IN THE MORNING
Supposably the morning is always a time when a person prepare for his whole day while laying on his bed for a while before getting up properly.............at least that's what morning is for duryodhana but today..............
There is a face right in front of him, too near to his own face while he has his arms folded near his chest and one leg spread straight while other folded, that's what duryodhana's body position is right after he woke up.............yeah, right after he woke up but at night, it was definitely not like this cause he has heard from friends and mother.
In actual, always at midnight, from what his friends say and from how duryodhana suddenly wake up, he always wraps his arms around the person near him, even if loosely wrapped but if there is not a person near him then he would just hug the pillow.
Well, this habit is all thanks to his mother, the Queen of Hastinapur, Mata Gandhari cause when in the childhood he hugs her while sleeping and she has to wake up early in the morning, she always put pillow near him so that he could hug the pillow and when he became older, his mother out pillow near him after him going to sleep so his habit couldn't change, though by the morning his body automatically changes it's position, that's why he never wake up hugging someone in the morning but only at midnight and that's why he took a whole room for himself in the Gurukul.
This is supposed to be only known by his mother and friends but now..................there is no word that can be said but if this person sleeping beside him tried to open his mouth about this then duryodhana will definitely make sure to make him regret.
Sighing lightly, duryodhana got up from bed as he look at his cousin's sleeping figure before stretching his body, going downstairs as he does not want to face yudhishtir right after waking up and he has hunch that not everyone woke up by the sunrise happening right now...................Oh, wait- the rain stopped!!
"hah! At last the rain stopped" Muttered duryodhana before going to the kitchen as he look at the left over dry woods which are definitely less for more day, though who cares, he will just go out of the palace at the afternoon.
Lighting up the fire, duryodhana prayed before putting the saucepan on it to cook rice as he went to cut the vegetables until the sound of faint footsteps enter his ear. Looking at entrance of rasoighar, duryodhana found it is bhima who is still sleepy as come inside before standing beside duryodhana making him ask "what are you doing?"
"tea" Only one word came out of bhima's mouth but it was still enough to make him roll his eyes as look at bhima putting the cooking rice aside with the help of cloth before putting the milk to awrm as duryodhana frowned saying "you could had waited until the rice cooked but no................fatty" as he whispered the last sentence.
"you need to eat so early, glutton" Bhima says making duryodhana sneer as he says "look who is saying, the one who eats ten times in a day?" while bhima glared at him before putting the tea leaves, sugar and ginger inside with clove and cardamom, getting the aroma of tea that is being cooked for more than one person.
The aroma of tea and the sound of cutting of vegetables filles the silent atmosphere before duryodhana flinched surprisingly when bhima suddenly stand beside him, exclaiming "the rain has stopped at last!!" making duryodhana roll his eyes........What a kid!
Until duryodhana's attention got caught by the sparkling bracelet of both of them while bhima look outside as he mutter out "do they only sparkle whenever they are near each other?" as bhima who heard the question shrugged, going to check the tea one more time.
"they must have other things to get reaction too" Bhima heard duryodhana saying as he sighs turning around only to yell shockingly "What the hell are you doing!!?" when he notuce duryodhana cutting his wrist with the help of knife but it seems he got late as duryodhana......
"oh.........."
..........already cut it. Watching the blood oozing out of the cut without even stopping as he hear loud fast footsteps coming from behind but his only attention was on the way his sight blurred as the blood continued flowing. Oh! He forgot his health is worse and he has deficiency of blood in his body including the chest pain and that's why his best friends are protective of him. Huff! He really forgot ,if it would had been ashwatthama and karna then he would had gotten slap on his head by now.
Feeling a tug on his injured wrist, duryodhana come out of his thoughts as he watch it is Arjuna who is grabbing his wrist while nakula and sahadeva are murmering something before leaving from there, must be going for medicine only to mutter out "guess, it does not sparkle by this" making bhima to glare at him while yudhishtir and arjuna to get confuse.
"what? What do you mean by sparkle from this?" Arjuna asked while pulling duryodhana with him towards the chair who silently sat on it while arjuna kept his hand wrapped around the cut.
"this idiot wanted to know if this bracelet only sparkle when they are near or is there any other way to make it sparkle too, so he cut his wrist by himself" Bhima says still glaring at duryodhana who is completely nonchalant about all this chaos just by one cut on his wrist. He is a warrior and beside they don't know about his bad health............don't they?
"here"
Nakula and Sahadeva says, coming with the medicine until they look at duryodhana's face making them shock............it is completely pale and No! Duryodhana isn't supposed to be pale, he is tanned, not pale and that's why this is definitely not good. Putting the medicine on the cut, sahadeva offered his hands towards his three elder brother who confusingly look at him as he says "cloth, we have to tie it up, so that it won't get infected"
Nodding Arjuna put his hands on his body to take the angavastram only to realise he never came wearing one in the first place as bhima sighs giving his own cause of course he can't let his elder brother do it when he has one. The twins tied the cut with medicine securely by bhima's angavastram as they look at duryodhana who is looking at the tied cloth on arm with neutral expression but they could clearly see the haziness inside those dark brown eyes as they step back, muttering "eating meal would be good"
The four brothers went to rasoighar fastly to cook while duryodhana watch them going until he felt fingers touching his hair with slight touch on skin making his skin tighten up there as yudhishtir put his open hair behind the ear from one side.
Duryodhana look up at yudhishtir, wanting to say something but his words died when he found himself looking into those dark eyes, they are normal yet too intense as if they are trying to look inside his soul and duryodhana can't afford that happening as he immediately look away, not wanting to meet those eyes anymore since it is giving strangeness yet nervousness which he has never felt, definitely not in front of any of them.
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