Perfect RomCom Couple

Chapter 15- Mehendi

Aahana's POV:

I was sleeping peacefully when someone started knocking at my door.

Ughhh... can a person not sleep peacefully on vacation?

I got up and went to answer the door. I opened it to see Rhea standing there with two dresses.

"Green lehenga or white?" she asked, showing me two options.

I huffed, ignored her, and went back to my welcoming bed.

"Let me sleep, bro," I told her and got under the covers.

Within seconds, she threw my blanket away.

"Wake up, sleepyhead. Vacation is over, and the mehendi function starts in 30," she said.

I sat up straight on my bed with wide eyes.

I looked at my phone. It was 2:30 in the afternoon.

How did I sleep so much?

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier, idiot? And how did I sleep so much?" I scolded her.

"Well, you were high on bhang last night. Maybe that's why you didn't wake up early. And also, Agastya asked me to let you sleep, so I did. Scold your boyfriend, not me," she replied in a bored tone.

"He's not my boyfriend yet," I told her.

"It didn't look like that yesterday," she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked her confusingly.

"I see someone lost their memory. Anyways, ask Agastya, not me. And now tell me—green or white?" she held up both the outfits.

"Umm... green one will look better, I guess," I told her.

"I knew you would choose that, so white it is. What are you wearing, though?" she asked me.

I got up and showed her my outfit.

"Ooooh la la... Agastya's going to need a cold shower today," Rhea said.

I got confused.

"Why a cold shower?" I asked her.

"Ughhh, forget it. Take a bath and get ready," she said and left my room.

I shrugged it off and went to take a shower.

I got ready in record-breaking time.

Twenty fucking minutes.

Whoooohhooooo.

I got out of my room and knocked on Agastya's door.

He opened the door in just his pants.

His upper body was naked, and I shamelessly stared at him.

God, those abs and biceps are going to be the death of me.

I finally looked up at him, and he was staring at me with his mouth open.

"Are you collecting flies in there?" I closed his mouth.

He groaned.

"If you keep wearing dresses like this, you're going to kill me," he said, and I blushed hard.

He pulled my cheeks and then took my hand in his.

He pulled me inside the room and then closed the door.

"And I thought I am late," I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Give me 5 minutes. I'll be ready soon," he said, and I nodded.

I looked around his room, and it was a disaster. His clothes were lying on the floor, and his belongings were scattered everywhere.

"Are you serious?" I looked up at him, and he scratched the back of his neck and looked down embarrassingly.