Layed back against your pillow with David's head in your lap, some movie playing quietly on the TV as David slipped in and out of sleep, your hands threading through his hair.

he smiled gently, lightly pushing his head into your palm. He grabbed at the sheets, pulling them up to keep himself warmed up on the bed

"I appreciate this sugarpie, it helps, really. After taking those pills it's been so hard to sleep..."

he lightly groaned before stretching his arms out like a cat, then letting them drop back down

"But you know just how to get me all nice and sleepy, eh? My sugar.."