Hashirama glared at the bed where his brother and best friend were tangled together, sleeping, a light snore coming from one of them.

They had been doing this for the past three nights now.

This wasn't fair! How come they got to sleep while he stayed awake? He considered waking them up just to make all three of them miserable but felt guilty immediately afterwards.

Everyone had been working hard. They deserved to rest. But Hashirama couldn't just leave them unattended.

Hashirama blinked as he realized he didn't have to.

The bed was big enough for three, right?

He got up from the desk and walked over to the bed.

Ideally, he'd shove himself in the middle, but they were just so damned wrapped up in each other.

Not wrapped up enough that Hashirama couldn't snuggle Madara from behind though.

Mind made up, he slipped under the covers and promptly plastered himself to Madara's back.

The Uchiha grunted and asked groggily "What'r y'doin, Hashi?"

But let the man slip a hand under him anyway.

"Sleep. No fair you two get all the snuggles."

Madara huffed but didn't protest the other arm thrown over him and Tobirama nor the extra, warm body against his back.

Smiling, Hashirama nuzzled Madara's neck and the three slept.