The only reason Tetchō is holding himself together is because he knows he doesn't need to; they're alone, so he can move at any time. He almost does when Jouno's touch turns lighter, and he wants more, but then those fingers brush his hip, and the conversation is nice, so Tetchō holds back again. He likes it when Jouno admits he's tired, although that does make him worry a bit, too. Not that sleep deprivation has ever been a problem for any of them, but they're always at their best well-rested.

Maybe he can convince Jouno to sleep together. Nobody will know, right? (They probably will. They usually do.)

"Did you think I'd smell nice after fighting all day?" There's blood and sweat and whatever other grime; even Tetchō can smell it, so it must be much worse for Jouno. But he blinks, interested, when Jouno offers to bathe him. Shifting his body to face Jouno better, Tetchō focuses on his face, and while it's not the first time they've helped each other wash, this is... a little more public. Much less familiar, and somehow different.

He likes it. He likes when Jouno helps him bathe, too, even though the scrubbing is vigorous and bordering on violent. Tetchō can handle it, and he always comes out feeling very, very clean. And Jouno seems to be more amiable to stay close to.

"Can I bathe you after?" It's Tetchō's yes, which was the answer he was always going to give.