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It was a tough case, and they haven't slept in 47 hours, and Neal is literally about to fall asleep as they sit there on the couch. Peter, not in his right mind himself, sees this as an opportunity to take advantage, and gently sneaks an arm around Neal's waist, pulls him closer so that Neal is resting his head against Peter's shoulder, leaning into him, warm and close.
They've been sleeping together for months now, but always without the actual sleeping, and so this is the first time that Neal's ever cuddled up against Peter; but before Peter can gloat, even to himself, he finds himself lulled by the steady rhythms of Neal's sleeping breaths, and he leans back against Neal and can't help but close his eyes.