Rehaan's POV
She was back to cleaning again.
While I was busy contemplating everything and feeling guilty, I had hoped that at least one of us had gotten some rest. Given how tired she looked, I really thought that she would fall asleep the moment she closed her eyes. But here she was, cleaning the entire refrigerator.
"What are you doing right now?"
Hearing my question, her head instantly snapped up, causing her to hit the top of the shelf, under which she had been cleaning currently.
"Ow!"
"Sorry, sorry...,"
I immediately ran towards her, muttering apologies continuously as I lightly rubbed the area of her head that got hurt.
"Move," she said, a bit harshly, before taking a step back herself.
"Should we apply some ice?" I suggested, scratching my eyebrow sheepishly.
"Nah, it's fine. It isn't hurting that much now. Sorry for the harsh tone."
"Why are you apologizing when you are the one who got hurt?" I muttered, earning an eye-roll from her.
"Are you seriously okay?" I asked worriedly as the sound had seemed like she had hit her head severely.
"Someone's back to asking 'are you sure' questions," she taunted, before giving me a small smile and answering my question with a sincere face, "it hurt at first but the sting has gone now. So you can stop worrying."
"Sorry for coming up so abruptly. I didn't know that you weren't aware of my presence in the kitchen." I apologized again.
"I do get absentmindedly while cleaning. You would have startled me even if you tried to alert me of your presence. So just chill. It's not a big deal."
I calmed down a bit after hearing her words. I didn't hurt her because of my stupid action. It was something that could have happened regardless.
"But why were you cleaning right now? You should have been resting," I repeated the question which was left unanswered because of her injury.
"Curd has completely gone bad and its smell has also ruined the milk which was kept beside it. A few vegetables have also rotten," she informed me, while making faces, shuddering even at the thought of it. "If we want to put any new food item inside right now, these things need to be deep cleaned first. This refrigerator stinks. And I am saying it in the mildest way possible."
"Argh!" She grabbed her hair, pulling them tightly. "It's entirely my fault. I completely forgot about it. I should have come back at least once to check the condition of the house."
"True. You should have done that. I mean it's not like you were continuously running back and forth to take care of me. You had all the time in the world," I said, rolling my eyes, "It was sarcasm if you couldn't tell."
"I am not that stupid." She huffed.
"Yeah...not that stupid. Just stupid enough to consider yourself as a superwoman."
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