Post Mastermind Blitzø getting more successful from IMP and renting a 2 bedroom apartment. Showing off the second bedroom and surprising them that he also got another mattress. Stolas is happy for Blitzø to get off the beanbag chair until Blitzø starts explaining, "I know it's not some fancy-ass royalty sized one, so it might be a little small for those long-ass legs of yours but--"
Stolas quickly figuring out that this is literally a bed for him specifically, and Blitzø plans to sleep on the couch again, and he is very not okay with this because he feels like a burden anyway. It turns into a minor disagreement and eventually Stolas caves because the more he refuses, the more Blitzø is convinced something's wrong with the bed that Stolas doesn't want to admit, and now he feels ungrateful. He spends a couple nights in that room but it's isolated, foreign: it's a bed but not the bed he had literally his entire life. This must be what people feel like when they're at an unfamiliar hotel. Eventually one night Blitzø crashes early, and Stolas carries him to the bed, tucks him in, and goes to sleep on the couch himself.
He wakes up at 2 am with Blitzø sitting on the arm of the couch, lizard mode/barely alert and looking like he's had a mild panic attack. Once he realizes Stolas is awake, he tries to swap sleeping spots back. Another, very groggy disagreement ensues, until Blitzø just slumps over and falls asleep against Stolas' legs. This situation occurs a few times, and half the time Blitzø falls asleep so hard he's purring and can't be woken up. The last time it happens, the reason Blitzø mumbles for not wanting the bed is, 'It smells like you.'
The next day Stolas surprises him. He finally figured out how to work the washer and dryer - he had to clean up the spilled detergent, and there might be some bubbles clinging to the ceiling, sorry. And he's pretty sure the fitted part of the bedsheet has some kind of magic that made all the sides short sides, so it's not on correctly- but he has all the sheets and pillows and even the blanket washed and dried. He fidgets. "I'm sorry, Blitzø. I didn't realize I had a ... smell... You should have told me. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
Blitzø badly trying to explain that no, that wasn't what he was trying to say. The problem was he woke up in a bed that smelled like Stolas, but Stolas wasn't there, and it made him panic, and it got worse when he realized that Stolas was instead squashed onto a couch in the next room feeling like he wasn't supposed to be there.
Loona finally chiming in, "You know if you just split the stupid bed you could end all this. It doesn't mean you have to be fucking in it."