Saathiya

12. SUNSET!

• Kritika

I could feel my heart beating so fast and my forehead touched his chin.

I could feel him being awkward because it was all of a sudden that I hugged him but as soon as I was about to pull away from him, he put both his hands on my back caging my figure into his arms.

I was wearing a saree and his big hands touched my waist and I felt so tiny in his arms.

I could feel his heartbeat rising with each passing second and before I could get more embarrassed and go to dig a hole for myself and hide away from everyone, I pulled back.

"I am sorry, I really get excited about every single thing when I am happy."

He stared into my eyes, burning my soul out of me. As his smile vanished, which was replaced by a serious and straight face I felt like I would just go all mad. He is so fucking intimidating like this. His no expression face just made me lose all my self respect and just want to grab that face in my hands and just attach my lips to his.

My body shivered by this thought and before I could get lost in my own delusions he said,

"You are happy?"

"Yes I am and right now, I am happy because of you."

He passed a cute smile to me.

"Okay kritika I have a few chores to do, so if you don't mind can I get back to work?"

"Yeah yeah sure, in fact I also need to do some work"

"Okay lets meet at 4pm today until then you can list out everything you want to do"

I nodded and left the room with the charger he handed over to me.

As soon as I reached my room, I jumped on happiness.
This is really something crazy.

I sat down with a huge smile on my face and started to note down my bucket list on a paper. It's good when it's handwritten, be it a list or a letter.

After that I just drifted away to sleep.

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• Ahaan

It was 3:30 pm when I decided to call kritika because we had to leave before 4:30 or else the traffic is going to eat all our time.

But what the hell, I don't even have her number.

I was so fucking tired.

With so much of will power I stood up and walked out of my room.

And then knocked on kritika's door.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes and I waited for her to open the door.

Maybe she is sleeping, so I knocked again but this time harder.

Almost ten seconds later, the door click opened and kritika came out rubbing her eyes.

Her saree's drape was hanging down.
I had a clear view of her blouse and her bare waist.
My breath hitched looking at her this way.