Bus (1/1)

Summary: An accidental meeting on the bus could lead to so much more…

Warnings: Fluff, Cliché, PG-13

A/N: A drabble that I may or may not continue :DHis bus was running late, he noticed with displeasure. He swore, looking at his wristwatch; the time read 8:00 AM. Chanyeol narrowed his eyes, burning a hole into the clock, as if his eyes could reverse time. “Aish!” he exclaimed. “Where is this bus!?” Eying his watch one more time, he slumped in his seat, dejectedly. His regular bus was more than half an hour late and at this rate he was going to be late to work.Chanyeol sighed, rubbing his head as a headache was quickly developing. At the same time, his body was protesting for more sleep.Yesterday, he had worked a fourteen-hour shift and by the time he got home, he had classes to attend. He hadn’t slept in two days and the lack of sleep was taking a toll on his weak body.Finally, after an hour of waiting for his bus, it came. He sluggishly got into the vehicle and paid for his bus fee. Chanyeol scanned the bus in order to find an empty seat, spotting a free seat next to a foreign looking male.“Excuse me.” The male looked at him, an eyebrow raised. The foreigner looked like he was of Asian descent, only with dirty blond hair. ‘Probably dyed,’ he mused. Chanyeol coughed awkwardly. “May I sit here?” The stranger nodded. Chanyeol beamed. “Thank you!”He half-enthusiastically, half-lifelessly plopped into the seat, earning another strange look from the foreigner. Chanyeol ignored the eyes on him and glanced at his watch. 9:00AMIf he were to make it to the coffee shop in half an hour, maybe his boss wouldn’t fire him… It doesn’t hurt to try anyways.He stared outside the window, trying to estimate the time it would take him to get to his workplace, only to notice that there was traffic.He groaned.There goes his job, he thought bitterly. He seemed to enough bad luck that not only was his bus late but there was traffic.Chanyeol rubbed his eyes tiredly. He had woken up early in order to catch his bus and all he wanted to do was sleep. His eyes were heavy, sleep taking over his body as the rocking of the bus lulled him to sleep.‘Maybe I can just shut my eyes for five minutes… Just five minutes…’And then he shut his eyes, the world turning black...Something heavy landed on his shoulder, snapping him out of his revere. Kris looked to the side, noticing that the male from earlier was sleeping on his shoulder.Annoyance immediately filled his mind, only to dissipate when he saw how peaceful the younger male looked. Usually, Kris would have shoved the male off him, but the male looked like he needed the sleep desperately. Earlier, when the younger male had asked to sit beside him, he looked extremely tired, as if he hadn’t been sleeping and instead, overworking himself until he looked dead.He looked out the window, noticing that he had reached his destination. Kris hesitated. His eyes landed on the younger male. If he were to get off the bus now, the male would wake up, but Kris didn’t want that. The kid looked tired and deserved to rest, even if it was on his shoulder.He sighed.Yixing and Luhan could wait a while longer...Chanyeol jolted awake when the bus came to a screeching halt, his body lolling forward ever so slightly.“Hu-“ Something heavy was weighing on his head. He shifted, and a groan erupted from the body beside him. That’s when he noticed that his seatmate was resting on him.Embarrassment flushed through his body. How embarrassing!Was he sleeping on this stranger? They were so close that he could practically see the stranger’s light stubble and flawless skin.Chanyeol quietly moved, trying to dismantle his body from the other. The stranger groaned again, shifting his head to lean on the window instead.He sighed in relief. He moved from the stranger and the realization that he had fallen asleep struck him.He panicked, looking at his watch.10:00AM.He was late. He was fucking late. He abruptly got up and signaled the bus driver to stop the bus in order to get off.Looking back at the stranger once more, Chanyeol whispered a small “thank you” and bolted from the scene...When Kris woke up, he realized that he was alone and that the bus was practically empty. The boy who fell asleep on him was gone and for some reason, he felt disappointed.He groaned, noticing that Luhan sent him several texts, asking him where he was.9:03AM Where are you?9:06AM Are you running late?9:08AM Hello?9:12AM Yifan?9:15AM ARE YOU OKAY?9:19AM Answer me!9:23AM Wu Yifan!Kris chuckled.10:07AM I’m fine, Luhan. Sorry, I’m running late. Let’s meet at the café near the bookstore.Immediately, a response followed.10:07AM How come you didn’t respond to me! I was so worried! I was about to call the cops!The young male that fell asleep on his shoulder flooded through his mind.10:08AM I’ll tell you later. I’ll see you in a few.Kris sighed, locking his phone.He wanted to know the boy’s name…..“Yifan! Over here!” An overly enthusiastic Luhan exclaimed, waving his hand frantically to indicate his location. Beside him sat Yixing, the owner of the café.“Hey, Yifan,” Yixing greeted.“Hey,” he said, sitting down. “I’m sorry for how late I am.” Luhan gave him a mocking look.“Spill,” Luhan demanded. “Why were you late?” Kris laughed. He explained to them the boy who slept on his shoulder—who captivated him.“Wait,” Yixing said. “You said that a boy with cropped, dyed brown hair and large ears fell asleep on you—and you guys were on the bus?”“Yeah. Strange, huh?” Yixing laughed.“I think I know who you’re talking about.” Confusion filled Kris’ face, thinking he heard wrong.“What?”“Nothing,” Yixing brushed off. Kris frowned. It wasn’t like Yixing to hide things from him. Luhan cocked his head, silently demanding Yixing to tell him. Kris stood up.“I’m going to order some drinks. You guys want anything?” “Get me an Americano!” Luhan said. Yixing waved him off.“I’m good. Go order.” Kris slowly made his way to the counter, questioning his friend’s weird behavior...“Why were you laughing?” Luhan asked. Yixing grinned.“I have an inkling suspicion that the boy who fell asleep on Yifan is my employee.” Luhan gawked.“How do you know?”“The boy came in very late, saying that he accidently fell asleep on the bus—on a stranger this morning. It’s the very bus that Yifan took today.”Luhan gaped...Kris rubbed his head as he got into line to order. He couldn’t stop thinking about that boy from earlier.Something about that boy made him feel the urge to protect him.“Hi, I’ll be with you in a moment,” a deep voice from the counter rang. Kris furrowed his eyebrow in confusion. Where had he heard that voice? He could have sworn he heard that somewhere…And then he saw him.The boy from earlier was making another customer’s order, his tongue sticking out in concentration.His heart began to beat rapidly.It was him. He found him...Chanyeol wiped the sweat forming on his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt. He was exhausted and he just started working.“Hi, I’ll be with you in a moment,” he said, working on making a latte for the woman who just ordered.Chanyeol felt guilty that he didn’t thank the man from the bus properly for letting him sleep on his shoulder. He was surprised that the man didn’t shove him off for sleeping on him.“Sorry for keeping you waiti—“ The words got stuck in his throat when he was greeted with the stranger from earlier. Chanyeol’s heart beat rapidly.Kris smiled. “Hello. Nice to see you again.”A/N: It's my intention to leave the ending off here, ambigious and all. But maybe one day I'll continue it. :)