✧It all started with a slap✧
╰┈➤ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝑺𝒆𝒉𝒈𝒂𝒍
She is beautiful, smart, and an introvert who has no problem putting others in their proper places. She is selfless and compassionate and prioritises others before herself.
She is trying...
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"What happened in this room?" I heard, and my eyes widened, ready to pop out of their sockets. I averted my gaze from him to see Maa standing at the door, hands folded on her chest.
"maa--uhh maa--"
"Why are you not sleeping, Mom?" Rudra asked, interrupting me. I glared at him again, but he did not seem bothered. I turned around to face Maa and waited for her response.
"I was sleeping, but guess what? I heard a loud bang and went to look for it. "I heard you both shouting," she said, her brow furrowed as she looked around the room.
I followed her gaze, taking in the state of the room, which was a mess with cotton flying everywhere. My face flushed with embarrassment, and I clenched the blanket in my hands, wanting to punch his smirking face.
"I am sorry, maa, for disturbing your sleep," I apologised, and she opened her mouth to say something but instead nodded and walked away.
Then I noticed his state and began laughing, causing him to jump and stare at me, perplexed.
"you-- oh my god-- you are c-covered in co-otton" I collapsed on the edge of the bed, clutching my stomach. It was everywhere in his hair.
He stood unbothered while I relaxed and exhaled a long breath. I raised my head to look at him.
"First, take a look at yourself," he said flatly as he dragged the duvet into the closet.
I dashed into the bathroom when I realised what he had said and found myself covered in cotton as well. My clothes and hair, and I laughed at him when I looked like a clown myself. I facepalmed and started removing the cotton. After I was convinced I was clean, I returned to the room.
He changed his clothes and was cleaned as well. He raised an eyebrow as I walked towards him. I got up on my tiptoes and leaned in closer to his face. He was standing as stiff as a stick.
"What are-" he says hoarsely.
"Shh..." and he gulps hard.
His warm breaths hit my face, being close to his, and my heart was racing, ready to come out. I removed a small cotton ball from his hair and stepped back.
"You had this in your hair," I said a little breathlessly, clearing my throat and showing him the cotton before blowing it away.
He looked up, closed his eyes, took a long, shuddering breath, and rubbed his face, his ears and neck turning red. We cleared the bed and returned to our side of the bed, this time with a new duvet.
It is simple to tease him.
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I awoke to the sound of birds chirping cheerfully. I opened my eyes and looked around the dimly lit room. My head was foggy. I notice the black curtains are completely drawn, preventing sunlight from entering the room, and I realise I am not in my room.
