Imagine:
"Babe, I'm really tired." You grumbled, not wanting to get up from the couch. You slid down and put your head in his lap.
His long fingers ran through your hair in a soothing motion. "If you fall asleep, I won't wake you."
"Okay."
You slept peacefully on the couch and his lap for an hour with him still running his fingers through your hair. While fast asleep, he picked you up and carried you to the bed you shared. Gustaf laid you down and covered you with the bed sheets and comforter, before doing the same himself.
Your eyes drifted awake and you looked over to see him tucked in next to you. Smiling to yourself, you thought of him lifting you from the couch and carrying you bridal style to your bedroom.
You reached your hand up to his face and held his cheek caringly. He opened his eyes to look at you and smiling. "Hi."