Tony pulled the pillow underneath him, trying to get comfortable on the bed. He could feel someone shoving their elbow into his side and grunted, going to shove back in distaste. He was tired. It was early. He shouldn't have had to wake up yet. He went to grab the second pillow, pulling it over his head to block the sunlight out just to be sure that he had that much extra rest.

"Stop being a blanket hog," he heard Tim grumble, reaching over and pulling the sheet more tightly around himself. Tony yelped at the cold air that suddenly hit his chest and threw the pillow that was covering his face onto the floor.

"Says you," he whined, going to try and grab it back. McGee gave a tired whine, trying to shove Tony away from him. It was enough to make the older agent eventually flop back in defeat, letting out a series of incomprehensible grumbles. "I'm cold, Tim."

"Then go get another blanket."

Tony glared at his partner before instead deciding to slide up behind him, wrapping his arms around him and managing to sneak some under the blankets in the process. Tim's eyes shot open and he tried to pull away.

"What are you doing?"

"We're supposed to be a couple, right?" Tony said innocently. The undercover assignment had left them both rather uncomfortable, but Tim had been the one who hadn't adjusted to it quite as quickly. McGee would never understand how a womanizer like Tony could get so comfortable with touching and flirting with men so quickly. "So I'm just acting like a couple. And getting freaking warm in the process, McBlanket Stealer."

McGee shoved the blanket back over and Tony rolled away, curling up in the comforter. "Hah. I knew that would work."

"And now I need a shower," Tim complained, going to get out of bed.

"A cold one?"

He didn't even have a chance to react before the pillow was thrown at his head roughly. Tony couldn't help but laugh.