while I could only stare at his peacefully sleeping form, wondering what I could do about his ailment… and hoping to the goddess that he doesn't wake up to another episode.
I do not know for how long I stayed there, listening to his heartbeat and soft snores, but by the time I finally came to again, I realized to my surprise that I was now in his bed, wrapped under the protection of his bedsheets. My jacket was long gone and so were my shoes… and Jarek who seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
