Part 8
It was midnight. At Dia's house, everyone was sleeping, except for their golden retriever "Tiger" who normally stayed outside the house and got permission to get in only when Dia's dad was not there, as he hated the mess !
At Mayank's place, they were both awake. Nupur was chattering as usual and was not letting him sleep. To get away from the feeling of drowziness, he decided to make some coffee. In the kitchen, he had just taken out the packet of coffee when Nupur grabbed the packet through the other side, "I am staying at your house and i can atleast make some coffee as a token of thanks". Mayank hesitated, but ended up giving away the packet to Nupur. He asked if he should help but she plainly refused. He decided to not leave the kitchen, not because she was new to his house, but because he never felt like taking his eyes off her !!! The milk was boiling. Nupur turned around to find Mayank staring at her. Feeling the uneasiness she was going through, Mayank decided to grab hold of the opportunity. He moved closer to her........ closer ...... closer ........... and so close that his face met hers with hardly an inch difference. Nupur was forced to move even more back ...............
At Samrat's place, Samrat was busy aiding Gunjan, who had gone asleep already. When he was aiding her cut, her head tilted, trying to be comfortable. He just stared at her, stared until he himself fell asleep on the table .......
The next morning, Gunjan woke up to find Samrat's hand on her forehead and his head on her arms. She smiled at his cuteness and decided not to wake him up. Before she realised it, she was fondling his hair. Her hand rushed through her hair, then through his cheeks, then before she withdrew her hand, Samrat held her hand, real close to his lips. She froze, while Samrat gently kissed her hand. Her eyes closed, as she felt her first kiss. Again, he smiled at her and swept his hands across the bedsheet and removed it to reveal Gunjan's much better ankle. He checked her forehead and the temperature had considerably decreased. He ran his hands through her face, as her eyes were still closed. After one last smile at her, her ran into his bathroom to get dressed.
...........................Meanwhile at Mayank's place, Nupur kept moving back till her hands touched the very hot surface of the boiling vessel. She screamed and Mayank held her thorugh her back and quickly moved her away. With her still held by him, he went to the wash basin and washed the burn. His face went very tense and he thought to himself , "This joke cost a lot". He wiped away the water with a warm towel as Nupur was still in pain. She thought ," Hmm...... he is not that bad afterall. By god!!! This is so filmy !!!". He made her rest on the bed and went to sleep himself only after making sure that she had slept comfortably.
The next morning, Nupr got up and stared wide-mouthed at the clock which rang 9. She quickly got up and forced herself to the kitchen where Mayank had already prepared breakfast and was now washing Nupur's drenched clothes. "Oh ! Such a gentleman! He is washing MY clothes.......... awwwwww", Nupur thought as he was busy with his work. He noticed her presence and asked her to sit down, he would get the food ready in a second. Saying this, he went to wash his hands, served her and left again for the kitchen. "Ahh!!!", Nupur cried while trying to have the food. It was not paining but she wanted to know how Mayank would react. He rushed to Nupur and asked, "You ok? Now don't try to have food yourself, you are unwell". Nupur smiled as he fed her with his own hands (and a spoon but for Nupur that does not count)
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