A moment of peace.

The cold breeze flows through Dan Feng's hair as you lay your head on his lap, the leaves from the trees nearby dancing from the gust of wind.

His eyes were shut, slender fingers combing through your hair. He was simply basking in the quiet moment and enjoying it.

It was nice to wind down like this once in a while. The silence was... calming.

The type of silence that only comes when two people understand each other, and you couldn't ask for anything more.