Dreaming

They would sometimes fall asleep together, curled up on Toni's couch, drifting off to the murmur of whatever film they had agreed upon that night. She would always be the first to go, her head nodding softly against his shoulder, light breaths escaping through barely parted lips as she dreamt, so often with a small smile upon her face, against him. And sometimes he would watch her, would press light kisses against the cobalt streaks in her hair and drift off with his lips tangled against her dark waves, waking a few scant hours before dawn with a sheepish expression because they'd fallen asleep again...

Too tired to finish any of the other Hanna projects I've started (five so far), and this picture kind of materialized in my mind on the drive home from work. Very scribbly, but done entirely without references... although the hands are FAIL, I am horrible at hands. And I know they look a bit different (especially Toni), but I'm rather happy how it turned out.

The above text is from one of the aforementioned projects still in the works, though that should be coming soon (if my muse is feeling generous)... I'M SORRY, MORE TONRAD MUSH. But they're so cute, amirite?

Anyways, both of these sweet dreamers belong to the lovely and her amazing webcomic Hanna is Not a Boy's Name... If you haven't read it, go NOW!
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