#bnhacuddlepile

They were wedged into the far back row of the bus, bags crammed under their seats and the lights out in the cabin above them. Hitoshi faded in and out of drowsing sleep, lulled back by the rise and fall of Eijirou’s chest whenever he was woken up.

Eijirou was warm; from his torso that Hitoshi leaned against to his arm draped over Hitoshi’s shoulder. His fingers smoothed through the side of Hitoshi’s hair, moving lazily, his mind distracted by something else.

Travelling this early in the morning, the bus was filled with the muffled murmurings and soft whisperings of those trying to keep quiet. Occasionally came the long stuttered sound of a snore, but that never lasted long enough to disturb anyone.

Hitoshi shuffled a little closer to Eijirou, adjusting where his cheek lay, bringing his arm a little tighter around the redhead’s waist. He had his legs drawn up, to make more space for their bags under the seat and a thin blanket draped over them.

Eijirou’s fingers scratched Hitoshi’s scalp behind his ear. Hitoshi shivered and stretched his spine instinctively.

Laughing softly, Eijirou whispered, “You’re like a cat when I scratch you like that.” He bent his head down and kissed Hitoshi’s forehead. “It’s pretty cute.”

Hitoshi opened one eye, giving Eijirou a half-hearted glare as the tips of his ears began to burn red. “....I’m trying to sleep,” he complained.

“Sorry,” Eijirou smiled. His scratching fingers ran to the back of Hitoshi’s neck and he rubbed there instead. “You get your rest. I’ll wake you up later, okay?”

Hitoshi closed his eye, groaning softly as Eijirou’s fingers worked the knots out of his neck. It was completely unfair how well Eijirou understood the human body. It was also completely unfair how he tucked the blanket a little higher around Hitoshi and drew him close, making it easier for Hitoshi to curl up against his side, head tucked under his chin, and drift off again.