Absolutely, Muffin! ( A Deepak Chahar Fanfiction )

Chapter 18

(Listen to the song as you read)

Enala

When I woke up in the morning, my head was heavy and spinning, my gut clenched, the contents waiting for an exit. I rushed into the bathroom and emptied my stomach into the toilet. My throat burnt and my eyes watered.

I feel like absolute shit!

I immediately stripped and stood under the shower, the warm water running down my body, relaxing my muscles.

My head was pounding and my stomach hurt. So this is what a hangover feels like. I've never drank anything other than wine and champagne, and I should have kept it that way. Shouldn't have gulped all that.. whatever it was last night. I don't even know what it was, geez Nala!

I came out of the bathroom in a towel only to realise that I was in Deepak's bedroom. Weren't we in his study last night? Did I pass out? I don't remember anything from last night . I really hope I didn't say anything to embarrass myself.

I looked out his enormous balcony and it was raining heavily. I'm kinda glad coz the sun would have just annoyed me more. I opened his closet and pulled out some clothes. I wore his baggy sweatpants and one of his tshirts and removed my hair from the towel, letting my wet hair down. Small droplets of water slid down and wet his t-shirt. I also took out a pair of his socks and wore them.

I slowly made my way into the kitchen and saw Deepak at the stove. Whatever it was, it smelled divine and my stomach roared in hunger.

I tiptoed gently and sat on the high chair at the table watching him do his thing.

The muscles on his backs flexed for every movement, His hair wet and water dripping down his back, his grey sweatpants giving me a generous view of his sweet ass.

Stop gawking at him like he's a piece of meat Nala!

As if he heard my mental dialogue, deepak turned around and smirked at me.

"Good morning sweetheart"

"Don't say anything! I'm embarassed enough", I whined, covering my face with my palms.

I heard him chuckling and felt his warm hands on mine, removing them from my face.

"Don't be embarrassed. You were super cute. How are you feeling?", He asked, still holding my hand.

"Terrible. My head and stomach hurt".

He nodded, turning around to get me some tablet and a glass of water.

"I made you some dosa and chutney, I hope you like them", he said looking at my face.

I nodded smiling, gulping the tablet and finishing my glass of water.

"Deepak.. did I say anything inappropriate last night? I don't seem to remember", I blushed.

"You said a lot of things darling", he winked.

Oh no!

He walked close to me and bent over the table, his face inches away from mine.

"You said I was hot, boiling water hot to be precise. You also said you love my abs", he smirked.

Can someone dig a hole and bury me alive?

My whole body burned in embarrassment and I could feel his eyes on my face.

"Never let me drink!!!", I groaned covering my face and placing my head on the table.

"Drunk you is damn adorable do you know that?", I felt his hand on my head gently rubbing through my scalp.