Of course, it wasn't as light-hearted as he thought it would be!
Blake reverted into his original appearance, and the moment the transformation finished, his legs seemed to forget what they were supposed to be doing.
His balance disappeared completely.
"Whoa—"
Before he could stumble properly, a pair of arms caught him.
"Thanks, Myles...!"
He sighed heavily, leaning against him without even bothering to straighten himself. His face pressed against Myles' chest as he let out another exhausted breath.
"Damn, this feels so tiring...!"
Myles looked down at him.
"Be careful, stand up straight."
Myles stared at him.
Blake lifted his head slightly.
"... C'mon, this was so intense for me."
Myles let out a light breath, guiding him toward the couch. Then, he made him sit down.
He slumped onto the couch next to Alexis. Blake glanced at him, then at his shoulders.
"Hey, I could use some massage right now... how about you do it?"
