A few days later, Saraf and Sayani gazed at each other at the university library while saraf was asking Mr. Dubey about a new stack of books, just arrived in the library.
Saraf: heyo
Sayani: hie, what's up with these many books !?
Saraf: nothing, just some research-related stuff. (saraf winking his left eye )
Sayani : lemme help you ( sayani winked back)
saraf: yes, I want help(saraf makes a gesture to Mr. Dubey to handle the youth festival bunk)
Sayani: what about moving to my place after we get the shit done!?
Saraf: oohh...o...okay...
Sayani: your ears are all read ( chortling )
saraf: be here. I'll fetch a taxi & we'll do the shit.
Sayani: sure...(saraf left for a while )
Mr. Dubey: darn this boy...
sayani : ohh, afternoon sir...
Mr. Dubey: he's a tough guy. Take care of him.
Sayani:(uncomfortably ) ohh...yes sir(saraf came and opened the taxi door)
saraf: get in. We have a lotta work to do right now...
Sayani: yess
Saraf : (giving one of the earbuds) Have this. It's entertaining...
Sayani: what's the genre !?
saraf: pyaar huya ikraar huya hai, pyaar se fir bhi kyu darta hai dil... (singing in hindi)
Sayani: Hindi retro !! I like it. (plugs the earbud in her ear)
saraf: Damn, you're killing me now. You're so my type!!
Sayani: (crimson red all over her face )thank you...
car tire screeched. The driver got out and checked the problem. 5 minutes later.
Driver: Sir, the car ran out of gas. We can't move ahead. You can get a cab just after a 5 min walk down the street. Hope you get a car as soon as possible.
Sayani: my home is just 2 miles from here. I guess we should walk. My neighbors say it's kinda good over here at the walking bridge.
Saraf: sure. ( pays 30$ to the driver)
Driver: thank you...
Sayani & saraf left. Plodding on the road with her, they reached the bridge. The aesthetic pink sky and the water reflection were nevertheless a perfect place for them.
Sayani: look at this view. It's so beautiful.
Saraf:(gazing at Sayani ) yeah, it's beautiful.
Sayani: your ears are red again.
Saraf: what? No, you brat, it's not like that.
Sayani : (chuckles) surely you're shy
Saraf: let's move. I have to learn the steps, or else I won't be able to perform this weekend.
Sayani: Okey Dokey lessgooboth of them went to Sayani's house. 2 hours passed. They were practicing dance in her home dance studio.
Saraf: bring me some water please (sweating)(saying got him some water )
saraf : (in cracking voice) can we dance together for once?
Sayani: Yes, sure. (while dancing, she fell for an instance when saraf grabbed her waist)
(low music in the background: gravity is working against me, and gravity wants to bring me down... gravity by john mayor)
saraf: I'm drowning in your charcoal black eyes, saying...
Sayani: (blushing) why did you stop, scumbag...!? Kiss me!!
(saraf tried to kiss her on the lips, but he was so scared that he kissed her on the cheeks...Sayani was astonished as her face reddened like her lip gloss)
(next day, Mr. Dubey and Saraf were talking in the library)
Mr. Dubey: so you did make out !?
Saraf: you can't call it a make-out...
Mr. Dubey: damn, you're so hasty (sighs). Did you propose to her !?
Saraf: No...
Mr. Dubey: what are you waiting for then !?
Saraf: yo yo yo man, this is difficult...
Sayani: what is difficult !? ( grabbing a seat )
Saraf: no...nothing...nothing. (winking at Mr. Dubey) how do you do !?
Sayani: good as fuck. But don't we have some work to do?
Saraf: oh yes we do... let's go.
(place: Saraf's house. time: 7.00pm. Saraf brings some white sauce pasta)
Saraf: here you go, white sauce pasta by your fav...vorite.. chef...(awkwardly)
Sayani: (tastes a bit) man, I swear if you're gonna be my man someday... I won't have to cook.
Saraf: oh...yeah yeah.
Sayani: I love you saraf...
Sayani grabbed his collar and pulled him over her, then she smooched him. Saraf hooked her against the wall, staring at her eyes...
Sayani: you always stop at the wrong moments!!
Saraf: I won't stop this time...
their lips intertwined when her hormones were at their peak, rushing all because of a long-long french kiss.
Mr. Dubey: mhmm...
Saraf: lemme help you... which one do you want?
Sayani: ohh that red one...
Saraf: hold this...(gives her the book) let's go...
(saraf and Sayani left. about half an hour later, they were found in Mr. Wislon's cabin)
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