CHAPTER 9

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THIRD PERSON POV

A person torn apart a letter and throw it inside his already paper full dustbin. It was none other than Khalid. He sighs in frustration. After that day, he was receiving more and more letters.

At first khalid thought that it was a prank, but some time later, he started receiving .ore letters, saying how beautiful, gorgeous he is, Khalid shivers at those words.

Khalid tried to investigate from where and who is writing this letters to him. But he couldn't find out cause there was no name or address there. Just a letter always in the mailbox with his name written on it

Khalid was stressed, he had to go on missions, deal with his crush, and now this too.

Khalid signs and decided to go out for a walk. The garden was empty, everybody was busy at there work. As he was walking, Major Aayan also came there. (Author- Bro, why are you and Kabir everywhere 😶👁️👄👁️)

"Sir" Khalid saluted him and Aayan did did the same too. They chatted for a little bit when Aayan came a little closer to khalid making him startled.

"Tum thode tension mae lag rahe ho, kya hua?" Aayan asked with a worried expression and put his hand on Khalid shoulder.

"Wohh,.......kooch nhi, bus ese hi kooch kooch raha tha" Khalid lied and Aayan looks at him likes he knows that khalid is lying but didnt said anything, Khalid was grateful for that.

"Agar tumhe koi problem ho to mujhe tum bta sakte ho, okay" Aayan said and patted his shoulder and khalid nodded.

"So, nae sooch raha tha, why don't you train with me, maybe tumhara maan halka ho jai?" Aayan asked.

"Train?........umm" Khalid thinks about it.

"Mana mat karna, tum stress mae ho, kooch aur kaam karne sae tumhara maan thoda halka ho jaiga" Aayan said and khalid thinks for a moment and then nodded.

"Ok, maybe its a good idea" He said and Aayan smiles.

"Thats the spirit, lets go" Aayan said and lead Khalid to the gym room. The room was empty, and khalid shivers, he don't know why but he just have a bad feeling.

"Chalo, shuru karte hae" Aayan said and started taking off his shirt making khalid startled and jump in surprise.

"Sir?!!!,........y-yeh aap kya kr rahe hae!" Khalid stutter and looks at him with blushing cheeks, Aayan chuckles.

"Hum dono ladke hae, Itna kya sharma rahe ho, bus shirt hi toh utari hae, now come on, lets start" Aayan said and gets in his position, Khalid signs and gets in his position too.

They both started throwing kicking and punches at each other. Aayan grabbed khalid leg which was about to kick him and wrapped his arms around Khalid waist.

"Nice try, but mujhe nhi hara paoge" Aayan said in khalid ears. Khalid shivers and grins.

"Wo to hum baad mae dekhenge" Khalid said and thrust his elbow on Aayan stomach making him grunt and loose his hold around khalid.

Khalid sees the approtunity and grabbed Aayan hand and put it behind his back.

"Kya hua sir, aap to jeet rahe thae?" Khalid tease and Aayan chuckle. The next second, Aayan lock hus one leg with Khalid, making him fall on the ground and Aayan went on top of him.

"Ab batao?" Aayan grins as he pinned khalid hand on top of his head. Khalid tried to get away but it was no use.

"Fine, you win" Khalid pouted and Aayan laughs, the laughter was echoing in the empty room and Aayan was still on top of khalid. Aayan had only take off his shirt, he was still wearing his white tee.

Aayan is muscular, not as much as kabir but still very muscler and Aayan whole body weight was on top of Khalid.

Aayan was staring at khalid with such a gaze that khalid was starting to become uncomfortable. Suddenly Aayan put his one hand on khalid cheek making khalid widen his eyes. Aayan face starting to come closer and before khalid could say anything-

"WHAT. THE. HELL. IS. GOING. ON" Kabir angry voice said making both khalid and Aayan startled. They both look at the gym entrance and see kabir glaring at them both. Khalid hurriedly push Aayan and stand up.

"S-sir" Khalid squeak, his face was on fire. But kabir was glaring draggers at Aayan. Aayan was looking at Kabir with raised eyebrow and with irritated gaze.

Khalid wants to explain to kabir that its not whats its look like but before he could say anything, kabir gripped his wrist and dragged khalid with him.

Kabir was dragging khalid through the hall, while khalid was struggling to free his hand from kabir. But kabir grip was very strong and it was hurting khalid, khalid was not be able to free his hand from kabir grip.

"Sir!!! mera haath chodea!" Khalid tried to yell but kabir dragged khalid to his room and closed the door. Kabir still didn't let go khalid wrist.

Now Khalid also gets angry and push kabir with all his strength. Kabir stumbled and comes back out from his daze.

"What the hell is your problem?!!" Khalid yelled while rubbing his wrist which has become bruised and red from kabir iron grip.

Kabir was still silent and khalid gritted his teeth.

"Fine, agar aapko baat nhi karni toh mat kariye" Khalid said bitterly and was going to go out from kabir room when suddenly kabir grabbed khalid hand and pinned him against the door. Khalid gasped and looks at kabir with shock gaze.

But what he saw was not what khalid had expected. Kabir was looking at him with such a pain face, like he is in pain and was enduring it.

"Tum usse door raha karo" Kabir said in a rough voice nd khalid frowns.

"Kya...kisse?" He asked in confusion.

"Aayan Yadav sae, tumhe uske itna karib nhi jana chahiye" Kabir said and khalid jaw drops when he heard that. Now khalid couldn't believe his ears, first kabir had ignored him and now he is telling him that he should stay away from Aayan.

Now khalid is definitely angry, he gritted his teeth and push kabir who looks at him with wide eyes.

"And why is that Kabir, mujhe kyu Aayan sir sae door rehna chahiye, bataiye?" Khalid asked with anger and was looking at kabir, asking for answer. Kabir was startled, this was the first time he had seen khalid this angry and the first time khalid had called him by his name without sir. Khalid was looking like a angry tiger, who is ready to pounch on kabir.

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