#super self indulgent but this acc happened to me (not with a guy) so uhhh here i am

[yuzurins]

# bus rides with you — 10:56 pm

you’re just friends :) word vomit !

you usually don’t stay out this late. your parents are always busy, and the thought of taking public transposition home late at night feels so tedious and also dangerous. it’s hard to not let your anxious thoughts get the better of you when the world is pitch black outside.

well, that is, only if you were alone.

you can’t remember if you had mentioned this fact to reo or not, but even though the boy could get a drive whenever and wherever he wanted, he chose to take the slow, plain old bus with you anyways.

the two of you had been out with your classmates the entire day working on a project. it wasn’t supposed to last this long, but due to certain unexpected interruptions (bachira’s sudden urge to go to an arcade… and isagi constantly insisting that you guys stay for dinner together….), your day has yet to end as you stay stuck on the road for an estimated amount of another 47 minutes.

“are you tired?” reo queries, glancing over at you as he rests his bag on his lap.

he must have noticed how your head’s been bobbing up and down for as long as you’ve been seated. despite it being obvious enough, you still shook your head in denial, refusing to sleep on the stiff seat because you knew you were going to wake up with neck pain.

he’s aware that you’re capable of taking care of yourself, but still, he can’t help but worry. “are you sure? it’s been a long day after all. i think we met up around… 10 hours ago? i don’t blame you for wanting to sleep. i promise to wake you up when it gets to our stop!”

you laugh at his consideration and the way his eyes visibly carry concern. “thank you reo, but i think i’ll leave it for later so i won’t wake up with a broken neck.”

his mouth makes an “O” shape as he acknowledges your reason, and he looks away with a faint red tinting his cheeks.

the back of the bus is empty, the dark outside making the window across show a reflection of reo and you sitting side by side instead of the usual scenery. the light flickers dimly, the sound of the bus engine being the only thing filling the empty atmosphere. you aren’t sure if it’s air conditioning making you shiver, or if it’s because of the feeling of being the only ones in the world.

you stare into your reflection. reo’s looking down, hugging his bag. there’s silence, except it isn’t awkward.

it’s weird, you think, because under any other circumstance, you would be dying to get home immediately. thinking about it realistically, you had just spent your entire day outside, probably lost enough brain cells working on that project together, the rest of them went into playing along with your friends who had way too much energy. anyone would want to get home as soon as possible, but for some odd reason, you want to bask in this mundane scenario for a little longer than 47 minutes.

your social battery is drained, you lack the energy to talk, yet you still feel comfortable just sitting here staring at nothing with reo.

quite strange, isn’t it?

a few minutes pass by as you’re both lost in thought. reo’s attention is focused on you again as you rummage through your bag for something.

you pull out your earbuds and offer the left side to him. “want to listen to music together?”

he takes the earbud and smiles. “yeah. i’d love to.”

you smile back at him, and the sound of the bus engine is overwritten with songs from your favourite playlist. it’s cute how he turns over excitedly with wide eyes asking you for the name of the song that’s playing and how he’s intently listening to each one as well, like he’s studying your music taste.

before you know it, you’re drifting off again despite the fun little musical exchange with reo. regardless of how your mind feels wide awake, ready to savour more of the moment, your body struggles to keep up, an inevitable outcome due to the hectic day you had.

a quiet laugh comes out of the boy next to you, and he tilts his head at you when you shift your gaze over to look at him.

“so much for ‘leaving it for later’, hmm?” he asks.

you hum in agreement, too tired to think of a witty response.

reo taps his shoulder and leans closer to you, signalling for you to rest your head against him. “just sleep, i’ll wake you up and walk you home when it’s time.”

his voice is no louder than a whisper; a saccharine lullaby coaxing you to sleep. it’s tempting, and despite you refusing the first time, you take him up on his offer almost immediately.

he’s warm, his body akin to that of a blanket as you loll in his company.

you wonder if the swelling warmth in your heart is because of him too.

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