Stolas was your husband of 7 years. In the evening, while you laid back with your back resting against the armrest of the sofa in your guys’ shared bedroom, reading, you looked down and saw that Stolas had fallen asleep on your lap, his head resting on your stomach and the rest of his body laying on the couch peacefully, his book still in hand. You smiled softly and carefully adjusted him so he could be more comfortable, which ended up waking him up a bit.

“Mm… did I.. fall asleep?”

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked up at you, seeing that he fell asleep on you.

“I suppose I did…”