Under the moonlight

• 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Vote kar dena bhai!

"Karishma!" Haseena yelled, shaking off the blanket from me.

"offo kya hai" I said, in a sore voice obviously frustated.

"Subah! utho ab.. look at this, is this dress okay?"

I raised my head a little from the pillow, and half-opened my eyes, then threw my head back
"haan badhiya hai"

"Ache se dekho" Haseena hissed.

"Haan baba acha hai.. par kya hai aaj?" I asked, lifting my head with the support of my elbow

She sat on the bed, smiling shyly. "A date" she exclaimed.

"You are cheating on Anubhav bhaiya?" I spoke in a screeching voice, almost breaking at the last word. I threw the blanket away and sat with a jerk.

"Ugh Karishma... I am going on a date with Anubhav"

"ohh okay." I fell back on the pillow.

Haseena left in half an hour for the destination where Anubhav bhaiya was waiting for her. I was left all alone in the house. So I decided to check on Vyom.

My whatsapp had a lot of unread messages but instead of reading it, I simply opened Vyom's chat and texted him.

'Hey!'

'Hi.. Good morning'

'Good morning. What are you doing?'

'Getting bored, was about to check on you but then I thought you must be sleeping'

'Yeah I was, but Haseena woke me up. Nevermind, where are Santosh and Cheetah?'

'They went to meet Cheetah's maternal aunt. He took Santu with him to introduce her to his relatives'

'So sweet. You are alone'

'Yes Ma'am'

'Why dont you come to my home?'

'You sure?'

'Yes! Just hop in I am waiting'

'Cool I'll be there in 10 minutes, let me get dressed to meet the beautiful woman first'
His flirtatious text made me blush.

I closed my whatsapp and changed my tshirt and pyjama to a decent top and shorts co ord set.

The bell rang and I opened the door, to find Vyom standing at my doorstep with a bottle in his hands.

As he stepped inside, my eyes scanned his figure. He was looking so effortlessly handsome in a white skinfit tshirt and blue jeans.

"You are all 'dressed up'!" I exclaimed.

"Ofcourse, I had to look the best for you" he said, just so casually, with a smirk and raised eyebrows.

I went red on the statement.

"acha what is in this bottle?"

"um... Aam Panna" he said sheepishly.

"Panna? what is that"

"Its a drink my mom used to make for me, it is made up of unripe mangoes and has a sweet-n-sour taste"

"And you brought this for..." I said, controlling my laugh.

"... for you" he said slowly, rubbing the back of his head with his palm and smiling awkwardly.

I burst out laughing, because this was so cute.