He keeps looking at her..... Wondering.... How can she be so calm
After what happened a few minutes a go....

His mind was going to blast... It he keeps  his feelings to himself..... All those confusing signals..... All mixed reactions were making him mad... And there was this arjun on top of every fucking thing...

Who was this motherfucker by the way.. And where did he come from.... Right at the moment he is about to kiss her.....

Does she...
Has she.... Chosen to move on...
Wait a minute.... What move on.... Who the fuck moves on from the relation that wasn't even there.....

He had never dared to tell her... Neither was she eager to admit...
Maybe.. He was just her mentor.... A guide... He had been misconceptualizing her respect for something else.....
Maybe there is already someone in her life.... That's completely possible...she can think of moving ahead in her life.... After all hadn't she presumed..... That i was in love with nandini... Earlier....

But the thought of arjun.... Doing all those things to her.... Which he was about to do... A few minute earlier.... Its just unacceptable.... Adulterated.... Unfair...to him

Wait a minute... If she was already in a relationship... Why did she let him....

All these questions... With arjun hovering on top of the pile of mountains of them stacked in his head...... He felt like he would explode.....
He had to talk to her.... They need to talk... Its an emergency....
The marathon... With hurdles..... Running inside his head needs to stop

"sir..... Wo..... Der ho rahi he" she looks at his face intense..... Scary pale
.... His, look as if questioning her...... His eyes depicting storms running inside his heart...... As if peeping out at a disastrous hurricane.... From a window....

She  tries to avoid his gaze but he is adamant"sir.... Chalein"

"naina... Who m i to you" his voice cold.... A direct splash of cold water as if hit on her face... Atleast that was how chilly it felt....

"what do i mean to you" he asks... Clasping her hands tight... She gives a confused expression....

"you are my mentor sir..... And i really look up to you.... And respect you...."

she was going on...

.. And he resisted a very strong urge to bang  her or his own head on the wall...... So that a space gets created... That will vent all the frustration from his own out... Or rather. He could pour some sense in hers..... Through that cavity.....

If he choses the former option..... "But skip that.... She will get hurt.... How can i hurt her... I love her..." he speaks to himself dreading that only option left was to bang his own head..

... But he has paid 50 thousand for those lead free paint cans... The hall way is painted with... Each.... He can't afford to ruin the wall..... So..... He would have to speak.... Only option left.....

"who the fuck reacts so calmly after being groped by the person they consider a mentor and respect him.... This girl either has a really messed up moral compass... Or is messing with my Brain..." an evil version of him..... Feeding him with these thoughts.....

" sir.. Aap apne aap se kya batiya rahe he..... Flight ka time ho raha he"
She tries to shake him out of the debate session he is having with his own evil counterpart.... Worried a bit for him... Thinking.. "may be.... Sir sathiya gaye he... Maybe becuase of age.... "

"do hell with your flight... I don't" give a fuck about you getting late.... To meet someone..... "it came out as .... ... How you let out all the  shit... After taking a purgative... Or castor oil after long hours of constipation...
Damn. He was constipated for three years.....

" tum... Mujhe mere sawal ka jawab do...... What was I.... A mere shoulder you would come to lean on... Or a guide book for your problems...... A side kick... To be more clear and precise......"

"sir... Aap kya bol rahe he"
She is jaw dropped...
"have you started smoking weed..... To cope with loneliness and midlife crises...."

He is fuming now...

"midlife crises...... Really..... Do you think.... I am that old... That's why... You..... You chose him over me....."

"whom... Aap kya bol rahe ho sir."
She is About to act more flamboyant....

"answer me dammit...what do i mean to you"

"sir i think i should leave.." she is about to free herself from his grip.... And move past him...
He pulls her with a jerk... And pastes her to the wall... And then his own lips to hers...... Taking her in surprise..... Moreover proving that he is better than any man her age..... When it comes to this... Or punishing her for driving him nuts

She doesn't respond at first
But his perverse tongue .... Licking her lips.... And his fingers pinch her waist..... And she finally opens her mouth... Engaging in a tongue fight with him...making noises that would probably wake major gupta living in adjoining quarters.......

He finally is at peace... Floating on cloud nine... Happy with her tongue work..... She is a good student... Has always been.... Learns so freaking fast.... But....... Who the fuck is arjun.....

He hurriedly releases her before this shit gets more confusing than a david lynch movie......

"toh... Aap kuch puch rahe the...." she speaks with swollen lips and laboured breath.....

And again captures his lips..... Giving a sharp bite....

He releases....

"haan wo.... Mai" he wants to frame the sentence.... But tongue fight is way more fun.. Than actual talking..

He captures her lips... Again... Leaves the....

"wo mai... Puch raha tha" again.. Its her turn...she kisses him back...

Noisy kisses... Each one increased by former in time duration..., awesomeness....., and depth..... He currently forgets who that arjun was.....
While she is doing a mental salsa dance.... Its the most awesome feeling... Sloppy... Dirty... Yet awesome... It was her first kiss.... Series of kisses to rephrase.... She was feeling..... A strange..... Sensation..... Down there..... And his lips were like.... Dark chocolate .... So tempting.... She couldn't help moaning.....

Just then her phone rings.....

