Dono Jud Ke Judaa (Slow Updates)

Maafi

Watch carefully
the magic that occurs
when you give a person
just enough comfort
to be themselves
~Atticus

Song of the chapter : Nazdeekiyaan by Nikhil Paul George and Neeti Mohan.

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My foot for the fourth time, or was it the fifth, steps on his foot.

"Sorry sorry" I say again. I've said it twenty times in the last ten minutes.

"You were not lying when you said you're a terrible dancer" he says pursing his lips together.

"Oh hello! Aap bhi koi Hrithik Roshan nahi ho! You're dancing so stiffly I feel like I'm dancing with a plank of wood" I say.

"At least I can keep my partner alive after the dance. Unlike you! Vo toh mai hu toh thik hai. Koi bichara kamzor ladka hota toh ab tak zaroor langda ho jaata" he says.

I stomp on his foot, again. It's just that this time I don't do it accidentally.

"Shravni!"

"Why are you so fixated with calling me Shravni. I don't like that name" I glare at him.

"Aadhar card pe yahi naam hai na. Toh mai vohi bulaaunga" he says with a straight face.

"You're so arrogant!"

"And you're annoying".

I huff in anger and suddenly am jolted forward into his arms when someone pushes me from behind.

Hriday catches me before I topple and fall and I look behind to see the weird dancing couple.

"Sorry beta" that uncle says to me while the aunty has not even realised what's happening around her.

"No problem" I say as they both start dancing beside us.

I have never seen something like this. Agar koi isse social media pe daal de toh it'd get viral worldwide. Jo bhi ye hai, dance toh pakka nahi hai.

But they're so cute and adorable and the ones that are enjoying the most. But that doesn't mean it's not funny.

Their hands and legs are flying everywhere and the aunty almost slaps me while doing so.

My eyes widen when her hand misses my cheek by just a few inches and Hriday pulls me closer.

I look at him and he's looking at the weird dancing couple without blinking, in complete amusement.

After a moment, his horrified eyes land on me and he bites his lips to stop the laugh that is threatening to burst.

Laughing on people's faces is too impolite aur humare Hriday sahab aisa kar hi nahi sakte. He's a gentleman.

I, on the other hand, am having serious trouble to stop my laughter.

Don't laugh Avni, don't laugh.

This is a sophisticated prom party. Ameer logo wali party. Yaha muh faad ke hassne walo pe fine hoga.

The song nazdeekiyaan starts playing and I dare to look at the dancing couple again.

They're doing the famous hip bump against each other wala dance. On a love song.

On a freaking love song!

Aunty's hip bumps uncle's hip so hard that he almost falls.

I lose it.

"BAHAHA-"

Hriday pulls my head into his chest and I hear him saying, "Nothing nothing. Aisi hi pagal hai ye thodi".

I shake with laughter hiding my face in his jacket.