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"I think I'll go lay down too. That meal has me exhausted. Food should not be this good now we both feel lethargic." he chuckled, stretching and giving a small groan. "The same bed or different beds?" he asked. He was in the apartment, he was comfortable, relaxed, guard completely down. It came out due to habit, not intentionally, but Tim tried to play it cool like he meant it, though looked around Daren instead of at him.

"All right." Tim responded, relieved that the man didn't snap at him. "Let me clean up here and I'll be there in a minute." and smiled, letting Daren walk off while he cleaned off the table, putting their cups and the placemats in the dishwasher as well. Thank god for plastic. With that running, making sure Apple wasn't hiding in there, he walked to Daren's bedroom, removing his belt and shoes after sitting on his side of the bed. "Thank you for letting me sleep in here." he murmured, making sure there was a healthy amount of room between them.

The red-head giggled. "You can do whatever you want with your shirt, I have a boyfriend you know. Your muscles will not woo me." and giggled again, shifting onto his stomach to get comfortable. But after waiting a few seconds for a response he glanced over, surprised the man was asleep. He shouldn't have been though, TIm shifting onto his side to look at the tired man's features. And he truly looked exhausted. The bags under his eyes were dark, fingers lightly tracing them before noticing the thinness in his face, tracing his cheekbones down to his jawline. "You look peaceful, Daren." he murmured, moving his hand away and curling it under his chin.

It took Tim a while to doze off, tracing each feature and flaw with his eyes, how his chest raised with each soft inhale, the flickering of his eyes underneath his eyelids... When he finally did start to doze his cell phone went off in the other room, hazel eyes opening before he sat up. That was Andy's ringtone. He left the current bedroom, giving a yawn, and entering what was once his own, finding the phone in his bag before opening it. "Hello?"

"Tim! Emergency! You forgot your medication! I just read your note but your medication is all here!"

"I don't need it for tonight, I'm pretty exhausted."

"Noo! This is what your therapist calls self-destructive behavior!" the blonde whined. "I'm going to bring this over to you! Your anti-depressants are here! And I know for fact you didn't take them last night with dinner!"

"I'll call you tomorrow, Andy."

"Timothy-!"

But the said man hung up, looking at his bed before flopping into it. he'd be fine. One day without any medication and he'd be fine. "Maybe if I turned into water I could sleep." or if he took his medication which he just so happened to forget to bring.

Tim gave a small noise, feeling the heavy arm land on him before stifling his laugh as he was dragged closer to the warmth. "Old habits, huh?" he whispered, nuzzling into the warm neck and sighing. This was wrong on so many levels, but TIm shifted to get comfortable, placing a leg between Daren's and wrapping an arm around the man's middle. He missed this, not that he didn't do it with Jason, but Jason sometimes liked to leave at all hours of the night sometimes, not always, but sometimes. Just a nap in the middle of the day, this was nice.

And before he knew it he was asleep, his phone going off, an angry Andy demanding his address to drop off the medication. but Tim was out like a light, and after ten minutes of calling the phone finally silenced.

The red-head curled up tighter as the warmth shifted, murmuring something incoherent as his fingers tightened then relaxed around the fabric of Daren's shirt. It took about a minute of constant beeping in his ear did he finally groan and take the phone, uncurling his arm from his lover and sitting up, taking it and opening it, looking at the missed calls, voicemails, and texts.

"Jason is to busy to do anything scandalous." he murmured, playing the voicemails before lying back down.

"Tim!" The recorded voice yelled, "you really need this you know what Jason and your doctor said! You need to call me back so I can deliver it" "Timothy please I've been calling for ten minutes you really need this to sleep and then again in the morning for your depression!" "Tiiiim oh my god pleeaaaase! At least take the pills for your paranoia!" "Timothy this is your mother, Andy just left us a very blubbering voicemail about medication. Call back when you get the chance." "Tim it's Mom, Tell your midget friend to stop blowing up our phones." "TIIIM I'M DRIVING AROUND LOOKING FOR YOU AND YOU'RE NOT AT JASON'S"

Tim finally sighed, deleting all of the messages after that one and calling, holding the phone up in the air.

'TIIIIIIM!" Andy sobbed "WHERE ARE YOU? ARE YOU HURT? ARE YOU OKAY? TIMOTHYYYYY. YOUR MEDICATIOOOON"

"I'm fine, Andy." he said after placing it back to his ear. "I've been asleep for a few hours is all. I'll take it tomorrow morning."

"No sir you need it now! Really I've been panicking and looking all over for you where are you?"

"I'm joining a monastery, this is my last phone call. Goodbye, Andy." and hung up, putting the phone on silent.

"I don't want him to know I'm here, though." Tim sighed, knowing it was a futile attempt. Andy would find out one way or another, so rolling back onto Daren's side of the bed, curling up in the warmth, he called back. "Breathe Andy." he ordered his friend, waiting a few seconds. "I'm at Daren's place."

"Whyyyy?"

"Because I wanted to welcome him home. can you bring my medicine?"

"Did you two sleep together?" came the cheeky voice.

"I don't know what else we'd do. He's a cuddler and I like warmth." he heard happy screeching on the other side before an 'oh s**t' and then silence.

"Yes I will bring you your medicine."

"Thank you." hanging up Tim enjoyed the last few traces of warmth before sitting up. "I know, but it doesn't mean I enjoy taking them." and decided to flop back down.

"What?" came the small confused voice, looking up at Daren like an abandoned kitten, "You don't want to come back to bed? It's cold." and continued to look up at the tanned man, pouting lightly from underneath the divot before slowly uncurling and scooting over, giving Daren back his space before offering a hand. "Come back to bed? Please?"

Tim gave a small smile as Daren turned around, cheeks flushing at the second comment. "Ah, did it come out like that? I'm sorry." and moved close to Daren once more, pressing himself aginst the warm side and laying there, looking up as the side was replaced with a chest. "Andy would squeal like a high school girl." he murmured, closing his eyes once more. He'd done it to Jason a few times, and the results were very much the same, though Jason would actually get under the blankets. "Mmhmm. He's a big cuddler too. It's nice."

And as guilty as the thought made him feel, suddenly trying to find reasons why he loved Jason, Daren was a much more fun person to cuddle.

"And you don't need to hide your bruises." he let his fingers press through the blanket, nothing more than the soft touch of fabric, "we've both had our fair share."