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This teasing was like foreplay for his boyfriends. Auston already knew how it was going to end. It was just their thing. They liked to annoy each other until someone tackled the other, and it ended in giggling kisses or stumbles to the bed or the two of them coming to find him. He knew he could get up and end whatever this play fight was. All he would have to do was mention his headache, or just get up and give them a look that would have Willy smirking and Mitch laughing, but Auston didn't have the energy to do anything but curl up with Felix. "What? What are you going to do Mitchy? You're like, five feet tall", Willy teased, "How are you going to reach me, shortie?" Auston muffled his own snort of laughter at the outraged sound Mitch let out a the comment. The sounds of them wrestling and giggling drifted down the hall, filling Auston with warmth. There was nothing he loved more than hearing the two of them like this, laughing and care free. Just them being their goofy selves, play fighting and annoying each other when so much of their year was taken up by the pressure of the game they loved and being aware of the cameras on them at all times. "They're idiots", Auston whispered to Felix as he shifted to lie down. His headache was a dull pressure, making him lie down as Felix huffed before curling up with him as if in agreement. He drifted off to the sound of their voices and laughter. Felix was a warm weight against him. He was almost asleep when fingers ran through his hair softly and a thumb pressed against his temple, massaging in little circles until he sighed in relief. "Mitchy?", Auston mumbled, cracking his eyes open to squint at him. "Yeah, it's me. Headache?", Mitch whispered back smiling but Auston could barely see it because someone had dimmed the lights. He nodded at the question, "Oh babe, you should have told us to knock it off" Auston made a sound in disagreement, relaxing until the gentle touches. Footsteps approached, and then Willy was there, sitting down while Mitchy was gently coaxing Auston into sitting up. "Take your meds, asshole", Willy narrowed his eyes at him, but his tone was affectionate and he let Auston lean against him as he took the pills he offered and the water. When Auston swallowed them, Willy shifted, pulling Auston to rest his chest while Mitch bribed Felix into the armchair so he could wriggle his way to lie with his head resting against Auston's back. In his sleepy headache induced haze, Auston was glad that he had invested in a sofa that let them have this. One that left them tangle together with Mitch sneaking a hand under his sweater and Willy resting a hand on his neck as Auston listened to them whisper to eachother. Sleep pulled him under, but it didnt stop him from sleepily mumbling; "Love you both, so much" Two kisses were the last thing he was aware of. One against his head. One against his shoulder.