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The rain pelted against the window, its rhythmic tap merging with the electric guitar chords resonating through Keerthy Shetty's apartment. Lost in the world of music, Keerthy strummed with precision, her fingers dancing effortlessly along the frets. Dim lights cast a warm glow, creating an intimate ambience in her room.

The melody abruptly ceased with the creak of the window being pushed open. Keerthy turned, eyes widening as Shubman, her boyfriend, stepped inside, raindrops clinging to his dark hair, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Keerthy smirked. "Well, look who decided to drop by unannounced, and in such a dramatic fashion."

Shubman grinned, water dripping from his cricket jersey. "Couldn't resist the urge to surprise my favourite composer, could I?"

Blushing, Keerthy set her guitar aside as Shubman approached. His presence added a new dimension to the lingering notes of the guitar.

"You're drenched, Shubman," she teased. "Did you forget your umbrella or just couldn't wait to see me?"

"A bit of both, actually," he admitted, closing the distance between them. "But can you blame me? I missed you."

Her annoyance melted away, replaced by a soft smile. As Shubman leaned in, raindrops glistening on his skin, he captured her lips in a gentle kiss.

"You're lucky you're cute when you're soaking wet," Keerthy whispered, her hands now resting on his shoulders.

Shubman raised an eyebrow playfully. "Oh, just cute?"

"Fine, incredibly hot. Happy now?" she teased back, a playful glint in her eyes.

"Ecstatic," Shubman replied with a grin.

As he pulled away, she noticed the rain-soaked cricket jersey clinging to his toned physique. Keerthy couldn't resist and playfully fell backwards onto her bed, hands covering her face.

"You have no idea what that jersey does to me," she muffled through her fingers.

Shubman chuckled, starting to peel off the wet jersey, revealing his sculpted chest. He tossed the jersey aside, standing shirtless in front of her.

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