Answering my own prompt! More likely than you think!
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"Get your cold feet off my legs," Algy murmured sleepily as Biggles climbed under the duvet with him.
"The heat's out. Bloody new gas hearth, this was never a problem with the old coal one ..."
"Still not my problem," Algy muttered into his pillow, but Biggles was already snuggled up against his back, and seemed to be falling asleep. Algy sighed, punched his pillow, and leaned back against his cousin. Biggles gave a little sigh and relaxed totally in the way that he did when he was completely asleep.
Which Algy knew all too well, because he had fallen asleep more than once with Biggles curled against him like this under scratchy blankets during the war. And he knew that it was more than the cold that drove Biggles out of his bed to seek comfort in Algy's. So he closed his eyes and let himself drift towards sleep as well, with Biggles a warm bulwark at his back, keeping the chill of the night away.
FILL: No heat at the Mount St flat, any characters (Biggles & Algy, gen)
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"Get your cold feet off my legs," Algy murmured sleepily as Biggles climbed under the duvet with him.
"The heat's out. Bloody new gas hearth, this was never a problem with the old coal one ..."
"Still not my problem," Algy muttered into his pillow, but Biggles was already snuggled up against his back, and seemed to be falling asleep. Algy sighed, punched his pillow, and leaned back against his cousin. Biggles gave a little sigh and relaxed totally in the way that he did when he was completely asleep.
Which Algy knew all too well, because he had fallen asleep more than once with Biggles curled against him like this under scratchy blankets during the war. And he knew that it was more than the cold that drove Biggles out of his bed to seek comfort in Algy's. So he closed his eyes and let himself drift towards sleep as well, with Biggles a warm bulwark at his back, keeping the chill of the night away.