Ennoshita's POV
After our session, I walked Tanaka back to his apartment and made sure he was all comfortable and not in pain before leaving. I got back to the center early and didn't have another patient for at least a half an hour, so I went to the break room.

"Hey. Get back from that one guy's appointment?" My coworker, Sugawara, asked. I smiled faintly, pouring myself some coffee and adding probably more sugar and cream than there was coffee in the mug.

"His name is Tanaka. And yes."

"How's he doing?"

"He's doing a lot better already. It's only been about a week and it's amazing to watch his progress!" I beamed, Suga giving me a smirk.

"...What's that look for?" I asked, sipping my coffee.

"You're talking a lot more passionately about this guy than any other patient."

"O-Oh, well I mean.. I care about all my patients! And it's just great to get to see Tanaka getting some of his freedom back. He's only my age you know."

"Mhm. He's the only one I've ever seen you making special house calls to though."

"Oh be quiet. Don't act like I haven't noticed you being "friendly" with your own patient. What's his name, Daichi?"

"....I don't know who you're talking about." He said, sipping his own drink. I laughed, smiling back at him.

"Oh you know the one. The one who's all muscle. The one who's a police officer and is here because he was injured in the line of duty. The one who you flirt intensively with."

"....I..."

"That's him, right?"

"...Shut up." Suga said with a red face, walking out of the break room after snagging a cookie. I laughed, shaking my head and sitting down. I quietly sipped my drink before tapping my fingers on the table in thought. Hm, I don't know if we have soccer balls here. I only had this volleyball since I have a niece who used to play.

I could go out and buy a soccer ball. I had some time before Wednesday. I wonder if Tanaka ever used to really play soccer, he's clearly a previous volleyball player. 100% I know that he'll gain enough strength back to play a game. And he's obviously good enough to win. And I wanna be there with him when he does.

Tanaka's POV
I groaned a little bit. I had a lot of fun, admittedly, with my therapy session today. But now that I wasn't moving, my muscles felt like they were stiffening a bit. Ennoshita said that if I got a lot of tightening in my calves or back, I could roll up a blanket or a towel really tightly and use it. He gave me a paper that showed me how... but where'd I put it.

I searched through the papers I left in my room before finding it. I grabbed a large towel and tightly wrapped it until it was a firm cylinder. I got down on a clear spot on the floor and sat a bit on the towel before slowly stretching my legs straight. Ugh, I could feel the slight straining feeling of stretching, but it felt nice. With the rolled towel, I had to put my arms down on the ground to avoid falling, but let it slip a little to further the stretch of my legs.

After repeating this several times, my body felt better. I left the towel rolled up and put it aside with the paper before changing and climbing into bed. It wasn't that late, but I was pretty tired. I grabbed my phone and my earbuds, turning some music on while staring at the ceiling in thought.

I couldn't help but kinda smile about today. The things Ennoshita told me. And our little "deal" he made with me. It was a silly thing. It was probably something that he did a lot with other patients to try and motivate them to work at their goals. He seems like the kind of person to do that. He was caring. He really did care about his patients' well-being. So much so he was coming over here and rearranging our scheduling for our appointments...

I felt a bit guilty. I could have transport if I really wanted to. And I didn't want to keep making Ennoshita walk all the way out here, or drive, or whatever he was doing, just for me. Yeah I was paying him but it'd be a lot easier for him if I just would suck it up and go to that center. But I felt embarrassed being there. It felt like other patients or therapists were staring at me. And what if I fell or did something dumb? Surely I'd be the talk of the staff for a while.

I groaned to myself, grabbing a pillow and hugging it over my chest. Maybe I should just suck up the embarrassment for Ennoshita. That center did have a really nice outdoor area, probably for people who wanted to do walks around outside. So, I guess we could always do our appointments out there instead of the park. It'd surely be a lot less work for Ennoshita. And it wasn't THAT much more work for me. Because of my 'disability', I had free transport. But again, I felt dumb using it.

No, no it wasn't fair to Ennoshita to keep making him waste his time and or gas money just because I'm afraid of looking like an idiot. I pulled my phone up and looked up the center. It wasn't going to close for another few hours. Eh, I could probably stay awake until then. Once the center was closed, I'll let Ennoshita know that I can just come to him for our appointments instead. I just hope he doesn't get upset at me.