Freaking perfect neat freak![part-1]

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Rohit had barely managed to get two-hours of sleep after binge watching his favorite show, the one he had watched a hundred times before in literal sense.

Does Rohit regret compromising his sleep-in trade for his favorite show? No way. The remnants of his guilty pleasure still adorned the bed. Earphones, packet wrappers, a few empty bottles of coke and a dead laptop.

Centuries later, Rohit decided to shun the warmth of his bed. Kicking off the quilt, Rohit threw it off the bed with his feet, messing up with the bed sheets in the process.

"Who cares if I make my bed or not. This is the only good thing of living alone." Mumbled Rohit to himself. So, entirely turning a blind eye to his bed's unkempt state, rohit went to the washroom in order to freshen up.

After taking a bath Rohit came outside and open his almirah in order to search for something appropriate to wear since today he is a going to give an interview for the job he wanted from a long time

BUT, destiny had some other plans as soon as rohit opens the almirah, clothes flew out of nowhere and fell onto his feet.

"Why do this happens to me only" mumbled Rohit to himself before throwing some random puches an kicks in air.

Rohit huffed and wore his new tshirt, which was not ironed and looked too messy on him but he cared less.

"Okay so officially I am dead meat today. How come on my first day I am late itself. Run Rohit Sharma Run" thought Rohit in his mind while taking a bite of sandwich in his hand which he got or maybe snatched from the annoying kid in his building.

Rohit was running towards the lift when he heard the receptionist say that, didn't you wrote punctual in your resume.

"Well I can just hope that you guys didn't select me on that base" saying that Rohit dashed towards the lift and shouted, "STOP" but to his unfortune lift closed.

"Bitch" cursed Rohit while kicking the lift but the door suddenly opened.

And there stood a man almost 6 feet, with a proper well trim beard and his flawlessly gelled black hair, not a single hair out of place. Not even a single hair out of place, looking ever so charming.

Yeah, perfection everywhere.

Except his forehead, not that it was not perfectly structured, it was, but right now Rohit could spot frowns adorning it.

That man clicked his jaw and asked, "Bitch ?"

"Hehe, not Bitch I said rich." Said Rohit giving an embarrassed smile and quickly entering inside the lift.

Rohit gave a side eye to the person and thought in his mind, "he does look handsome to be precise perfect. Man the veins are popping out from his neck even when he is relaxed, what will happen once he gets angry. Okay so I need to rule him up. No problem I'm master at making others question their existence."

Rohit was about to say something when his eyes met that person's eyes. "Why is he giving me these offensive looks like a stole his food. There can be 2 options either he is so attracted to me that he was trying to control his, as I would label 'manly urges' or he was constipated.

Rohit narrowed his eyes and realised that the person was looking at his clothes. Looking too weird in his oversized wrinkled tshirt making him look like a beggar. "Whenever I see a handsome man then only this has to happen" thought Rohit and unconsciously looked at that person with more intensity.

The person shifted uncomfortably and was about to ask something when the lift stopped working suddenly.

Rohit thought in his mind' "Was it my fate to die on my first day of job? I am not some creepy, overly emotional and sentimental person, but I had just watched Final Destination two days back, I had to be skeptical. I was scared of my unknown fate.

So, I did what immature people would do. I started crying"

"Uwahhh... Uwahhh. What would my babies do? What if I die here?"

"Okay. I knew I was overreacting, and my own crying sounds made me want to vomit. Do I sound so ridiculous when I cry ?" thought Rohit in his mind

"You have babies?" The man next to Rohit asked in his deeply perfect voice.

"Yeah, five babies." Replied Rohit

The man checked out Rohit from head to toe. "You do not look like a mother of five" said that man next to Rohit.

"Does your husband work here?" Ask that man

"I do not have a husband." Replied. Rohit

That man probably choked on air or his own spit. Rohit looked confused

"But you have five kids." Commented that man in an incredulous voice

" Oh that. Oops. I meant my puppies."

Suddenly, Rohit remembered something and started laughing. That man looked at Rohit, probably trying to figure out if Rohit was some psychotic who had alternating crying and laughing fits.

"You know, in novels, if an elevator stops working and one of the lead roles has a panic attack, the other person kisses them to divert their attention." Send Rohit

That man looked as if a train had struck him down. Too dazed to express anything. Words definitely carry weight.

Rohit bit his lip trying to control the heat that was radiating off his ears. "Great way to embarrass myself in front of this epitome of perfection. What would he think of me? An attention seeker." Thought Rohit and cried mentally

That man after a long pause said "How practical. I am impressed by your solution, Mr..."

Coughing away his embarrassment, Rohit tried to indulge in a conversation with him.

"Sorry. By the way, I am Mr. Rohit Sharma."

Rohit held his right hand in front of that man to shake. That man's gaze shifted from Rohit's hand to his face and then back towards his hand.

"Is he handless? Why was he taking so much time." Thought Rohit

Finally, a million years later, that man took his hands out of his pocket.

" Oh so he does have hands." Thought Rohit

And right after shaking his hand with rohit, that man took what appeared to be a sanitizer out of his left pocket and sprayed his hands.

"What the actual hell? Am I a virus? I so want to smack his head into the elevator door."thought Rohit

Freaking perfect neat freak!







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