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Carlos loved hanging at the pool, or the park, having fun with his friends in the Los Angeles sun, but he also really really loved his air conditioned apartment. Especially when he was this tired. Usually, Carlos had enough energy in him to power large machinery, but right now, all he could think about was his bed. His head was pounding, his eyes were drooping, his muscles were aching, and he needed sleep more than he needed air.
He dragged his feet to apartment 2J and swung the door open, feeling immediate relief as the cool air hit his face.
“Hey ‘litos,” Logan spoke casually, eyes fixed on the television. Carlos smiled at the familiar sound of his voice. In seeing Logan comfortably sat on the couch, Carlos completely forgot all about the bed he was just yearning for moments ago.
He tugged his helmet off and rushed to the couch, lying down before crashing his face against Logan’s lap. Like clockwork, Logan carded a hand through Carlos’ hair, eyes un-moving from the sitcom he was watching. “How’s your day been?” In response Carlos only let out a grunt. “That good, hm?”
“I’m sleepy,” Carlos mumbled, burying his face further into Logan's lap.
Logan lowered the volume of the t.v. and brought his attention to him, pausing the fingers in his hair for a moment. “Did you tire yourself out or did you stay up all night reading comics again?”
“I plead the sixth.”
“It’s the fifth. Knowing you dad, you should know that,” Logan teased.
“Papi’s a cop, not a lawyer.” Carlos argued. “Do the finger thing again.”
“Dont phrase it like that, weirdo,” Logan chuckled, as he ran his fingers in his hair once more. “You’re gonna fall asleep here?” He asked, quietly.
“Probably.” Carlos confirmed.
“Okay, move for a sec,” Logan adjusted. “I want to lay down too.”
A bit of re-adjustment later and Carlos’ head went from being in Logan’s lap to against his chest. It was a bit snug, but was immediately worth it when Carlos felt Logan’s arms wrap around him and pull him closer.
Between the rhythmic rise and fall of Logan's chest, and the pressure of his finger tips against Carlos’ scalp, it wasn't long until Carlos finally rested his eyes and allowed himself the rest he craved so deeply. And soon after Logan followed.