On this fresh cold morning, the two of them were peacefully enjoying the silent moment, the warm sun on their face and of course their presence. No words spoken.
The male simply minds his own business, losing himself in his own thoughts, his eyes closed and hands in his pockets, while his company is reading a book, her eyes following every word but slowly closing themselves through time. As she fell into a deep slumber, her hands left the book to fall down on her lap slowly. Her head lowers every minute it passes, her chest slowly rising and falling and her hair falling in front of her face. The male couldn't help but notice her sleeping, he took her legs, placing them on his lap while stroking them gently. His other hand made it's way behind her head, pulling her closer to himself. "I guess you're in dreamland without me" he said with a calming voice and a smile on his lips.
It didn't take too long till he fell into a deep slumber as well.
(Did you enjoyed my small shit story? And the fast catastrophical drawing)