his door creaks open once he shuts off the lights, feeling the hours of sitting in his lower back. he knew this nights sleep would last until mid afternoon, potentially more. his office door closes with a low click. he could see the nightlights poking from under the door, he knew you loved the type of lighting from the lampposts. he had never seen someone fall asleep so quickly. he opens the door to your bedroom after washing himself up, prepping for the night. his tired eyes fall into your form. words couldn't describe how beautiful he thought you are, especially now with the blankets barley wrapped over you, and your hair messy from tossing and turning. he feels his lips tug upwards as he walks quietly towards the bed, prompting himself to collapse as gently as he could on top of you. the best pillow in the world, he wouldn't choose anything else. his light smile remained on his face as he drifted off into his comforting sleep, his arm draped over your waist and his head gently tucked under yours.