The sun was barely over the horizon when you awoke. Groggy, you tried to moved around, but something stopped you.

Hancock's face was buried in your neck. Half his body was draped over yours, his weight pinning you to the bed. While Nick was on the otherside of you with his arm also draped over you and Hancock and his legs tangled with yours as he slept.

You started moving again, Hancock groaned and snaked his arms around your waist, nestling his face against your skin.

"Hey, c'mon, don't go squirming around," He murmured, barely opening his eyes to look at you while Nick was still sleeping beside you, his gears softly whirling from within.