[ At first he's like a child who's too stubborn to sleep, fighting it. As soon as he moves and lowers himself down, Elena feels herself pause. Oh...okay. This is...different.
She hadn't meant lay his head down in her lap to sleep, she'd meant sleep on the pillow. Her lap couldn't be comfortable...
Sighing, gives in and doesn't protest. Her fingers brush along his ear and over his hair. ]
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She hadn't meant lay his head down in her lap to sleep, she'd meant sleep on the pillow. Her lap couldn't be comfortable...
Sighing, gives in and doesn't protest. Her fingers brush along his ear and over his hair. ]