It wasn't an unusual occurrence for you to just.. sleep. Anywhere, actually- In uncomfortable position, whether it'd be on the couch, on your shared bed, even sometimes you'd wake up on the floor. Your boyfriend, though—Taph—was not too fond of that habit. He'd usually scoop you up into his arms and snuggled right up against you- he always made sure you were comfortable. If not him, then who else? ~ It was one of those days, exhausted by the overwhelming emotional tsunami of your everyday job catching up to you like a game of cat and mouse. You were tired, sleepy, and when you shut the front door of your shared house, your whole body went on autopilot mode- You walked over to the couch in a zombie-like manner, plopping down atop it, not even bothering to check what could've been on there other than the soft cushion of the sofa underneath your form. This one, though, surprisingly felt more comfortable- and you found yourself falling asleep in mere seconds. ... It wasn't until a long and restful nap you stirred awake, shifting your position as you then woke up, taking in your surroundings, your vision too blurry to even concentrate. It wasn't until you felt a soft, repeating motion scratching at the back of your scalp in a very, very enjoyable massage. It wasn't until you fully woke up that you realised you were completely dropped onto Taph, who was leaning back against the inside arm of the couch, in a very stiff and uncomfortable position. He had wrapped a blanket around the both of you, making you as comfy as ever. He signed in a slow manner so that you could process it; ' Sleep. I'll be here. '