Christ, forgive these bones I've been hiding

He then tells Sam about his newest obsession and goes on a ramble about his favorite podcasts and his pet peeves that make him turn something off immediately.

Usually, when they ride in the same car, Sam puts on music from one of his carefully curated playlists, but Sam wants Misa to put on a podcast so he can see what it's all about.

In the end, Sam's too fidgety and restless to pay much attention. For him, it's just background noise and he would rather talk over it, but Misa shushes him every time he opens his mouth. What are they even talking about? What the hell does egregious mean? Do you actually prefer this over music?

So Sam doesn't get it, whatever, they don't have to like the same things all the time. It's just something they'll have to disagree on.

Except, as it turns out, podcasts help Misa fall asleep. He first noticed when he was listening to some guy drone on about– the moon landing? He had just forgotten to turn it off for his nap, but it actually helped him fall asleep.

On a day where Sam didn't sneak into the Toffoli house, Misa tried out going to bed with his phone quietly playing on the nightstand. Huh. The low voice actually lulled him to sleep in a matter of seconds. Wait, there's sleeping podcasts? And so a new habit develops.

A few nights later, Sam is in Misa's bed, wrapped around Misa's body, ready to shut his eyes and dream about his next prank on Toff. He's already halfway to unconsciousness when he hears a voice that's neither Misa's nor his own. He feels Misa settling back into his chest like it's the most normal thing to hear some stranger in your bedroom in the middle of the night.

He asks Misa what the hell that is, and Misa snuggles his face into his pillow and mumbles something about can't sleep without it, I can turn it off if you want.

And Sam's mind immediately goes, you can't sleep without someone talking into your ear? I can do that! You don't need some stranger to do that. I'll just talk until you fall asleep or I'll read you bed time stories if you want, seriously, I'll do it–

He has to take a deep breath to stop himself from embarrassing himself and ends up saying, no, all good, Mis. Because he really doesn't mind, he can easily tune it out.

Misa's already dead asleep while Sam sulks/seeths and thinks about how good, how much better than that random guy in Misa's phone, he would be at this whole podcast thing.

He ends up dreaming about whispering random stuff about his day into Misa's ear while he falls asleep in Sam's arms, breath slowing after just a few sentences, the soft rumble of Sam's voice thrumming through their bodies. He could talk about hockey, or every random thought that comes into his head.

He could tell Misa things he's too scared to say out loud, hoping that somehow he would understand them even in his sleep so Sam wouldn't have to work up the courage to repeat them when the sun shines bright in the sky.