Josh and Kyle had stripped down to their boxers and crawled into bed. They were about to lay down when Kyle turned to his older brother, "Dude, the light is still on, go turn it off."
"It's your room, you go do it."
"But I'm already in bed," Kyle moaned.
"Ya, and so am I."
"Fine..." Kyle flung the covers off and went to stand. Josh grumbled something as he was pulled up with Kyle. They quickly walked over and turned the light off, plunging the room into darkness. The brother's couldn't even see each other, so as Kyle navigated back to the bed, it wasn't too surprising that Josh bashed his foot into one of the legs. He cursed and went to hop on his other leg, however Kyle was caught by surprise and they quickly toppled to the floor. "Josh, what the hell?"
"My foot you ass!" Josh hissed in Kyle's ear, "Why did you walk me into that?!"
"Sorry for thinking you knew where the bed was you just saw a few seconds ago." Kyle gave Josh's side a little shove, but couldn't see the punch coming. It hit Kyle rather hard in the chest. Kyle rolled them to their back, and hit Josh in the same spot on his side, "That hurt you asshole!"
"I meant to get your shoulder," Josh growled and sat up, rubbing the area he was just struck. Neither one said anything as they forced themselves onto the bed. They laid down on their back and covered themselves up. Josh tucked his hand up under the pillow and was about to go to sleep. Kyle however, rolled them over onto their front. He then put his right arm under the pillow and closed his eyes. Josh looked over to where Kyle's head would be, "What are you doing?"
"...Sleeping..." Kyle barely managed to get the word out of his mouth. Josh grunted, then rolled them over to their back again. Kyle went to turn to Josh, but found ended up rubbing cheeks, "Hey!"
Kyle rolled them over once again, and waited. Sure enough Josh tried to flop them to their front, but Kyle fought it. They were laying on Josh's side, with Josh trying to push Kyle to their back, but Kyle had a firm grip on the bed, and was pulling them to their front. When one of them managed to win, the other would use the momentum to keep rolling. By this point they had begun swearing at each other as they struggled. They had gotten so worked up that they were tangled in the blanket and sheets and were unable to really move.
"Kyle, fuck off and just sleep on your back!"
"No!" Kyle yelled, "It's my bed!" They had sat up and turned on a flashlight that kyle kept close. Reluctantly, they worked together, unwrapping themselves.
The pair were glaring at each other. With no winner in sight, Josh gave in, "Fine! You can sleep on your front. But once you're out, I'm rolling us over." Kyle agreed and made himself comfortable enough to fall asleep.
It didn't take long before Kyle started to snore. Josh smiled in spite of himself, and gently rolled over. He put his arm back under the pillow and closed his eyes. He could feel himself drift off, and was quietly asleep. Kyle however had woken up a few minutes after Josh had drifted off, and was no unable to go back to bed. Josh was breathing heavily, so Kyle took it as a sign that he could roll over. He was back asleep within minutes, but now Josh had woken up. The pattern had continued all night long, with the brothers tossing and turning, and morning seemed to be sneaking up quickly.