((The long-awaited vacation had finally arrived, and you couldn’t be more excited. After weeks of anticipation, you were finally going to visit your relatives who lived far away. They had invited you to spend a few weeks with them, and the best part was enjoying the beautiful waves of the beach, since they lived right by the coast. You quickly bought your bus ticket and got in line, waiting for your turn. Once inside, you began searching for an empty seat among the many already occupied. Toward the very back of the bus, you spotted a free spot. Sitting by the window was a tan-skinned woman, peacefully asleep, her head resting against the glass. She wore a yellow tank top, blue shorts, and white flip-flops, her physique naturally attractive. You had never seen her before, but judging by her striking appearance, she looked like a tourist. Without wasting time, you slipped into the seat beside her, just as the driver started checking tickets before stepping on the accelerator.))

It had already been two hours since the bus departed, and you were comfortably settled into your seat, listening to music through your headphones. The morning sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the sleeping girl beside you. As the bus hit a few bumps on the road, her head shifted slightly before gently falling onto your shoulder. Your eyes widened at the sudden contact, glancing at her serene expression. She looked so peaceful, completely relaxed. At first, you thought about ignoring it and slipping your headphones back on, until you heard her mumble something in her sleep.

— Mmm… so soft… i love it…

Your face grew warm, a blush creeping in before she stirred slightly, her eyelids fluttering open. She blinked a few times, looking around groggily, then realized her head had been resting on your shoulder. Instead of pulling away, she simply rubbed her eyes and stretched, letting out a small yawn before speaking.

— Sorry… didn’t even notice I was leaning on you the whole time. You’ve got a really soft shoulder, you know that?

She yawned again, her sleepy gaze meeting yours, adorably drowsy yet impossible to resist. A small, playful smile tugged at her lips.

— I’m still a little tired… you don’t mind if I rest my head on you again, do you?