[This is very much happening to Atem in a whirlwind of I was going to drink tea in a bath and now I'm being blown, Ryou and I switched which of us was the Tumblr introvert and extrovert, oh god he's been down there a minute, is he alri--i--ight--

Ryou comes back up and Atem's more than a little flushed and breathless, the color of the tea they both forgot across his cheeks and ears and chest. He's done his best to keep quiet -- he knows the neighbors can hear them in here! -- which didn't help the breathlessness.

He catches Ryou when Ryou collapses against him, wrapping his arms under Ryou's.]

H-hey, don't give yourself a headache for me...

[He doesn't know what's happened, yet. There wasn't a problem at all when Ryou was a naga, so Atem assumed his fears about being designed as a deadly lure were unfounded. He rubs gentle circles on Ryou's back.]

It's okay. Take a moment, and catch your breath! We can take this somewhere else, if you like...