Cigarette under moonlight (bxb)

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I couldn't concentrate on my homework, I was too busy thinking about him. It's been two days since I last saw and talked to him, I was worried. I usually saw him leaving for work, I even memorised the time he left for work so I would accidentally bump into him and then we chat for a while from our balcony but for the last two days I haven't seen him. Something in me hurts physically and I can't deal with it. I now understand what longing means.

If in any way I could just get to know how he was. Maybe he gets tired and sleeps early. Maybe his timing changed for office.

"Okay, Aarav stop! You need to finish this essay today and you need to focus so get your mind off him and work." I opened my laptop and continued reading about BPD. So as you people don't know I'm doing Majors in Psychology and I love it but I just hate the assignments I think it's time they should stop giving us these it makes me question my whole career decision.

After good two hours, I was finally done with it. I took my book and threw it, the satisfaction I got even tho I shouldn't have done that I felt awesome. Now I'm never gonna study. I'm gonna tear all the books- textbooks- and throw them in the air. Gosh, I wish I could do that.

I stood up and stretched a little then decided to go out for a walk. I grabbed my phone and changed then went downstairs grabbed the keys and went out. Parents were out for a week so Dev and I have the whole house to ourselves. The best thing that ever happened but also the worst as now Dev's inner chef came alive and let me tell you that you die before you eat whatever he cooked.

I closed the door and turned around to see the love of my li- wait not to love, I don't love him I just like him and want to spend every moment with him. Just that much.

Should I wave at him? Wait he can't see me he has his back turned on me. Scream? No that's weird and embarrassing okay okay calm down, maybe I should just go and say hi to him? Yeah, that's normal. Wow, now my hands are sweating. And now I can't feel my legs, just great. Ooh look now we have my heart beating fast, maybe I shouldn't do it-

"Hi, Niiikuum! Long time huh, Whatcha doing?" Just great

"Wha- oh you! Sorry, I just got startled, how are you?" He opened his door and went inside while I just stood there wondering if I should follow him or if that would be rude. He put his bag on the couch and turned to see me standing near the door and chucked.

"You can come in you know"

"Yeah sorry" For some reason I didn't know how to walk there but I somehow awkwardly walked and just stood near the couch and looked around. I realised this was the first time I was here, it was similar to our house but the interior was much more Morden.

"Your house is nice"

"Ah thanks, I did all this" he looked around and had a proud smile, "I'll just go and change real quick and come back, you sit here"

I nodded like a lost kid and sat while he went. I was feeling weird like these butterflies in my stomach were fighting at this point. I wanted to scream and run and throw my phone and then jump from somewhere at the same time. My heart was not in my chest anymore I think it was following Nikum and probably watching him getting changed- okay let's not go there, really don't want to imagine with shirtless-

And I just did imagine him like that.

I needed some distraction so I pulled out my phone and started to text nick luckily I got his reply instantly and he was also having a breakdown like me so we both were just saying our story while not paying attention to what the other was saying, I didn't notice when Nikum came back and went into the kitchen and came back with two mugs. I looked up when I smelled the sweet aroma of my coffee.

"Coffee, aw my baby"

"Th-thanks"

I looked up in confusion, "huh?"

"Oh OH, I thought you said tha- wait no oh you said that to that I'm sorry-" Nikum was flustered and he looked so adorable.

"Wait wait breath," I told him and I suddenly had this burst of confidence I held his hands and he looked at me first in shock and then he looked down, blushing. I'm not sure and I don't want to get my hopes up so let's say he looked down because he couldn't handle my shiny face. And I made it weirder.

He was looking down and I was looking at him for about 5383737 years and trust me I didn't have any problem being like that except for the fact that my hands were getting a little sweaty. Finally, he looked up and smiled at me and said that we should drink our coffee as it'll get cold I said it's already cold and he looked at me and asked if we should continue holding hands.

"Yeah, but you don't think my hands are sweaty right? Cause I can.... wi...pe it? It sounds so gross-"

"Oh no it's fine" he chuckled and removed his hands, so my hands are sweaty, god I ask you for one thing and you take it away! "you know that you are adorable"

And with that my heart was already on the verge of exploding with happiness exploded.