dennis, robby and Jack are either all touch starved currently, or have been in the past.
before getting together over 20 years ago, both robby and Jack had been severely touch starved, and they spent the first months of their relationship clinging to each other every moment they got, enjoying the previously scarce sensation of warm, kind, human contact.
in all those years, there's never been a night where theyve been able to sleep together where they havent molded into each other like a jigsaw. hearing each others' hearts, feeling the soft puff of warm breath, the scratchy slide of legs rubbing together under blankets. they simply need to be close.
by the time the modern day rolls around, they aren't actively touch starved anymore- they have each other and they love it. but it is almost instantaneous that they spot sweet little dennis and pin him both as someone they're both obnoxiously attracted to, and as someone who needs a good, firm hug. he's skinny and nervous and jumpy and yet, when robby puts a hand on his neck? every bone in his body relaxes.
so yes. robby and Jack decide that dennis needs them as much as they need him. dennis, when he finally realises his attendings are not only flirting with him, but seriously romantically propositioning him in a permenant manner, agrees.
and so a new sleep dynamic is born. not two jigsaw pieces but three, dennis with his little head pillowed on the top of robbys' ample chest, nose tucked into his neck, robby has his arms round dennis and his chin on top of his head, and Jack is robby but in reverse- soft muscle plastering up dennis' back, arms around the younger, and chin on his curls.
robby and jacks' noses meet perfectly above dennis' head, and they share sweet little kisses while they cuddle their little boyfriend between them.
and no, none of them are wearing clothes. dennis, still new to being cuddled and kissed and petted on, blisses out a lot. his boyfriends are Big (in every way) and Warm and Sturdy, and they love on him so religiously that he's no longer embarrased by the way his eyes roll back and he drools slightly when they box him between them.
though none of them will call it this, trinity has heard a lot from a blushing dennis about the hucklerabbot cuddle pile. secretly, shes happy her dennis is being treated like a princess to be doted on. she'd allow him nothing less.
