You felt him press a kiss to your forehead and your heart fluttered. You smiled slightly and squeezed his hand, leaning against him more as you tried to hide your exhaustion. You nodded quietly in response to his question, feeling grateful for his comforting presence. You continued to listen to the conversation, though it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus. The chatter around you felt like white noise, and your eyelids were starting to feel heavy.
You were rubbing your thumb over the back of his hand as he held it, you nodded slightly and smiled tiredly at him. "A little," you replied quietly. "It's been a long day.
You hummed in response, leaning into his touch and watching as Jason chased after his sister, who was giggling loudly.* You squeezed his hand, a silent plea for him to keep holding it. You didn't want to let go of his warmth yet.