Kagami couldn't recall what he'd dreamed about. Only that it had been dark and clawing and suffocating. That is, until he'd been struck hard from behind. Hard enough to knock the air out of him. This, he now surmised, must have been when he had fallen to the floor.

It seems he'd gotten his legs helpless tangled, for they were still on the bed. The rest of him, however was now painfully angled to the floor. He was seeing stars, and it wasn't just from the new view of the window. He wondered how best to get himself out of this new predicament with as the least amount of painful effort possible while shifting his legs a bit.

Gravity decided for him. He couldn't help but cry out as the lower half of his body, legs relinquished by the covers, slammed downward. For a few moments he gritted his teeth, paralyzed with agony. His sides were howling in agony and he arched with his eyes closed, panting at the pain. He barely heard the door opening and the footsteps that came up to him. He did, however, flinch as two hands started gripped his shoulders.

"Oi!"

Kagami winced, trying to squirm away as the hands shook him gently.

"Oi! Answer me!"

Eyes snapping open Kagami found he was looking up at a very different Tendou-face than he was used to seeing.

"I…I'm all right. I just…fell out of bed"

When Kagami had first looked at him, Tendou's face had looked drawn and pale. But perhaps it had just been the moonlight from the window. The expression he had thought he saw slipped away in a moment anyway, seeming to soften when Kagami answered. Kagami even thought he saw the thin shoulders slump a bit. The fingers on his shoulders certainly felt more lax before Tendou leaned back. He then ducked his head as if annoyed he'd shown worry.

Tendou sighed. The pain had lessened in Kagami enough to be amused at how much sighing Tendou had been doing that lately.

"Ooh, what a clumsy fellow."

Kagami snorted. It was kind of funny. It'd be more funny if he didn't feel like he'd just added a new bruise to his entire back side, but still.

"You're soaked"

Ah? Kagami shifted. He was feeling a bit chilly. It must have been a horrible dream to have sweated so much. He was kind of glad he didn't remember it all.

Tendou was now standing up, examining the state of the bed.

"As is the bed. Did you have a nightmare again?"

Kagami made a curious noise at him from the floor. Again? Tendou merely shook his head, stripping the covers off and tossing them to the floor. Kagami watched him for a bit, half amused and half annoyed that the furniture was the first to be treated.

"Oi…what are you doing?" Well, Kagami didn't want to move around too much anyway. The floor was carpeted, at least.

"It's cold tonight. I'll have to change the sheets"

How considerate, thought Kagami as the dragged ends of the sheets skimmed over his face when Tendou carried them over to a hamper. But, instead of leaving to collect new sheets, Tendou once again crouched to his side.

"Your turn" Tendou offered him a hand up. Wondering how they were going to pull this off, Kagami grabbed on. In a smooth, practiced motion Tendou pulled Kagami's arm over his shoulder and started to lift him up, other hand wrapped around his waist. Leading/supporting him, Tendou walked slowly over to what Kagami had thought was a closet door.

Kagami made a surprised sound as it slid open to reveal a bathroom a quarter the size of his apartment. He stared at his reflection on the giant mirror above the sink, grossed out by how grubby he looked. There was a shower and a bathtub. It was all pristinely clean too, like the rest of the house, and Kagami was still in a bit of awe as Tendou gently sat him on the toilet. The taller man then walked over to the square shaped tub and fiddle with the taps until steamy water started filling the basin.

"Tendou?" Wasn't it a little late for taking a bath?

"Obaachan said…there is no more relaxing a feeling than lying in a clean bed"

Kagami made a confused noise in his throat. Tendou turned to regard him over his shoulder.

"I'm changing all the sheets."

It took a moment for him to get it. Oh! He means my clothes.

…WHAT?! Suddenly Kagami was very self-conscious. Tendou, of course, noticed. Crossing his arms in an annoyingly amused manner, he leaned against the bathroom wall smirking slightly at Kagami's distress.

"Why so shy all of a sudden? Who do you think changed your clothes earlier?"

"That was…I mean, a bath is…quit jerking me around!" Kagami was not in the mood for this. His back pain had dulled to a slight throb but his head was still aching. Seeming to take pity on him, Tendou uncrossed his arms and reached for something on a shelf next to the tub.

"I assume you can at least bathe yourself?"

"O-of course!" He had been teasing him! That…that…Tendou Souji!

A delicious smell wafted to Kagami's nose then. Tendou had poured something from the bottle he had retrieved into the still filling basin. Funny, he'd never pictured the Man Who Walked the Path of Heaven to be the type to like bubble baths.

Kagami was, however. Not that he'd ever admit it until under direct threat of torture. Mmm…and it had a soft, scent. Was this lavender? Kagami went into a sort of happy trance, eyes closed and enjoying the smell when the calming sound of falling water suddenly stopped. Snapping out of it, Kagami looked up as Tendou started walking his way.

It was…awkward, a bit painful and sometimes ticklish. All in all, it felt a bit too personal. Tendou had politely averted his eyes and had only helped in the most needed parts of the disrobing. Tendou, carrying clothes and bandages, had then left him to his bath closing the bathroom door behind him. Not before warning Kagami to not fall asleep in the tub, though. He even had the audacity to grin at Kagami's strong denial.

Kagami stiffly eased one leg into the water. It seemed the perfect temperature. Apparently Tendou was the best at drawing baths too. He slid as slowly as possible into the suds wincing as the heated water touched his abrasions. It stung, but he'd bear it for a bath. Finally as immersed as he could get, Kagami relaxed; incredibly comfortable. Unable to prevent a moan of pleasure from slipping out, Kagami leaned his head gingerly against the tiled wall.

There was no ache that scented bubbles couldn't cure. Physical or mental.