Rabbit & Mouse (Deb & Ayeza)

Enchanted dawn

Soft snores soon turned into shallow breathing as the poet started trembling and a sheen layer of sweat appeared on her face. The rabbit barely opens her eyes and closes them again for a moment. After hearing someone's unbalanced breathing she sat up on the bed and turned her face to her other side to get a clear view.

'Isse kya hogaya hai, tabiyat to thek hai iski' She thought for a minute then shook her shoulders slightly to wake up Ayeza from her sleep. After getting no response from the sleepy human she lay down beside her again. Out of instincts the poet opened her eyes hazily and scooted closer to the other human while circling her arms around the rabbit's waist. Deb didn't say anything and again drifted off to sleep.
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Rays of sunlight entered the room lighting it up and the first one to open their eyes was the sick poet. She got up from the laying position slowly then observed her surroundings for a while but after some seconds her eyes landed on the angry rabbit. She was asleep and the quilt was almost tangled up in her feet's. Ayeza admired the sleepy rabbit for a while then suddenly reminisced about last night's happenings. Her cheeks got reddened a bit and she felt warmness radiating from it.

It almost gave her a little heart attack when Deb opened her eyes the next moment. She got up from the bed and landed on the floor due to her tangled up feet. Ayeza shook her head and tried to hide her smile but after looking at the rabbit's frowned face she smiled amusingly.

'Pata nahi tha ke paon uljhe hue hai or seedha bhagne ki tayari mai angry bird crash hogayi floor pa'

As she started to untangle her feet, Ayeza dragged herself towards the angry rabbit and watched her struggling for some seconds.

"Ye hai loaded gun jis se khud ke paon hi nahi aazad ho rahe" Ayeza whispered it and Deb stood up from the floor then threw the quilt on the bed's edge. Her morning surely got messed up speedily and she didn't want to vent it out on the poet.

She lifted her foot to move towards the room door but Ayeza hesititedly held her pinky finger with her left hand. Deb watched her hand and then looked towards the poet's face as she tried to remove her finger out of her hold the poet closed her fist tightly. A glint of fear and hope flared through the poet's eyes as she asked her to lean forward. Deb did as she asked her but after leaning a bit forward towards her direction Ayeza held her shirt's collar a bit nervously then moved her face closer to the rabbit's face then closed her eyes after giving her a peck on the nose she loosened up her hold on her collar and downed her head.

Deb was confusedly looking towards her face which wasn't visible to her sight anymore.

After clearing her throat embarrassingly Ayeza mumbled "Shukriya mera khayal rakhne ke liye"

"Uski zarurat nahi hai lekin ye kya tha?" Deb asked still confused about the sudden peck. Ayeza lifted her head a bit and said "wo meri mama bhi aise hi khayal rakhti hai mera or mai unki efforts bhi aise hi appreciate karti hu to bas..." She stopped her explanations then asked the poet to leave cause she was looking at her continuously and she was already trying to figure out how to face her.

Deb nodded her head understandingly and signaled the poet to leave her finger, she got flustered and removed her hand hurriedly.

Deb accelerated her walking speed and left the room within a second.
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Aliya and Vrat were walking very slowly while coming downstairs for breakfast.
Deb glanced at them after coming out from the guest room and signaled both of them towards herself.

After a minute both reached the last step and high-five with eachother.

"Shaam tak tum apne or ghalib ke kapde le aana hotel se, Vrat ko saath le jana bag uthane ma madad kar dega" Deb said and went upstairs.

Aliya and Vrat downed their heads and gave a helpless look to their own legs then looked upwards at the ceiling with a small sigh.

Ayeza slowly and cautiously walked towards the bathroom.

After sometime she heard a knock on the bathroom's door. She was struggling with the t-shirt while trying to remove it so she asked frustratingly "ek to wese hi is shirt ne pareshan kar ke rakh diya hai upar se abhi aana tha is bhalu ko" She didn't paid much attention to the door and tried to get her arm out from the shirt's sleeve.

Again a loud knock was heard. She closed her eyes for a moment to calm herself then stoped her feet's at the door. The poet opened the door slightly and tilted her head outside the door the sight in front of her eyes was enough to make her overwhelmed and she opened the door unknowingly.

The rabbit was standing infront of her with clothes in her right hand. She observed the poet's condition for a while then held her laughter as she cleared her throat silently.

"Tumhara dusra haath kaha gaya?" Deb asked her after controlling her laugh.

"Kya matlab kaha gaya ye is shirt ma hi hai bas nikal nahi raha hai bahir mujhse" Deb turned around and smiled at her silly remarks. She placed the clothes on the sofa and asked her to come outside from the bathroom.