He rested his head on her lap. It had been an exhausting day. Both breathed out a sigh as the sofa welcomed them.
He looked up at her with those eyes. She caressed his head and smiled at him. Slowly his eyes closed as the stress of the world faded away.
Music ballads from their youth played while a single candle flickered away on the coffee table. Her socked feet swayed a little, keeping the beat.
As the evening wore on, tiredness overcame them. She shifted a little, trying not to disturb him. She curled up into him and laid her head on his chest.
Sweet dreams, my love.