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He entered inside switching on the lights welcoming her..but clothes and wet towel on the couch...along with.. His singlet and underwear....

His face red and blue out of embarrassment..
As she gazes everywhere except that calvin clien boxer.... Smirking at him.... From the floor..... And him shifting step by step... Towards it..... Trying to save his virtue..... Which can get into danger..... Any moment...

She inspects his quiet apartment.... A little messy... Amused.... At this messy side of her prim and proper mentor.

"wo..... Sorry.... I had left in a hurry.... So....." him... Shifting.. Back... Step by step...
"no its okka.... Rajveer sir... Are u okay.." she asked concerned... As he knelt down..."kuch gira he kya neeche" she asks...
"uh... No... No...kuch khaas nai..." he sighs.. Successfully kicking it below the table.... Away from their line of vision...

"sir..." she kneels down too.... He isn't attentive.. But the tinkling bells on her dupatta.....make him aware.... Of her closeness..

"uh... Wo.... My... Bluetoooth..."
He stumbles.... And picks it up... Smiling...

She is close to him.... Just an arm distance..... He gets lost in her eyes..as his gaze lifts....

Her nose ring.... Grabs her attention..... First.... As its the only thing changed about her face..... Those eyes.... Captive.... Those crimson hued milky cheeks..... His gaze shifts..... Towards... Her ever chiming..... Dupatta. She has a hard time adjusting...... As its revealing a port key.... Towards her bosom.......
She isn't accustomed to dress up like this..... Her demeanor..... A little awkward.....

"sir... Are u okaay.." she asks.... As he stumbles..... Guilt mixed with all other feelings.... At the crime his opportunistic eyes are committing....
"tum... Jakar fresh ho jao.... Bedroom's that way" he guides her... And sighs an awkward relief.... As she leaves....

.... "cadet singh.... ... Coffee ." he asks her who is inside the bedroom....

She is trying to figure a way to open her suitcase... But seems to have forgotten the password....
And is currently a mess... Having accidentally gotten drenched in the shower..... Cursing herself of her stupidity...... Of not taking a pair of clothes inside beforehand....

But she could only be slightly blamed...... As her mind was currently in a dream land.... Inhaling his presence.... His vibes... Reliving the moments when earlier their fingers accidentally brushed a few times..... ... First while pressing the lift button.... Then on the door knob....

Damn her clumsy self..... And damn those drumrolls being played underneath her chest..... They are the culprits.... Of her insane behaviour...

. Also his chocolate brown eyes..... Not to forget.... The evilness of those lethal pair of weapons....... She finds herself in a surveillance of them .....unable to function properly.... Exactly the way she used to feel..... In academy...... In his presence...
"naina"... A yell comes her way..... Shrugging her out of her mental chaos..... .

He comes in..... And his eyes get glued to the sight.....
Her drenched..... Water dripping off the edges of that light pink chiffon kurti.....making it transparent enough to make the mole  on her back visible.... And also the rosy complexion.......

He is frozen to the spot... And the fact that he should be regretting that eh had not bothered to knock before coming in doesn't seem to enter his head.... As its a very few moments..... That u see a site like the one in front of him..... Etheral..... Beautiful..... Damn that mole is on a perfect location..... He can't help wonder..... What it would feel like.... To........

"sir.... Wo..." she turns to him...to find him still gawk at her...... As if gawking at a rainbow or a unicorn or... Other unlikely scenarios......

Her voice..... Manages to drag him back to the moment..but not completely.... Still some hangover left.... And also her drenched face with wet locks of messed up hair..... Distracting him.... Although... He manages to keep his eyes from shifting down..... But only he knows the amount of effort it takes...... As he did manage to catch a glimpse of her drenched  kurti..... Making her cleavage partially visible......and he knows... The consequences... Of letting his treacherous gaze shift down..... Will be detrimental.....

This girl will be the mere cause of his death...... He sighs mentally....

"naina...." he utters in a trance...

"sir wo mai....the shower...... Aur mere suitcase ka password me bhool gayi..... And also... Forgot to lock....." she blurts in a single breath.... Heart thumping loudly... As he is walking towards her in a trance... Making her go weak on her knees....

Her hands trembling.... Lips quivering.

He is close enough.... To make her aware of his. Cologne....

Not breaking the eye contact....
She is breathless... And only source of relief seems to be shutting her eyes tightly..... And she does it.....

As she opens her eyes after a few moments...... To register the reason for lack of activity.... Notices a towel and a shirt..... Of his..... On the bed.....
And him at the door.....

He closes it partially...
"tum change karlo...and place ur clothes in the dryer..... Me coffe banata hu" he utters and practically runs away..... While she is left with her awkward self.... Only with an additional smile.... And a pinkish hue imparted on her face...
"stupid girl....... School kids are better than u naina.... But.... The way he was looking.... " she curses herself..
And locks the door.... Leaning on it.... Resting her leg... And gazing down....

While he is sipping water.... To control his racing heart..... Placing a hand over it...
"major rajveer singh sheekhawat.....
Is harkat ke liye aapka courtmarshal ho jana chahiye.... She is ur student for god sakes" he tries to scold himself.... But smile doesn't seem to leave his face....shamelessly pulling sides of his lips.... In a curve ... He doesn't remember having felt this way.... In a really long time.......

But that noisy opening of doorknob..... Brings him back...

This is a cautionary notice...... To all my lovely readers.... Or to call it a dhamki won't be inappropriate....

From now on... I am this whiny little sucker.... Who will only continue this.... If u shower some amazing comments..... On this one.....

Mujhe bhaav khana he... Thoda.... 😚😚😚😚😚😚

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