Irritated and in love

4. savage maggi debate

"Stop being dramatic, some time ago you liked it like it tastes like heaven
And after you got to know I made it you are like it tastes like hell Haa"

I said bitterly; I know he is just pulling my leg, but not this time.

"Oh, come on, Tanvi. It's not like I'm trying to be a food critic here. I'm just being honest. Maybe the taste of heaven changed after it passed through your hands. Or maybe it's just that your cooking's so bad it's making me question my own taste buds."

Vishnu replied instantly like was waiting for this day only

I couldn't believe Vishnu was being so cruel. He had been gushing over the Maggi just moments ago, and now he was acting like it was the worst thing he had ever tasted. I knew he was just trying to get a rise out of me, but it was still hurtful.

"You're just jealous because you can't cook as well as me,"

I retorted, trying to sound confident despite my growing anger.

Vishnu raised an eyebrow and shook his head.

"Oh please. You're kidding yourself if you think you're a culinary genius. Your cooking is about as appetizing as a cardboard box."

I felt my face flush with embarrassment. I knew my cooking wasn't the best, but it was good but it made it look like it was the worst.

"Maybe you should stick to eating instant noodles. At least they're not likely to make anyone sick,"

Vishnu continued, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

I was starting to lose my temper.
"Or maybe you should just give up on cooking altogether. It's clearly not your forte."

Before Vishnu could respond, the bus came to a start. I leaned back in my seat and tried to calm down. I knew I was being childish, but I couldn't help feeling upset.

Vishnu's POV

I had gone a little too far with my teasing, but I couldn't resist the temptation to push her buttons. I knew she was sensitive about her cooking, and I enjoyed seeing her squirm.

As the bus st, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. I knew I had been mean, but I couldn't bring myself to apologize. I was too proud.

We stayed in silence for a few minutes until Tanvi finally broke the ice.

"You know, you're a real jerk," she said, her voice filled with anger.

I smirked. "I know."

Tanvi rolled her eyes. "Why do you always have to be so difficult?"

"Because it's fun," I replied.

Tanvi sighed. "I don't think it's very fun. It's actually kind of annoying."

I shrugged. "Maybe you're just not used to dealing with someone as awesome as me."

Tanvi laughed, despite herself. "You're such a narcissist."

I grinned. "That's a compliment."

As we continued talking, I couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth spreading through me. I realized that I actually enjoyed teasing Tanvi, even if it sometimes got a little out of hand. And I also realized that I was starting to develop feelings for her.

Tanvi's POV
I was surprised by Vishnu's sudden change of mood. He had been so mean to me just a moment ago, and now he was acting like nothing had happened.

"You're such a narcissist," I said, trying to lighten the mood.

Vishnu grinned. "That's a compliment."
I laughed. "Whatever you say."

I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of familiarity. It was as if I had known Vishnu forever, even though we had only met a few weeks ago.

But I still couldn't get that point out of my mind about how he made fun of my cooking

Maybe that's the biggest drawback of introvertness: blaming yourself self, knowing you are not at fault. And the worst is how much you try but can't get rid of it easily
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