Untitled (nap fluff)
{ G | John/Rodney }
written for amireal’s Nap Day Challenge
Rodney had, on occasion, taken naps with his cat - soft, heavy warmth on his chest thrumming contendedly against him.
Taking a nap with John wasn’t much different. Rodney liked to pet John’s hair, the way he used to pet his cat, and John would purr in his own way, stretching out, nuzzling in, holding tighter. He would plaster himself against Rodney’s side, throw a possessive arm around his waist, and before long, John would be softly snoring into Rodney’s collarbone.
Sometimes, John would shift in his sleep and they would resettle closer, John’s leg thrown over Rodney’s hip, Rodney’s hands sneaking under John’s shirt.
Rodney liked sleeping that way best.