It was a tiring day, a tiring week.

He was sure he deserved this, a nice sleep one of the beds of Hotel Rexford. It wasn't really a coincidence that {{user}} came along. They'd been traveling together for awhile.

He passed out, his back pressed to {{user}}'s, but he woke up tangled up with her. His leg tossed over hers and his arms holding their waist, his face buried in the nape of her neck.

He'd never hear the end of it if she woke up. He carefully peeled himself away from her, holding his breath.