It was a heavy feeling—this… being physically tired. His arms swung like lead at his sides, and he was finding it difficult to climb the steps to his apartment. His eyes drooped dangerously but even the small shock of almost falling backwards didn't jolt him awake. He wasn't sure how he got to his door, or how he unlocked it, but he was sure he probably fell asleep for a few seconds while toeing off his shoes.

The apartment was dark; he wasn't sure he could remember where the switch was—not that it would've helped since he couldn't seem to open his eyes. He used the wall to guide him along the room until his shins hit the edge of the bed where he collapsed gratefully onto a body. …Wait. Wha—?

"Ren." That was Abe speaking. Abe was here. …Why was Abe here again?

"You gave me a key, stupid." Oh. So he did.

Warm arms wrapped securely under his arms and tugged him up the bed a little. Exhaustion set in again, but he just wanted to—yes, there; he tucked his head beneath Abe's sharp chin and heaved a huge sigh. Heat enveloped him; it took a moment for him to realize Abe had wrapped them up in the comforter.

"Long day?"

"Mmm…" His cool cheeks pressed into Abe's skin and a heated shiver raced down his spine when Abe's long fingers threaded pleasantly through his hair.

"Go to sleep."

Mihashi didn't reply, just relaxed bonelessly at Abe's side with a wide, jaw-cracking yawn.

"And don't drool on me."