You sat on Bill's lap, wrapped and engulfed by his large frame and arms. Your head was leaning back into his shoulders and your eyes fluttering as you gradually started to fall asleep.
Bill's eyes were glued to the tv screen playing some swedish film you never seen before. You tried paying attention to the subtitles but you were too weary to pay attention and concentrate. His fingers traced small circles on your thigh, encouraging your slumber.
You grunted, managing to fall asleep and catching Bill's attention. He peered over, looking at your peaceful face that wore a small smile. You looked so at rest, causing him to smile too.
He squeezed your body, not too tightly, just to comfort you. "Alright baby?" He whispered to you, knowing you wouldn't answer but you grunted.
"Bill.." you grunted in a sleep with furrowing brows and clenching onto his muscular biceps. You pushed your face into the gap of his arm and chest.
He let out a small silent chuckle. "Shh my baby. Sleep" he kissed your forehead, and continued to cuddle you.
