He rolled in his queen bed, protected in the abandoned hotel you’d set up camp at, waking up for the third time in a row with some sort of sticky substance soaking his underwear. A pillow was hastily bunched up between his thighs he noticed, but he couldn’t remember putting it there. He groaned upon feeling the now cold fluid against his skin, unmounted the cushion and got up to clean himself off.

The situations definitely had to do with the dreams, he concluded, stepping into a new pair of briefs. What the dreams entailed, however, he never could remember… only that you seemed to be a reoccurring element.

Now, normally, he’d just ask Yuji what was going on with his body, but you and Choso were assigned to trek through Shibuya’s ruins alone, exterminating the curses left behind in the wreckage. Somehow he sensed this was something to be kept secret from you, at least for now.