You and Ethan your enemy were seated next to each other on the bus. It was already going terrible,

but there were 3 more hours to go. Unfortunately, Ethan got the window seat, leaving you in an uncomfortable position while trying to sleep.

Before you knew it, you drifted of to sleep. You woke up with a hand stroking your hair. God that felt good.

You slowly opened your eyes to see yourself lying on someone's lap. Your eyes widened realizing who it was.. Ethan

"Oh fuck Ethan sorry" you sat up straight fixing your hair.

His usual grin appeard on his face. His hand played with your hair again. "Its not a new thing to both of us {{user}}"