Fatigue-Lap-Falling Asleep

He said he was tired and asked her if he could lay his head on her lap for a while. She nodded in agreement.

They exchanged an idle conversation about the books they were reading. It did not last long because some minutes later, her lover drifted off to a soundless sleep.

She gently caressed the wavy locks of his raven hair. He looked so boyishly handsome in his sleep that it made her heart swelled with affection. She could not help but steal a kiss from his partly open lips.

Never before had she experienced the sweet delicacy of peace as she was now.

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