A black sedan parked in the posh driveway of Sharon's apartment. Sharon thanked Rey for dropping her home and moved out of the car trying to avoid the gaze of a pair of eyes looking at her from the backseat. As she was about to leave, Rey called her, saying, "I will be coming back after I drop everyone. I want to spend some time with my best friend." He winked at her. She smiled at him, and said, "Yeah, sure," and she walked away as she heard the car make its way out. She was unaware of the fact that before the car pulled out of the lot, Swayam got down from it.
Swayam looked at her retreating figure. He walked swiftly covering the distance between him and her within seconds. Sharon started when she realized that she was not alone, but relaxed on seeing him...and then stiffened again, stopping in her path, eyeing him suspiciously. Swayam raised his eyebrows in a questioning way, and Sharon's look changed to an indignant one and she stalked off. Swayam smiled and again caught up with her, entering the lift before the doors closed.
Sharon had a bad feeling about this. But she chose to ignore him, she was hell bent on not talking to him. Not that she did not like him, actually quite the contrary, but more like she did not have the guts to face him. Not after the humungous mistake she made the other day.
Swayam saw her reluctantly catching glances at him but he chose to ignore it looking at a nothing in particular. Now that it was only Sharon and him in the elevator, he couldn't help but think about what happened three days ago. How she had left him hanging then and how she refused to accept it now. But he would not let her go so easy this time, he had decided.
It was a little late in the evening, when Sharon heard the music emerging from the rehearsal hall. She couldn't fathom, who could be there at that time. As far as she knew, her teammates had left already. She had stayed back because she was supposed to prepare the estimated maintenance bill of college premises. So she found the presence of someone kind of surprising. As she entered, she saw Swayam standing somewhere at the centre of the hall, walking back and forth moving his shoulders in circular motions, hissing in pain occasionally.
"What happened now?" Sharon asked him making him jump. He turned to her, saying, "Oh, you." Sharon asked, "So?"
"So?" Swayam repeated.
"What happened to your shoulder?"
As realization struck him, "Oh, that. Nothing to worry about. I hurt myself while trying to perform a step, that's all." He said nonchalantly.
Sharon sighed, "If it is paining, why don't you try to massage there a little. It will be more helpful."
"I don't know how to do that."
"It's simple," Sharon instructed, "Just place your fingers on the swollen area and move it in circular motions applying a little pressure."
Swayam nodded, his brow slightly furrowed. He reached for his shoulder but hissed audibly enough immediately retracing his hand.
Sharon sighed, removing her bag and placing it on the ground she moved forward towards him. She placed her fingers on the swollen part beneath his T-shirt and pressed it gently, as Swayam stood rooted to the spot, trying to absorb the shock of her proximity.
When his speaking abilities returned, he mumbled almost incoherently, "Sharon... it's fine...I'll manage..."
"Shut up." Sharon ordered him. Swayam closed his hands in tight fists, clenching his jaws trying to fight the heat that radiated throughout his body. He struggled against his ardent desire to catch hold of her and either push her far away from him or hold her so close that it becomes difficult to understand where he ends and where she starts.
He closed his eyes, not wanting to see the way her eyelashes arched so perfectly, the way her full lips slightly parted when she concentrated hard. Not wanting to see her body so close to his, afraid he might lose control any moment. He tried to concentrate on anything else...he could count the number of tiles on the floor right now, if he could. He felt her hot breath on the nape of his neck, and he clenched his jaws so hard that it was his luck his teeth did not succumb to the pressure and break. In short, the distraction thing, nope not working.
He decided on focusing on the swollen muscles, that's when he realized that the soreness was almost gone as Sharon's fingers work magic on his muscles. "Hey, that really worked," he said, astonished, "my shoulder feels a lot better."
"Doesn't it!" Sharon said triumphantly looking at him, and suddenly realized her face was not even a few inches apart from his. Suddenly, she felt the heat radiating from his body coursing through her, as her stomach felt queasy.
She thought she should move but remained transfixed to the spot, her hand still on his shoulder. They looked at each other for god knows how long and then very slowly, Swayam tilted his face, as if not intentionally, bending towards her a little but just when his lips were about to touch hers, he retraced, looking into her eyes. But Sharon did not move her face away. She looked at his lips and moved forward, closing her eyes and lightly brushed her lips against his. Swayam tilted his head again but she took a few steps back till there was sufficient distance between them. He looked at her confused, his eyes still heavy from the impact. She knew so were hers.
"I," she said, her voice hoarse, she cleared her throat and said, "I will see you later." And with that she picked up her bag, slung it across her shoulders and left without looking back at him.
The Incident' had occurred three days ago and since then she had not spoke to him nor let him be anywhere near her. As the elevator stopped Sharon walked out, rummaging in her bag for keys, followed by Swayam. As she found them, she put her key in the lock and was about to turn the key when she felt his presence and turned back to see him stand there with his hands in his pockets, looking casually around. When he noticed her staring at her, he shrugged his shoulders and went back to gazing nowhere in particular.
