Billy rolled his eyes and uselessly kicked at Frank even as Frank rearranged them on the bed and dragged him close. He smiled against Frank's chest, enjoying how warm he felt, and how fucking good he smelled.

"Build up that fuckin stamina, Marine. Are you telling me your honeymoon was quiet? I call bullshit."

This was easy: teasing Frank, being an asshole. And it was easy to relax on him, to let Frank hold him like that. Easier than he thought it'd be. He tried to hide a yawn.

"Okay, okay. A nap."