(I don't know what to call this story so wtv)
Mk and Priya are watching a movie. " A stupid love story" Mk quotes. Priya and Mk are sitting on the couch, watching it in complete silence. An awkward tension is felt between the two. The awkwardness is broken by a yawn from Mk.
"Tired?" Priya asks.
"Nah."
Priya looks back at the screen.
"I thought you loved me!"
"No, I do dear." Yap yap yap.
Even Priya starts feeling a little bored after a while. But she cant prove herself wrong to Mk. Mk yawns again, but sounding more tired. Mk drifts off. Priya doesn't notice.
"Mk, you still not tired?" Priya asks.
No response.
"Mk?"
Priya turns to see Mk asleep. Priya doesn't think much about it until she feels a pair of hands wrapping around her arm.
"Shitshitshit" Priya mutters, clearly flustered.
Her face becomes red, like a tomato. Not knowing what to do, Priya gently strokes Mk's head, softly playing with her hair. Mk mumbles something under her breath, she is having a dream.
"No. Don't take Priya away from me!" Mk lazily mumbles.
Mk is having a dream about Priya. Priya smiles, ignoring the fact that her face is even redder than before. Priya feels Mk clinging on to her. Hugging her. Priya falls asleep, too tired to even process what is happening.
*TIME SKIP TO NEXT MORNING*
Mk is laying on the floor, whilst Priya is on the couch. Mk wakes up, behind her there is the Tv with the paused movie. Mk is half awake when Priya wakes up.
"Hey, how did you sleep?" Priya asks in a tired voice
"Fine, you?"
"I slept well! Did you have any dreams?" Priya asks.
"No." Mk says.
"Are you sure..?"
"Yeah"
"I know you dreamt about me you liar!" Priya exclaims.
"Oh, awkward.."
There is an awkward pause between them which lasts for about five seconds. Priya pulls Mk in for a kiss. Mk wraps around Priya's waist. Once they pull away, Mk starts talking.
"That's nice" Mk says in shock, putting her finger on her lip.
