♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
When Wallace agreed to help Neil practice his lines, he never expected the other to be so-- energetic. What should have been a simple line reading involved much more dancing & howling than he'd anticipated.
---- so he supposed he shouldn't have been too surprised when, after they'd retreated back to the dorms to clean up before dinner, he suddenly found himself playing body pillow as Neil shifted to rest his head in his lap, eyes already closed by the time Wallace looked down, brows quirked.
It only takes a moment for him to adjust, expression easing into one of contentment as he leans his head against the wall, & as fingers find refuge in the others hair, he can't help but think how wonderful an idea it had been to help run lines in the first place.