God, yesssss. Hotel room after a game, they’re both wrecked, too exhausted to do anything. So they just slump out of their suits and into their boxers, make a half hearted effort to brush their teeth and wash their faces, and then just collapse together in bed. Kaner whines a little bit, makes noises about how it’s too hot, Jonny’s too heavy, but Jonny just throws his leg over Kaner’s and tells him to shut the fuck up, all soft and low and fond in his ear. And they fall asleep like that, together, and it’s perfect.