Tyler's Room, 13 Griffin Way

[tyler_back]

Late Saturday night, a former mad bomber curled up in the overstuffed chair in his room and slept like a baby.

A baby who had fallen asleep watching a metaMelrose Place marathon because he was too lazy to change the channel and short skirts were surprisingly mesmerizing when you were trying to avoid your housemate. But a baby all the same.

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[not_ironmaiden]

Suuuure. Tony was having far too much trouble getting Tyler's door open, but he managed it somehow...

Even if he was a bit busy leaning against things. "Helloooo?"

[tyler_back]

There was a mutter from the chair.

It might have been "Come back to bed, Tony."

No, he wasn't in a bed.

[not_ironmaiden]

Well. Who was he to say no? Tony managed to walk over with more grace than someone that drunk should. "Hello, Tyler."

The dropping onto his lap was unnecessary.

[tyler_back]

Tyler startled at the weight, partially wakening, and involuntarily almost rose to his feet. "Jesus fuck, where'd you come from?"

[not_ironmaiden]

Tony simply made himself comfortable where he was. A bit like a cat, there. People worked around his needs, thank you.

"I did say hello."

[tyler_back]

"Was trying this sleep thing." Tyler shifted a little, adjusting to the weight. His arms went around Tony's waist. "You were drinking."

More than usual, he meant. The man smelled like a broken Scotch bottle.

[not_ironmaiden]

"There were people singing at Caritas." Clearly that answered everything.

[tyler_back]

"Didja join them?" Tyler leaned in for a kiss, because Tony was so close and somehow it felt right just then.

Now that he was over the HOLY GOD INTRUDER thing, anyhow.

[not_ironmaiden]

"God no," Tony replied, pulling him closer for a deeper kiss. Because it seemed like a wonderful idea.

[tyler_back]

Tyler wasn't going to turn down the deeper kiss. He'd just be here, humming a little as he kissed back.

"Booty call?"

[not_ironmaiden]

"Objecting to it?" Tony asked with a smirk that was far more lazy than he normally managed.

[tyler_back]

"Do you mind if I fall back asleep right after?"

Such a romantic, Tyler was.

On the TV, somebody was sleeping with her husband's brother. "... and we should turn that off."

[not_ironmaiden]

Tony might have been sitting on the remote. But he preferred to think that was something else pressed against his thigh there. "Have I every objected before?"

[tyler_back]

It probably was something else. The remote was digging into Tyler's back.

"Too tired to remember," Tyler said. "Have you?"

[not_ironmaiden]

"I have managed to tired you out most times." Oh, smug Tony was smug.

[tyler_back]

Tyler kissed him, first, then: "I would call it mutual tiring out."

He could be smug, too.