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"OUCH!" Soma cried as he clasped his hands around his head. "It hurts so much I can't think straight!"

"Sssh… my prince, let me have a look at it," Agni said softly as he gently pried Soma's hands off his head. He smiled as he felt around on top of his beloved's head.

"AGNI!"

"Sorry, my prince, but you've got a nasty bump there."

Soma's grimace turned into a wry grin. "Mister Sebastian would say I've hopefully knocked some sense in there, no?"

Agni chuckled despite his concern over Soma's injury. "I believe he would, yes." Taking a wet dish cloth, he put it over the bump. "It's good to see that you'll be okay, my prince." He took Soma's hand and placed it over the towel to hold it in place, while he made him a cup of tea.

"Yeah?" Soma said. He watched his beloved khansama putter around the kitchen while the kettle sat on the stove waiting to boil. He felt guilty as he watched Agni sweep up the china that he broke when he knocked his head on an open cabinet door and dropped them. "Do you want me to do that, Agni?"

"It's alright, my prince." He straightened up after dumping the pieces in the dustbin. "From what Mister Sebastian said last time they were here, Master Ciel wasn't very fond of that pattern and that's why it was here." Agni grinned. "But that doesn't mean you can go around breaking the rest of it," he teased as he poured some hot water into the teapot, letting the tea leaves steep.

"Agni!"

"Yes, my prince?"

"As long as you promise not to leave any cabinets open…" Soma started.

"You promise not to beak any more china," Agni finished as they laughed. "Agreed, my prince."

"Good, now is my tea ready? My head hurts."

"Here, you go, my prince." Agni handed him a cup of tea.

"Thanks, Agni." Soma sipped it.

"You're welcome, my prince…"