3rd pov:
"Paka bike chalani hai?" ("Are you sure you want to ride it?") Stuti asked Sukuna as they were walking down to the parking area as he hummed in response
"Sports bike hai" ("It's a Sports bike") she clarified as Sukuna nodded, "I know, now will you teach me or?"
"Of course I will" Stuti rolled her eyes as they arrived in the basement as there was her prized possession—a sleek, black sports bike with few red details.
They went to a training area nearby, it was mostly a plot made for malls but the company people apparently didn't have the money so they made it into a training ground for drivers and bikers.
She leaned against her bike, adjusting her helmet, she saw Sukuna approaching. His presence was as commanding as ever, drawing the eyes of anyone nearby.
"Alright, Sukuna," Stuti called out, her voice echoing in the alley. "You ready for this?"
Sukuna smirked, his eyes glinting with curiosity and mischief. "Ready as I'll ever be. This bike better be worth my time."
Stuti rolled her eyes. "Aye sikhni hai toh tameez se sikh. But first, you need to listen to everything I say. Got it?" ("If you want to learn you better behave.")
He nodded, his expression amused. "Ha Ha. Lead the way, teacher."
Stuti took a deep breath, reminding herself to keep her cool. She started with the basics, pointing out the various parts of the bike. "This is the throttle, this is the brake, and these are the gears. Simple enough?"
Sukuna's eyes followed her hand movements, hummed and nodded.
"Getting on it," Stuti said, a grin forming on her face. "Come on, hop on."
Sukuna swung his leg over the bike with an ease that surprised Stuti. He settled onto the seat, his hands gripping the handlebars. For a moment, he looked almost like a natural—if you ignored the red eyes and the aura of douchebag..
"Okay, now start the engine," Stuti instructed, sitting behind him.
With a flick of his wrist, the engine roared to life. Sukuna's eyes widened slightly, and Stuti couldn't help but laugh.
"Badiya hai na?" ("Feels good, right?") she shouted over the noise.
Sukuna nodded, his expression one of genuine intrigue. "Not bad."
"Alright, now let's take it slow. Twist the throttle gently," she instructed, watching closely as Sukuna followed her directions. The bike began to move, slowly at first, and then with a bit more speed as Sukuna gained confidence.
But as Sukuna's confidence grew, so did the speed. They were soon pushing past 80 mph, which was dangerous for a beginner. Stuti grabbed onto Sukuna's shoulder, screaming, "Are bhai Yamraj ji ke bail (बैल idk how the hell should i spell it) se raise nahi lagani hai!! Dhire chalao!" ("Hey, we're not racing Yamraj's ox! Slow down!")
"Hah?!" Sukuna yelled back, unable to hear her properly, as he pushed the speed to 120 mph. Stuti smacked his back and head. "Ab toh yamraj ka bail kya khudh yamraj ake humara ticket katenge swarg ka! Tumko toh jane nahi dena hai humne! Dhire chala gadhe ke bache!"("Forget the ox, Yamraj himself will come and give us a ticket to heaven! But I'm not letting you get there! Slow down, you idiot!")
Suddenly, a car appeared in front of them. Stuti quickly pulled the brakes, causing them to skid to a halt. "Dekho voh bhi apni ma ka bacha hai tum hi akele apni maa ke bache nahi ho, daye baye dekho toh sahi" ("Look, he's someone's precious son too, you're not the only one who is born! Pay attention to your surroundings,") Stuti scolded, her voice sharp with irritation.
Sukuna rolled his eyes, earning a smack on the head from Stuti. He glared at her, his eyes flashing with annoyance, but she met his gaze without backing down.
They spent the next hour in the ground, Stuti guiding Sukuna through the basics of riding. There were a few close calls—moments when Sukuna almost lost control—but he managed to stay upright, much to Stuti's relief.
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