Dangerous Thoughts
[Adrian's POV]
Johan hopped off of the passenger's seat as soon as Adrian parked his motorbike in front of the bus station. He trudged to the ticket counter as if the enormous backpack mounted on his back weighed nothing. Adrian could only wonder what was inside, because it looked like a bag for mountain climbing.
After buying a ticket and snacks, they both stepped inside the bus and took a seat at the back. There bus was still half empty, so Adrian stayed seated beside Johan on the red faux-leather chair.
"You should go home," Johan said. "You looked sleepy already."
Feeling no ounce of shame, Adrian lay his head on Johan's shoulder and laced their fingers together. He felt no resistance from the shorter male, but his light chuckle drew a smile on his tired face.
"You can't sleep here, Rain. Someone will occupy that seat later."
"But you're comfy. Maybe I should just come with you, Han."