2 A.M. (PG)

It was only in the dark of the night that John let himself relax. To the point that he could touch Rodney with more than just lust... although there was plenty of that. But sometimes... sometimes he needed, and wanted, more.

"Hey, you," John said softly. Rodney automatically leaned into him, molding their bodies together.

"You're supposed to be asleep," Rodney murmured.

"Just... " John ground to a halt.

"For an otherwise intelligent person, you're pretty stupid," Rodney grumbled. He wrapped himself around John, reaching out to grab John's hand and twined their fingers together.

Grounded in warmth, John slept.