Your POV
I sat down on my balcony floor, my legs crossed over each other. It was November now, real, real cold in New York. I smiled faintly as cold wind blew my hair, and splashed on my face.
My winter thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of my phone.
"Hello" I spoke as the other end felt dead
Still no reply
"Hello?" I asked again
"Hey" came a familiar manly voice from the other end
I just sat there shut, waiting for him to say something else
"How are you, miss?" He asked in the most seductively funny and high pitch voice
I just laughed at his silliness
"I don't think I cracked a joke. Anyway won't you ask who am I? Or i suppose you are already in love with me?" He cheesed around, probably setting his hair
"Virat when are you stop trying to prank call me from unknown numbers, cause you can't do it well. Not even a single time." I laughed
"You- huh how?" He sighed a little annoyed in the way I caught him red handed everytime
"It's my magic"
"Yeah.. Yeah!"
I laughed at his reactions as I could well picture him shrugging his shoulders and- out of nowhere my nose blew up and I sneezed. Shit yaar. Ab yeh lecture dena shuru kar dega, all his maternal advice and how careless and ignorant I am, and how I can't take care of myself.
"Y/N!" He scoffed through the phone
"I'm sorry yaar.."
"What sorry? Are you out of your senses!? You got yourself fever in this freezing weather! Plus you are in NYC right now." He scolded me
"It's not fever Baba" I corrected him which only fired his anger
"Shut up! You can never take care of yourself. You always need me. God knows what would you have done to yourself without me" he said a little softer
"Yeah. I know" I smiled sheepishly, probably Turning pink due to cold
"Someone's blushing" he cooed smirking
"No, who told?"
"Oh so you aren't?"
Before I could answer, he hung up. Huh. Okay so now he's face timing.
"Kya hua?" I asked switching to the back camera
"What kya hua? Can't I call my girl? Anyway, show me your face!" He said peeping into his phone screen, searching for me
"Arey look at this beautiful NYC weather in winter na" I said giving him the view from my balcony
"Yeah, but now I want to see my beautiful girl right now! Switch the camera! Switch-" he ordered
"Fine" I sighed switching it
"Liar. You're plum red idiot"
"Yeah because it's cold"
"And you have fever! And you lied again"
"Offo yaar! Bhak hum phone kat dege"
"Wait... Let me guess, hazelnut chocolate ice cream?"he said giving me death glares
"No, Coco-brownie one" I said looking down, embarrassed as if I had committed a crime. I hadn't.
He just sighed and shook his head in disapproval.
"It was new in market"
"So what if it's new in market? If there's a new guy in market, will you go and try him out too?" He blasted
"What did you just say Mr." I asked offended by his comment
"I mean why are you ashtrays behaving so childish? You are a grown up, learn to handle yourself" he lectured
"Why are you after my childhood? And why should I take care of myself when I gave such an over possessive and protective man like you? Who's ashtrays acting as my mother-ordering and bossing stuff. And don't even come to handling- cause i can beat you in shots and still maintain my shit." I finsihed bluntly
"Over possessive!?" He agreed offended and annoyed
"Yeah.. Kind of" I shrugged, to find him angry and hurt at the same time. Shit yaar! What did you just say? Stupid lardki.
"Acha I'm sorry. I-i didn't mean-"
"No, no go on" he scorned
"Virat I just said it absent minded, I never meant it.. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry" I said slapping myself mentally for what I had just said. He was the best boyfriend more of a great Friend ever to me, and all I did to him was say all those shit which I didn't even mean. I know how hurt he must feel? All he did was care about me, more than anything in the world, and ask I gave him was taunt
I could see the agressive pain in his brown eyes, they reflected everything crystal clear.
"I'm sorry Virat. I'm really really so sorry. Please don't stay quite. Talk to me na! Please"
He just sat there dumb and straight
"Please Kuch toh bolo. Scold me, lecture me, do anything yaar. Tumhare awaz sune Bina mere dil Ko Shanti nahi milti!"
He tried his best to stop his laughter at that line. He looked away, but he knew it wasn't helping
"Come on! Ab toh hass do. I just fall more in love with you when you smile" I said grinning at my cheesy lines
"It's okay. Maaf Kiya" he says finally looking at me
"Oyee hoye mein toh wari Jawan" I whistled as he laughed at my cheesy lines
"Btw get your lazy ass out and cube and pick me up from the airport"he ordered
"You're here?" I asked a little shocked
"What did I just say love?" He mocked
"Coming boss!" I cheered rushing
"This time I'll teach you how to take care of yourself and others heart. You always keep-" I cut him off
"Hey! Bye. I'm coming to pick you up. Hahah, you can lecture new all night" I winked as I reached fit my car keys
So this was our sweet and salty, winter fight. A regular thing. At the end of the day, I loved him no matter what and say did he love me back, Maybe more than words can express.
