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Keegan slipped quietly into his room. It was barely dawn but he had been stuck in the armoury for gear maintenance all night, something he had been putting off and had now paid the price. He had an annoying ache in the back of his eyes and he was thankful that his room was dark. And as he glanced at his bed, he was also thankful that there was clearly someone already sleeping under the covers.
Logan had acquired the habit of sneaking into his room to sleep even when the younger man knew Keegan wasn’t there. His reasoning was that he just slept better in Keegan’s bed, that it smelled like him and that it was comforting.
Trying to stay quiet so as not to disturb the younger man’s sleep, Keegan dressed down to his boxers, leaving his clothes in a neat pile next to Logan’s haphazard mess on his dresser. It was then that he noticed his sweatpants and t-shirt he’d been wearing to bed were not where he had left them.
Not bothering to look for something else to wear, he walked over to his bed and smiled softly at the way Logan was curled right in the middle of it. There was no way he would be able to lie down without waking him up.
“Logan.” He murmured and reached over to shake the younger man’s shoulder and he watched fondly as Logan’s face crunched up as he stirred. “Move over a little.”
“Mmhh…” Logan let out a disapproving sleepy mumble but shuffled backwards against the wall anyway. Not bothering to open his eyes he just lifted the blanket up for Keegan to slip under it. That move also solved the mystery of Keegan’s missing clothes.
With a low chuckle, Keegan sat on the mattress first, reaching out to smooth back the few errand curls on Logan’s forehead before he suddenly just plunged towards the younger man, under the raised sheet, eliciting a surprised squeak from Logan as he wrapped his arms tightly around him and pinned him against the mattress.
“Ack, Keeg no what-” Logan whined, though it came out as more of a giggle. He tried to half-heartedly squirm out of Keegan’s hold but that only caused the older man to sneak his cold hands under his shirt and an undignified shriek escaped Logan’s mouth. “Keegan!”
“You have my shirt.” Keegan stated, not taking his hands away and instead just flattened his palms against the smaller man’s sides. But he stilled otherwise, having propped himself up on his elbows over Logan’s body.
“Brilliant observation sergeant.” Logan scoffed but relaxed under Keegan’s comforting weight. “I needed something to sleep in, it’s cold.”
“So…you take my bed, my clothes…Am I going to end up naked and homeless if I ever piss you off?”
“Hmm, I’d rather you not piss me off because I want you with me.” Logan said with a sleepy smile, lifting his hand up to slide his fingers through Keegan’s black hair. “Your clothes and your bed are nice and all but-”
He was cut off by a big yawn and he had barely closed his mouth when Keegan closed the distance between them, capturing his mouth in a sweet kiss, his tongue easily sliding into Logan’s slack mouth.
“I’m not going anywhere.” Keegan murmured, his lips still brushing against Logan’s before he reluctantly pushed away to lie on his back, the younger man following after him to snuggle up against his side. “Just maybe don’t steal all my god damned pyjamas? I’m running out of things to wear.”
“Okay firstly, maybe that is my secret plan, to have you walk around naked all the time.” Logan started, poking the older man’s side, which of course resulted in zero reaction. “And secondly, your clothes are soft and comfy and smell like you, why would I not want to wear them?”
Keegan just let out a long sigh. It was too late…or was it too early? Whatever the case, he was too tired to drag this conversation out so he just hummed in acknowledgement and pulled the covers tighter around them both.
“Hmm go to sleep, we can find a solution to your stealing later.”
“I’m not steal-”
“Sleep.”