'And she says she doesn't get tired easily,' Killian thought as he ran his fingers through Amelia's hair.
She was in deep sleep, clinging to his torso as she dreamt of something happy because she kept smiling. Killian liked to think he was the reason there was a smile in her sleep. Once again, Amelia had fallen asleep without his help and she showed no signs of waking up anytime soon.
Killian did not share the need to get some rest which was why he stayed awake to watch over her and enjoy tangling his fingers in her hair. Her head laid flat against his chest and like always, one of her legs was placed over his, almost trapping him to the bed.
Killian continued to toy with her hair, twirling a few strands around his finger and letting it fall. It was a sight to witness how strange he had become for finding joy in playing with her hair.
