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Redamancy

(n.)
the act of loving the one who loves you;
a love returned in full

" How long will Sahil be Aman?"

" An hour"

Swearing under his breath, Arnav brought up a hand to loosen his tie.

" Marcos has called the garage as well so don't worry ASR"

Leaning back against the now broken car, Arnav took out his pack of cigarettes and offered one to Aman.

The two men cut out as dashing figures, with their impeccable suits and cigarette dangling from their mouths.

" You want to sit somewhere? Hartford has great coffee "

" Sure"

———

They stood in front of a glass door, below the sign 'Cafe Captain'.

A bell tinkled as Aman swung the door into the place, the place was painted in hues of brown resembling an old British bakery. The strong smell of coffee permeated Arnav's senses and he headed towards the counter.

" ....so yes, while a croissant is nice, it doesn't hold a torch to our cream bun. They melt in your mouth!"

Arnav heard the waitress go on and on about cream buns. He stopped himself from clucking impatiently.

Finally, he thought as he moved forward.

" One black coffee "
He read the chirpy girl's name tag- Khushi

A gasp forced him to look back up. " It is horrendous. Why would you do this? Why? I mean I understand if you are hungover or hmm probably a diabetic, are you?"

" Um no, I am not"

" Great! Then darling go sit right there and let me bring you the best cup in Hartford!"

Dumbfounded, Arnav simply paid and went towards the table Khushi had pointed to. It was only when he sat down that he wanted to kick himself.

What am I doing? Black coffee was fine.

It didn't help that Aman was smirking as he sat down, amusement filling his eyes.

" I thought no one could boss you around. Glad I am wrong"

" Just shut up"

He looked up to see the girl walk towards his table with a huge smile.
Placing the huge cup down, she giggled.
" This will help you! And trust me you will find yourself here everyday " she said with a wink.

" And here you go! Lemon tea!"
Aman thanked her while his eyes rested gleefully on a flushed ASR.

It was only after she had taken her place back at the counter, that Arnav looked at his cup.There in white cream was a sun drawn with a smile on it.

——

He found himself at the doorstep of  Cafe Captain again the next day. He couldn't risk bringing that bastard with his all knowing gaze ,with him. Especially,when he himself couldn't understand the helplessness he felt as he remembered her laughter " And trust me you'll find yourself here everyday"

Tinkling bells greeted him and he headed straight towards the queue.
Arnav couldn't take his eyes off her. The excited bobbing of her head, her laugh, the scrunch of her nose when she disagreed with something, and the way her hands moved when she was explaining the merits of glazed sugar cookies. Everything fascinated Arnav. He felt like he was watching a doll come to life.