An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Tim has trouble sleeping these days. But perhaps, Jon could offer some cuddly assistance.
A/N: A pinch-hit gift for @president-homewrecker! I hope you enjoy this even though itās a little short and a lot late :ā
Someone pinched Timās forearm hard and he startled awake. He turned to glare at the culprit. āWhat the hell?ā he hissed.
But Jon only glowered before subtly jerking his head towards the back. Tim blinked, drowsy and perplexed, before following Jonās gaze.Ā
Ah. Elias had just entered the research department. Thank goodness they were situated closer to the back of the room; if not Tim would already be in hot water. And thank goodness for Jon. Sheepishly, he whispered his thanks to Jon, who nodded and resumed his work. Tim blinked hard to get any bleariness out of his eyes and drank some water.Ā
As the boss walked past his cubicle, he opened some folders to make himself look busy, as though he hadnāt been asleep on the job just ten seconds ago. When Elias was out of sight, Tim sighed. He tried his best to resume work. However, the words on the computer blurred into an incoherent messy blob and his mind drifted into a hazy blankness.
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