Author Note: This takes place in a mix of the various seasons they were all in. Sometimes the chapter will say at the beginning of it, sometimes they won't. It doesn't really matter. Also, not all chapters will be as cute as this one or as touchy-feely. Some of them will be more serious.

Btw this is the first time I'm writing a story where I'm still working through a series. I haven't finished the TV show yet.

Also, I'm currently accepting Prompts for this story.

Chapter One

Snuggles Part 1

Chapter Warnings/Spoilers: None, just snuggles between guys.

Pairings: None

9:53 AM

Tom Hanson had just gotten back from an assignment where he'd been up for a straight 37 hours. Obviously, he was exhausted but the paperwork couldn't wait. His reports needed to be filed in order to have bail suspended.

From under piles of paper and a deep scowl at anyone who passed by, even attempting to talk to him, he scribbled away until the last signature was signed. It took him an entire pot of coffee, but he was done in under an hour. The caffeine did nothing to him but make his heart race, and his body jittery. He was heavily fatigued, as he handed his paperwork over to Captain Fuller.

"Alright Hanson, go ahead and take a nap. Don't forget you have that hearing at four, which you can't miss. We already had to reschedule due to this case as it dragged on."

"Ugh." Tom groaned out. He had completely forgotten about it. "Oh, come on, can't they make another exception?"

"'Fraid not. Sorry, son, crappy hours are part of the job."

And with that, any agitation turned back to just pure exhaustion.

"I know." Hanson said, the fight leaving him.

"Take a nap, take a shower, eat some food, make it to the hearing. You can have the next three days off, then." Fuller said, as he nodded to the door.

Hanson nodded, and mumbled a thank you to Fuller. His shoulders drooped as he walked out of the room.

21JUMPSTREET21

1:27 PM

"Hanson! Open up, man." Doug knocked on Tom's apartment door. He then remembered that Tom was suppose to be asleep, and the hellish few days he just went through. He shrugged, and used the spare key he'd copied. He went in, spying Hanson still sleeping in his bed as he walked over to the other man. He put the fast food he'd gotten for his partner, down on the night stand.

Hanson, to put it clearly, was dead to the world. He was curled up in the fetal position with his back to Penhall.

Now, Doug was not a man who generally let golden opportunities slip pass him. About one hundred different ideas of how to wake Hanson up passed through his mind.

Shaving cream, toss the bed, cold water, pokes and prods, scream, ext.

The one he stuck with however, was to have Hanson wake up next to him.

He wasn't careful as he flopped down on the bed and curled up behind his friend, spooning him. He blew on Hanson's neck, but the other man didn't react. He tried whispering his name several times along with 'Wake up, Tommy, waaaaake upppppp'.

Hanson just moved his head a little, pressing himself closer to Doug.

Doug suddenly felt awkward, his face was now pressed into Tom's hair. He could smell the shampoo and hear Hanson's breathing even out. Doug's arm was curled against Tommy's chest, he could feel Hanson's heartbeat under his hand.

It was a weird moment to be living in, but Doug was strangely enough okay with it. This past mission was a tough one. He had been separated from Tom because Hanson and Ioki were assigned a case together to catch a teen drug lord, and he was with Hoff's on a stakeout. Hanson was up for so long because Ioki got kidnapped, and there was a long stakeout right before that. During the shoot out, Hanson got separated from the rest of the group, and was held at gun point by one of the goon who was with the kid they were chasing. They guy was shot by Fuller, but only injured.

Hugs were exchanged and then they rode back down to the chapel. Hanson filed his report as Penhall helped to deal with the media and parents.

Hours later, and here they are now. It felt weird, but Doug was also really comfortable. Trust Hanson to have a great bed.

Probably one of those mattresses designed for good night's rest, to helping correct back problems, and crap like that.

Along with this train of thought, he completely ignored the fact that he was spooning his partner.

Penhall was tired himself, as he'd been up since 6 when they got the call that Ioki was taken. He felt his eyes droop as he relaxed more.

He vaguely wondered about what Hanson was going to do to him if he woke up before Doug did.

But he didn't have a lot of time to ponder this, because before he knew it, he was asleep too. He snored lightly, and it didn't bother Tom.

3:00 PM

Beep, beep, beep

Click

Hanson sighed after he turned off his alarm clock. At least he'd gotten a few hours. He then realized he wasn't alone in his bed as he felt someone wrapped around him. He was comfortable, though, but he couldn't think of who it could be. It took him a moment, but he slowly untangled himself from the other body.

He turned and saw it was Doug.

"Penhall!"

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