OUR THIRTY DATES♡

ACCEPTING EACH OTHER

Sunlight passing through the window enters the room, and lightens up the room, as the sunlight fall on the ground, you can see some tiny particles flowing in it, sometimes it looks amazing, as how some things we can't see are there every second with us, it's amazing and amusing at the same time,

Because just like those small dust particles flowing in the air, show how everything works, by going with the flow, and sometimes getting against the flow has its charm, which has its own experiences,

Kushu who was sleeping peacefully in ashima's arms startled by the bright sunlight, he nestled out from ashima's arms, as he slowly flung down from the bed and just sit in that light patch of ground,

As kushu meows and stretch his body, ashima opened her eyes because of the bright sunlight falling in the room, she forgot to close the curtains last night,

Sitting up on her bed, she winced a bit, as her wound got pressed, settling herself by the headboard, ashima runs her fingers through her hair and was thinking about last night, how aman confessed to her, how she was sure but unsure at the same time,

Getting up from her bed, she freshens up and goes outside of her room only to see, aman making breakfast in her kitchen, ashima hesitates to enter but then she realises It's her kitchen, why would she be afraid!!!

Kushu left ashima and straight goes to aman, as he was asking for some food, aman who was peacefully making some rice khichdi got startled by kushu, and then he sees ashima at the door standing there clueless,

As they both make eye contact with each other, everything becomes a little awkward for them, remembering the last night, both were having their battles inside, aman looks at ashima, who was in her loose t-shirt and sweatpants with a messy bun,

He usually sees her in always uptight outfits, showing her independent and confident women's aura, but seeing her in her comfortable clothes with a messy bun, he kinda liked it more than her formal outfits, doesn't wanna say, but she's looking cute...

Ashima looks at aman, who was wearing her apron which says "hotty is cooking", with a spatula in one hand, ashima wants to laugh, he was looking so funny in her apron, still wearing his clothes from last night, but his hair on his forehead and not gelled up, he seems comfortable,

Smiling a bit, ashima comes inside the kitchen and looks at aman and said...

"Good morning"

"Good morning," aman said with a small smile.

"Aman, you don't have to cook breakfast in my home, it's not good that I was sleeping and you were making breakfast in my home...I am sorry"

"Hey, hey relax, it's alright ashima, you don't have to say sorry, and do you think that I will let you do work when you're not well"

"I know, but this is the even first time you came home and I should be the host nha.."

"Ashima, it's fine, I don't mind doing anything for you, I'll be glad if I do..."

"Aman..."

"Okay okay, not pressuring you for anything.."

"No, it's not like that, it just..."

"Let's talk after breakfast ashima, it's better if you eat this kichdi while it's hot"

"Oh yeah...and hot kichdi from a hotty right?"

"What-"

And they both bursts into laughter...

Finishing up their breakfast, ashima was helping aman in the kitchen, doing the dishes, there was no talking between them, sometimes their hand's touched in the sink, and sometimes their shoulders, but both of them were obvious about it, and try to do the work in each other presence, thinking what the other person is thinking about what is happening to them,