Kengo reluctantly let Ryusei pull away from him completely, settling in against the pillows and putting his hands in his lap. He didn't feel quite as uncomfortable before. To be honest, Kengo felt pleasantly content for the first time in as long as he could remember. There were still small stresses pulling at him -- like what they were going to do and how he was going to ever explain this if word got out -- but he'd said he would try to worry about it later. Kengo fidgeted slightly, the small smile still on his face. It was something he couldn't get to go away if he tried, which made him hope that no one else from the club would see him anytime soon. Seeing an expression like that on him was bound to raise suspicion.

"If you can't get it fixed today, we'll figure something out tomorrow. You don't have to rush." It was the complete opposite of how Kengo had been earlier, with his high-strung attitude and his obsession with keeping everything in top running shape at all times. The change was really only because he knew that Ryusei would most likely continue being in his panicked mode for quite awhile. Another stress was something Ryusei didn't need.

"You can still call me if you need anything." Kengo knew Ryusei wouldn't call, but he kept the offer there for some hint of normalcy. Time away from each other to sort out their thoughts was probably the best option right now.

Putting his hands down on the bed, Kengo laid back down and pulled the sheet up, distracting himself with fixing his pillow. His head didn't hurt anymore, but resting wasn't a bad idea -- as long as he could fall asleep.