Joe laughed softly. All things considered, he probably wouldn't mind wandering into William's dreams and finding a naked Pete, but that was probably more than William wanted to know and definitely more than Joe really felt was pertinent to say. "I swear I won't hold it against you."
Nervousness radiated off William in tight waves as he lay down and settled on the bed. Joe made a point of doing some unobtrusive straightening, tidying up all the books he hadn't gotten around to putting into a proper place, straightening the homework assignments he'd already gotten from students and hadn't gotten around to grading yet, and even moving his robes toward the laundry. People, he well knew, had a hard time falling asleep with they were being watched and when they couldn't hear him making some kind of ambient noise.
Not two minutes later, however, William's breathing deepened and even as he slipped off into sleep. With practiced efficiency, Joe settled himself on the couch with his feet kicked up on one end and his head pillowed on a bunched up sweatshirt. He slowed his breathing down, forcing it to be deep and even, and very quickly he felt the tides of exhaustion from the last week creeping up.
As he hovered in that in between space after being fully awake and before being fully asleep, he cast his mind out. William was close, so he was easy to fine, and as Joe fell fully asleep, he slipped into William's dream.