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If he were going to pause and think about it, Eggsy wouldn't be able to tell you how he ended up here, sandwiched between two of the most competent men in the world on the biggest bed he's ever seen. Harry's arm is around his waist, and Merlin (the man refuses to tell Eggsy his real name, making the younger man think that it's awful) has his face buried in Eggsy's neck, stubble scraping across his collarbone. He shivered.
Harry's arm tightened around him. "Alright?"
Eggsy swallowed in his throat. "Yeah. Fine. You two are like fucking furnaces, you know that?
"My apologies." Harry moved to put some space between them, and Eggsy reached back and grabbed him.
"I didn't say move." he pouted. "Then my back will be cold."
Harry resettled himself against Eggsy's back. "What has you up?"
Eggsy stroked his hand over Merlin's shoulder. "Just thinkin'"
Lips pressed behind his ear. "About?"
"You. Merlin. How I became so lucky." he cleared this throat softly. "My mum, she lost my dad yeah? Then she dated fuck head after fuck head. Could never be happy. Me? I manage to find two blokes who think I walk on fucking water."
"We do not think that." Merlin muttered, brogue thick with sleep and shifting his nose along Eggsy's jaw. "You're exaggerating. You aren't that spectacular."
"You know what I mean, you git." Eggsy grumbled. "I thought you were sleeping."
"I was. Until two people decided to have ridiculous conversations at," He turned his head slightly to look at the clock. "My god, three a.m. Doesn't Harry have to be in Russia in six hours?"
Harry chuckled as Merlin turned and pulled the blankets over his head, muttering, "He's already going to be late as is."
Eggsy gripped Harry's hand in his as the older man said, "Get some sleep, Eggsy. Long week ahead of us. Try not to look too deep into things."
Eggsy raised their hands and kissing Harry's knuckles. "Night. Love you."
"I love you too."