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that next morning
Ryan fell asleep quickly after letting Esposito crash in the bed with him, their brief banter wearing him out once again. Like he had admitted to Javier, the day had been long and hard, their current case exacting a toll on Kevin mentally if not quite so much physically. A lot of shifting through useless data and trying to find the useful. At least they'd put this one behind them already, solving it through a fluke of luck and rendering most of Ryan's work obsolete. But it was done and for that Ryan was thankful. Now he just wanted to sleep.
So he did, and heavily too. He didn't shift often in his sleep at least and neither did he snore. And if Esposito did either of those two things then Ryan didn't notice them, not tonight.
Morning came and sun started to peek through the window. One bad thing about having an apartment on the eastern side of the building: the sun always got to the window early in the morning. Ryan shifted slightly but he still wasn't ready to get up just yet. The bed was comfortable, and the body pillow he'd snuggled into was warm and compliant to his needs. He was blissfully content to just stay where he was all morning until the afternoon. Maybe longer.
If only.
So he did, and heavily too. He didn't shift often in his sleep at least and neither did he snore. And if Esposito did either of those two things then Ryan didn't notice them, not tonight.
Morning came and sun started to peek through the window. One bad thing about having an apartment on the eastern side of the building: the sun always got to the window early in the morning. Ryan shifted slightly but he still wasn't ready to get up just yet. The bed was comfortable, and the body pillow he'd snuggled into was warm and compliant to his needs. He was blissfully content to just stay where he was all morning until the afternoon. Maybe longer.
If only.
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He only hoped Beckett never heard hide nor hair of that statement. Even as a joke he was afraid to see her reaction.
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"Fair enough," he said softly. "Sleep tight."
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And the first thing he noticed was the darkness. It came as such an amusement that he couldn't help it when he laughed softly to himself. He really did have the best partner that anyone could ask for.
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This time, though, he was the one who had shifted in the middle of the night. He wasn't quite using Ryan as a body pillow, but he was more or less smushed up against his partner anyway.
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He managed to force himself to stay awake despite the continued calling of sleep but he still didn't feel the need to get out of bed. So instead he squirmed around awkwardly, trying not to move too much but inevitably failing, then giving up pretense and simply making the move all in one effort; till he was turned around, facing Javier and perfectly content to remain comfortably pressed against the warmth of his partner's body.
Maybe he should have felt more embarrassed. But this time he was awake first and he could tease Javier if the need arose. Until then, he would let his partner sleep for as long as Javi needed.
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"... Oh. Um. Morning."
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"You know the more I think about it I'm not sure if that's actually an insult or not." He was avoiding the subject by focusing on only part of the comment but it was easier to talk about than the alternative.
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Never mind the fact that it was probably because that one person was someone special, someone important. He was trying not to think too much into that.
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