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Tim couldn’t sleep unless he got a hug when he was little. Which was fine when he was staying at Jon and Martin’s but he’d been at home and big during the day all weekend; but when night had come he’d gotten small and hadn’t been able to sleep. Now it was Monday afternoon and he was tired and in desperate need of a cuddle. He was already planning to go home with Jon and Martin at the end of the day but time was dragging on. It was lunchtime and Martin was doing fieldwork and Sasha had decided to take a long break and eat lunch somewhere outside the Institute so Tim was free to laze about in his desk chair, or at least he was until Jon came out of his office. Jon entered the bullpen like a man on a mission but stopped short when he realized only Tim was there.
“Sasha?” Jon gestured to her desk with the statement he was holding.
“Went out for lunch, she’ll be gone a while.” Jon stared at the space Sasha should have occupied before grabbing a pen and a sticky note and quickly scribbling down a message.
“Right well, have you eaten lunch?” he pivoted on his heel and headed to the breakroom without waiting for an answer; Tim followed him after a moment. Jon was standing at the counter cutting a sandwich in half, he didn’t react when Tim pressed himself into his back. “Do you want a sandwich?”
“Yeah, will you take the crusts off?”
Jon raised an eyebrow, “Sure darling but you’ll have to move so I can get it out of the fridge.” He felt Tim nod and move away to sit at the little breakroom table. Retrieving another premade sandwich Jon unwrapped it, cut it into four pieces, and cut off the crusts. He laid the sandwich before Tim with a mini bottle of water and sat in the other chair with his own food. Tim thanked him and began eating immediately, he didn’t speak much which was uncommon but Jon didn’t press him. He watched Tim throughout the meal, ruling out any sickness since his appetite wasn’t affected, he gathered their trash and headed back to his office, patting Tim on the shoulder as he passed. Tim sat in the quiet for a moment before making up his mind, just a little cuddle and he’d be good enough to finish working.
“Jon?” he knocked as he opened the door.
“Yes?”
“Are you like super busy?”
“Not at this exact moment. What can I do for you?”
“Can I have a cuddle?”
“A cuddle, now?”
“Just for a little while, I won’t fall asleep I promise,” Tim assured quickly.
“It’s alright darling and yes I believe we have time for a cuddle. Would you like Squeak?” Tim nodded eagerly and accepted the plushie when Jon pulled it from the backpack he kept under his desk. “Let’s go lie down on the cot.” The cot in document storage was small and not the most comfortable but it did in a pinch. Jon toed his shoes off and stretched out on the thin mattress, opening his arms for Tim to join him. Tim settled on top of him easily, head on Jon’s chest and Squeak pinned under his arm; he sighed contentedly when Jon began rubbing his back. He listened to Jon’s steady heartbeat, eyes fluttering as he fought to keep them open.
“You can take a nap Tim, I’ll wake you when it’s time.”
“No, I’m too big for naps.” Tim huffed.
Jon scoffed at that, “Alright well how about you just rest your eyes for a bit then?” Tim hummed a bit but didn’t respond. Jon peered down a few moments later to see Tim fast asleep and smiled gently.
“Sleep well, darling.”