They are busy groping each other... And their tongues... Are busy.... Working in the other's mouth lile a freaking paintbrush..... She tries to push him away...

"whoever this moterfucker is naina.... I swear i ll kill him... If you don't disconnect right now.."

He saw the name... Arjun with kissing emojis on front and back... ... On the screen ans she pushed him by his chest... A little away...... In order to catch a breath.
"aap... Ko ho kya ho gaya he.... What sort of language was that.... And its urgent... I need to take this call"

"this motherfucker is dead now..." he snatches the phone.... And is about to spoil his own image...... By swearing like a loafer.... But... The pitch of voice..... Isn't exactly so threatening ...

"naian didi... Aap ne mera cricket set liya"

"are ye to baccha he" he blurts.....

She snatches the phone giving him a deathly stare...

"naina didi... Hello"

"haan sweety... Aapka cricket set... Aur comic books... Sab le liya... Filhal di busy he... Aap ko baad me call karti hun... Luv u jaan"
She disconnects

"mera cousin he.... You should mentally apologize to him..... Wo sirf 12 saal ka he... And u called him a..... Mo.... Uhmm whatever..." she is too shy to be abusive infront of him....

"aap ko kya puchna tha" rolling her eyes in attitude....

"puchna nai batana tha....that i love you..." he mutters. Guiltily..

"bass yahi na... Now we can go.... We have a flight to board...." she replies in a  bored tone....

She is about to leave... He holds her... And pastes her back to the wall...

Kissing gleefully...

"do u think... U can actually make it to the airport....... In this state"

"in what state....." she asks mischeviously....

He picks her up.... In his arms... And lands up on the bed.... With her on the top....
His fingers trying to unzip her kurti

"by the way... I didn't answer you".... She replies mischeviously.. As he was super busy... Wrestling with her kurti....
"you will... In about a few minutes...." he winks at her.

And finally undoes her kurti.... Throwing it on the floor in urgency.... And then his shirt....

Kissing her cleavage..... While she's trying to cope with this impatient tortures..... But he is like a car without brakes..... Not giving her a single minute to adjust... While sucking and piching her nipples....kissing her navel....

That love making was so messy and urgent... As if  he would die... If there is a single milli second of delay......

And she couldn't help shouting the answer till his eardrums get damaged... As he moves on her sweaty naked body..... ...

They both lay naked and tired......

In each other's arms.... Completely silent...... And a bit awkward.. At te craziness.... That happened an hour ago....

She us suddenly shy.. And he us suddenly calm.. And content.... Reveling the moments....

She whispers..

"rajveer sir.... Please kal ki booking kara dijiye ... For delhi... I won't get a refund..." she pouts......

"hmmm"

He just contently hummed

"rajveer sir.." she asks again...

As he is about to doze off..

"hmmmm"

"i love you..."

"hmmmm" he is partially asleep....

She sighs and turns to her side... Angry ant his reply to her first ever love confession

"what did you say" he turns to her.... Hovering over her...

"say it again..."
He pleads... Huskily... Biting her earlobe...

"mera mood nai he... Go to sleep.... Like you did before..." she pouts angrily...

He starts planting ticklish kisses....

Her phone rings...

"haan haan... Abhi Airport pe hun... Aalekh... I ll talk to u later" she speaks with a great difficulty......

As he is kissing her neck...

Another call...

She is about to answer... He snatches it... Its arjun.... Disconnected...

"aap ne disconnect kyu kiya.... Use fikr ho rahi hogi" she stares angrily.

He frowns..".. Fine... "

Calling him back to save time..... Quickly..... Inorder to resume his work  as fast as he can.....

"haan arjun... Naina didi ki flight missho gayi..... He.... She will be back tommorow.. Ok"

.... Back to kissing business

.........
Aalekh disconnects the phone..
"ye rajveer sir... Apun ko arjun kyu bula rele he...." he asks huda confused

"oyye... Naina ka phone... Sharukh ke paas tha" pooja asks excitedly....

"haan... Uski flight miss ho gayi..." alekh confused....
"mission successful dude" ud chirps

Everyone giving each other a hifi.... While aalekh is scratching the head

....
Next morning

He is making coffee.... While she's sitting on the couch..... With a blush on her face..... In his shirt... Just that... No pants.. This time

.... With him... Eyeing her legs. Dreamily.. Letting the coffee.... Boil over.....
Dorbell rings...

"mai dekhti hu..."she hurriedly says....

" ruko... Mai dekhta hu... "

She is about to go inside....

" are naina... Tu to gai thi na delhi"aalekh....

"wooo.. Wo.. Haan.flight miss ho gayi to hum wapas aa gaye..

She blabbers...

" sir ne bola apunko..... "he is talking whilst staring as if seeing a ufo... While she runs inside to change...

" oyye kaidi... Chal na.... "huda dragging him out....sensing the scene.. And rajveer's embarassment
And apartment's condition

" sale.... Apun inko scooter samajhte the... Ye to rocket nikle.."
He hears them.... While closing the door..... Smiling awkwardly... At the rush they made.... After so much delay... In expressing their love..

...... M in a really weird mood.... That's what is the reason for such a weird update

*****, the end****,,,,,

Might give a less weird epilouge