ext_7724 ([identity profile] thegrrrl2002.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] unamaga 2008-04-29 01:10 pm (UTC)

John moves closer and makes a noise that somewhere between a grunt and a whine.

"Hmmm?" Rodney asks.

"Whazzat?" John breathes in. "Oh. You smell." His words are slurred with sleep.

"Do not," Rodney says, even though he most certainly does. He's had a long long really bad day and being reasonable is not at the top of his list at the moment.

"D'too." John rolls over and presses his face into Rodney neck. "Ew."

"Fine." Rodney ruffles John hair petulantly. "If I'm so stinky, then why don't you go sleep somewhere else?"

"Is my bed," is the indignant response. John drapes an arm over Rodney's chest and slides closer, pressing his sleep-warm body against Rodney's. "Knee still hurts."

Rodney shifts so that he can kiss John's forehead. "Locked in a closet," he points out. Seriously, at least John was doing something recreational.

John huffs, then relaxes against Rodney and settles his head on Rodney's chest. He says something that sounds suspiciously like 'big smelly pillow'. A moment later he is snoring softly.

"Golf," Rodney says with a sigh. He closes his eyes, and with John's hair tickling his chin, falls soundly asleep.

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