To be honest he is not exactly surprised to come home and find the other detective stretched out on his couch. It was not all that uncommon for Kevin to slum it out here, but since his marriage it had been less frequent.
Javier is not all that worried about why he is there though, moving over to lean over the back of the couch and brush some of his partners hair back from his face. He seems content, so it is probably not that big of a deal. A little fight, and he is letting her blow of steam, something along those lines.
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he shoved at the other man, "hey…Kevin…you should move to the bed man. This can't be good for your back."
A tired whine leaves him as he curls up further against the cushioning of the couch, making Javi laugh. "Bed, now bro. I don't want to wake up to you whining about your bones aching like some old man."
One hand reaches up to swat at him and he takes it quickly with ease, lacing their fingers together - something they saved for when they were alone. "Didn' want to hog the bed on you…'sides it would be weird."
Rolling his eyes he moves around, picking up the other man with ease. "Come on, this isn't the first time we've shared a bed. Plus it's a queen size. It can handle two full grown men."
The last protests are muttered tiredly against Javier's shoulder as they make their way to the bedroom.