Sharon rolled her eyes and continued opening the lock, saying, "If you think of this as a smart trick let me tell you, I will not be inviting you in," she opened the door, and entered her flat, "so you are welcome to sit in the lobby for the entire night if you wish-"
Before she could shut the door, Swayam swiftly slid in and holding Sharon by the waist he turned such that Sharon's back touched the adjacent wall, and with his left hand latched the door.
Sharon gaped at him with her eyes open wide. She stuttered, "Wha... What are... What are you doing?"
Swayam put a finger on her lips, "Ssshhh..."
Sliding his hand to her face gently stroking her cheek, he asked, "What would you do to the person who kissed you without your consent? Would you kick him or punch him?" Her eyes grew wider if that was possible. Swayam smirked, "So tell me what do I do with you?" He pulled a mock thoughtful face and said, "Hmmm... I guess it's only fair to have an eye for an eye and a kiss for a... kiss?"
He inched closer to her; Sharon felt his hot breath on her neck. She closed her eyes; she had a singeing feeling all over body. He breathed on her neck, "So tell me. Why did you kiss me?"
"I... I don't know...,' Sharon gasped, "I just wanted to. I don't know why."
She heard Swayam chuckle, yeah he must be having a lot of fun making her go through this. "What if...," Swayam caressed his lips on her jaw line, "I just want to kiss you right now." His lips moved so that they were right in front of hers. "May I?" And with that he kissed her ever so gently and slowly, and then he relaxed. Sharon breathed heavily; Swayam was having a hard time controlling his breath. Sharon opened her lips and moved forward but Swayam pulled back breaking Sharon out of her trance. He looked at her with a half-smirk and said, " I will see you later." With that, he walked away from her.
Now that Swayam was enough distance away from her, Sharon realized he was just messing with her; he was taking his revenge on her. But he had forgotten that no one dared to mess with Sharon Raiprakash. He had only turned the knob and slightly opened the door when Sharon pushed the door back. He looked at her with a questioning look but without wasting any time, Sharon pushed Swayam towards the door and before he could react, crushed her lips on his.
Initially, Swayam stood like a statue unable to comprehend how the tables turned on him but only for a second or two after which he responded with the same eagerness. Sharon crumpled the front of his shirt in her fist. He placed his hands on her waist pulling her towards him straining her closer to him. Sharon's hand moved from his chest to his hair, lightly tugging at them. He broke the kiss only to bend down and kiss her throat, placing a trail of hurried kisses. She pulled him back to kiss him again; Swayam wrapped her legs around his waist and maneuvered them to the nearest couch.
Sharon pushed him on the couch in a lying down position, with her on top of him and kissed his neck-
"Yikes!" Their heads snapped in the direction of the noise just in time to see Rey spinning around with his back facing them.
"I didn't see anything," he said and with that he left almost half ran out of her apartment, closing the door behind him.
It was then that they noticed the position they were in. Sharon got up, and fixed her hair without looking at him. Swayam got up as well, his hair tousled, and Sharon noticed after a while that the top two buttons of his shirt were missing. They must have torn apart during the... whatever that was.
They both finally looked at each other, red in the face and still panting hard. Sharon was the first to look down, followed suit by Swayam. He cleared his throat and muttered, something like, "I will go now," not looking at her and left. As soon as he left Sharon, sat down on the couch, still wondering what had happened and what could have happened if Rey had not come in time.
She heard a knock on the door, she opened the door, and saw Rey looking at her trying his best to hide the smirk playing along his mouth. Sharon snapped, "So now you knock!" and stalked away from him.
Rey ran behind her, explaining, "that's the reason you gave me the keys, didn't you? Okay fine, sorry baba..."
***
The next morning as Sharon was about to leave for the college, she noticed two buttons a little far apart from each other, lying near the door. Her face flushed when she realized who they belong two but nevertheless, picked them up, going back to her bedroom, put them in her drawer, with a huge smile playing along her face.
She knew she should have been feeling guilty, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. In fact, she wished it had lasted longer, his revenge.
The End
Author's Note:
Hey everyone, so recently, owing to the good response to my OS Permanent (well good enough for me... I was not expecting any response at all), I decided to write another one. I also got to know of a lot of people who have loved my VMs, and I can't thank you enough for the appreciation. Even if I might not reply to everyone's comment owing to shortage of time (you know, my exams are about to start in a week or so and I should be studying for god's sake), but I do read them and they bring a huge huge smile on my face.
As far as this story is concerned, I don't know, I am not good at writing romantic stuff, so I really don't know how this came out. Did I get a bit too overboard? Please tell me. Comments in terms of compliments and criticisms both are welcome. I wish to get better at writing fiction. And yeah, thank you, thank you so much for taking out time to read this OS.
By the way, I have an idea for writing a FF on SwaRon. If you are interested do tell me. I might start at around mid of may after my exams get over.
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