| 𝔉𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔡 |
Though they are poles apart and are rather involved with different people, Aditya and Nandini discover how easy it is for them to fall in love with each other.
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Coming across each other in the exo...
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The chirping of the birds outside and the vibrations on her phone woke her up. Her eyelids fluttering, she licked her lips, groaned as pain shot through the back of her head, and snapped her eyes open. Her phone was incessantly ringing somewhere in her home, but she wasn't sure where it was. Neither did she have enough energy left in her to make the effort, get up, and search for it. She was disconcerted too. The expanse of white on the ceiling and the brown fabric covering the cushiony surface adjacent to her conveyed that she had fallen asleep on her couch. Additionally, the sharp headache weighing her down told her that she had gone overboard with the intake of alcohol last night.
With another groan emanating from her mouth, she sat up as her palms went to hold her head and tug at the base of her hair. Frustration rattled her senses as the pain refused to subside, and she shut her eyes to recollect the events leading up to the moment when she had fallen asleep.
A moment later, like a movie reel, the events continued to flit across her mind. She was drinking too much despite his warnings. They danced together. They argued. She threw her drink on his face. He ruined her apartment. They nearly kissed. And then... blank.
A small smile appeared on her lips along with a blush on her cheeks when she reminisced how glorious the drumroll had been, how ecstatic she had felt when his lips were only a breath away from her. Hiding her face behind her palms, she giggled to herself, repenting the drumroll when she should have actually kissed him, and censured her body for falling asleep at the most crucial juncture of her life.
She let her arms slide to her sides, the silly grin not leaving her face despite the throbbing in her head, and she gathered her loose hair into a bun before hauling the blanket off her and casting a glimpse at the still-vibrating phone on the center table. It was already 11:30 am, and her father was constantly ringing her with over fifteen missed calls and thirty-five messages waiting for her.
Letting out a sigh, she was about to pick up the phone after leaning towards the glass-top table, but her attention went towards the broad and naked back of a man on the other couch. Her eyes widened, and a shriek escaped her mouth. Throwing the blanket off her, she hurriedly slid down from the couch and flailed her arms and legs.
"Oh my God! There is an intruder in my house," she screamed.
He stirred and rolled over on his back, groaning. "Ugh! Not so loud."
Her shouts halted when she discerned that it was no one other than the Devil sleeping in her house, and she let out a breath of relief. "Oh, it's you."
He squinted his eyes open and sat upright, ruffling his tousled hair and letting out a somnolent yawn.
Heat crept up her cheeks when she saw him shirtless in front of her. His well-defined body with toned muscles looked back at her, and she promptly veered. "Put on a shirt, you brute! Why did you take it off?"
He huffed, snatching his crumpled shirt from the floor. "Your AC doesn't work, Baby Elephant. It was getting too hot at night."
She bit her tongue. "I think the temperature was a bit too high. I... I get cold. So..."
