Next Day...
At the Taneja's House:
"AHHHHH!" A loud scream echoed through the house. Everyone rushed toward the noise, only to find Aahan standing on the edge of the bathtub, pointing frantically at a tiny cockroach scurrying across the floor.
"Aahan, what happened, beta?" his mom asked, trying to stifle a laugh.
"Mom, that... that cockroach! Get it out of here!" Aahan stammered, still pointing as if the insect was going to attack him.
Aryan, walked in, shaking his head with a chuckle. "Seriously, Aahan? It's just a cockroach. You're acting like it's a dinosaur."
The house staff gathered around, amused but trying to remain composed. One of the servants stepped forward with a broom, handling the "situation."
"Come on, Aahan bhaiya, you're supposed to be a hero, and you're scared of a little cockroach?" one of the servants teased, grinning.
Their mom finally gave in and burst out laughing. "Aahan, you've always had a fear of insects, but this is a bit much, don't you think?"
Aryan smirked, adding, "If this is how you react to a cockroach, I can't imagine how you'd survive a jungle safari."
Embarrassed, Aahan finally stepped down from the bathtub, his face flushing red. "Alright, alright, enough with the jokes," he muttered, trying to salvage his dignity.
His mom affectionately patted his back, still grinning. "Okay, the cockroach is gone now. Go get ready and come down for breakfast."
As everyone left the bathroom, Aryan gave Aahan a playful nudge. "Next time, try making friends with the cockroach. Life might get a bit easier."
Aahan rolled his eyes but couldn't help laughing along. "Yeah, yeah, very funny."
Later that morning, Aahan joined his family for breakfast, still feeling slightly embarrassed about what had happened earlier. Aryan, of course, couldn't let it go.
"So, Aahan, made friends with the cockroach yet?" Aryan teased, grinning.
Aahan rolled his eyes again. "Yes, yes, you're hilarious. Now, can we drop it?"
Their mom chuckled, shaking her head. "Alright, enough of that. What's the plan for your project?"
Aahan sighed. "Arushi and I are meeting tomorrow. Hopefully, we can get it done without any drama."
Aryan raised an eyebrow. "Arushi, huh? A girl partner this time? Interesting. But listen, Aahan,"
Aryan's tone turned serious, "I don't want any kind of chaos because of your playboy reputation."
Aahan groaned, exasperated. "Relax, bro. It's just a project. I'll focus on the work."
Aryan nodded, still stern. "Good. Make sure it stays that way."
The next morning, Anjali was jolted awake by the blaring sound of loud music outside. She groaned, reaching for her phone to check the time. It was way earlier than she'd planned to wake up, but the noise was impossible to ignore. Frustrated, she got out of bed and peeked out the window to see what was going on.
It turned out to be a group of students practicing for an upcoming event. Anjali sighed, resigning herself to an early start, and got ready for the day. She had a lot to do, including meeting her publisher for her new project.
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Drenched Heart's || COMPLETED✔️||
Roman d'amour"Drenched Hearts" Anjali, a passionate poetess, and Aryan, the son of a renowned businessman, crossed paths at an art exhibition. Their first encounter was accidental-a splash of ink from Anjali's hand stained Aryan's shirt. But fate had other plans...
