In return he just held her tighter and fondled her head. He loved to see her smile freely, to live fully – he would turn the whole world around, if he could; just to witness her pleasure.

True that they said – love is when the happiness of the other is essential to your own.

"Shreya aur Purvi se baat kar li thi meine…toh wo log tickets nahi lenge. Aur jaldi se tayar ho jao – wo log keh rahe the seedha lab aa jayenge tumhe lene."

"kya? seedha lab?"

"Arrey concert yahi paas mein ho raha hai – ghar se dur hai isliye – "

"par mein change kaise karungi yaha?"

"Lab mein kar lo – Mein darwaza bandh kar deta hu."

With this he closed the door and kept staring at her shamelessly. Watching her cheeks redden, he smirked.

"Abhijeet!"

"Kya hua?" he pulled a straight face.

"Ye mein batau tumko?"

"Tarika mein kuch samjha nahi."

"Achaaaaa?"

"Sach mein yaar…kya hua?"

"huh," she sighed, "theek hai tum jeete, mein haari – ab turn around."

"kyun?"

"Abhijeet mujhe change karna hai."

"toh kar lo," he loved making her uncomfortable sometimes.

She threw the dress on him and walked over to the computer. She sat on the rotating chair with a thud.

"soch lo," he carried the dress to her table and kept it there, "Purvi aur Shreya aati hi hongi."

"toh?"

"toh tum iss tarah lab mein payi jaogi toh – "

"Abhijeet humare baare mein sab jaante hain!"

"Phir bhi…aise andheri lab mein – u and I…"

She picked up the dress and threw it on him once again. She then turned her face to the other side while Abhijeet mentally spoke to himself:

Mein toh bas Mazak kar raha tha par ye toh sach mein gussa ho gayi

Kuch kar Abhijeet, kuch kar.

Arrey par kya karu? Maan hi nahi rahi hai.

Kya zaroorat thi itna Mazak karne ki?

Maza aata hai

Maza aata hai na? Ab jhel uske gusse ko.

Aur wo jo thodi der pehle mujhse nail cutter waali baat pe argue kar rhi thi – uska kya?

Wo kaam kar rahi thi! Aur tu le sakta tha uske bag se – usme kya badi baat hai?

Toh wo bhi toh mere saamne kapde badal sakti hai.

Acha?

Haan.

Tu badal sakta hai uske saamne kapde?

Haan…nahi…matlab haan par…wo…

Ab aa gayi akal?

Haan waise wo bhi hai hehehe….ab karu toh kya karu…kuch samajh nahi aa raha…

Idea!

Abhijeet sat on his knees and turned her chair around so that she was now facing him. He looked up at her frowning face and grinned. His hands quickly unbuttoned her coat and Tarika pretended to be completely uninterested until he took it off.

"Abhijeet kya kar rahe ho?" she looked at his hands that had reached the zip of her skirt.

"Tum change nahi kar rahi toh meine socha – "

She smiled slightly and hit his arm.

"Tum bhi na."

Abhijeet chuckled, thinking about his own actions. He didn't mind being stupid if he could make her laugh.

"Abhijeet wo darwaza theek se lock nahi kiya tumne."

"Abhi abhi toh tumhare saamne kiya tha."

"Nahi hua theek se."

"Arrey magar – "

"Dekho lo tum khud hi jaake."

Well maybe she was right, he thought. After all, she was the one who worked in the forensic lab day and night, not him. He walked towards the door and checked if it was locked. He tried opening it but it was perfectly locked.

When he turned around, he found that she had already changed. Her hair was stuck under the dress and she was busy trying to pull her hair out. A smile permanently residing on his face, he went up to her and pulled her hair out easily.

She and her cute antics were sure to make him go insane (in a good way) someday.

"Tarika tum toh kehti thi ki short dress ke saath toes pe nail paint lagana tumhe pasand hai."

"Haan," Tarika loved how genuine his doubt sounded, "par abhi time nahi hai."

"Toh mein laga deta hu," he continued without letting her speak, "tum kuch karo ya mein karu - ek hi baat hai na?"

And then he heard himself.

Tum kuch karo ya mein karu – ek hi baat hai na?

Both of them blushed, glancing at each other's reflection in Tarika's small mirror.

AFTER THE CONCERT.

"Maza aa gaya yaar!" Purvi said, "aur wo bhi Abhijeet sir ne hum sab ke liye tickets liyein. Kitna pasand kartein hain yaar Tarika wo tujhe."

"Haan Tarika," Shreya nudged her, "Purvi ekdum sahi keh rahi hai."

"Acha wo sab chhodo – koi cab dekhte hai – ghar jaana hai ki nahi?"

"Par ek problem hai…mein aur Shreya toh ek saath chale jayenge par Tarika ka ghar toh ulti taraf padta hai."

"Hum pehle Tarika ko drop kar denge."

"Haan ye acha idea hai," Purvi agreed.

"Arrey nahi nahi. Tum log jao…kal subah tum logo ko bureau bhi jaana hai. I'll manage."

"Par – "

"Shreya, Purvi," came Abhijeet's voice, "tum log bhi humare saath chalo…mein gaadi leke aaya hu."

After dropping Purvi and Shreya, Abhijeet kept driving in that direction.

"Abhijeet! Gaadi ghumao – galat raasta hai."

"And tonight I wanna drive so far," Abhijeet sang Carrie Underwood's song, "And we can't see those city lights….And I love the way you look in a firefly glow."

"Saying everything without making a sound," Tarika continued the song and then added, "long drive?"

"kuch aisa hi samjho."

"Batao na."

"Arrey sabr karo na Tarika."

"Please batao na," she spoke again, after 2 minutes.

To this Abhijeet stopped the car and pretended to be angry.

"Utro gaadi se - "

"Par -"

"Tarika meine kaha utar jao."

She was scared. Abhijeet's anger was not something she liked to enjoy. When she didn't get out of the car, Abhijeet got out and banged the door after him. Tarika followed him, worried about what would happen.

"Abhi-"

He stopped her by putting a finger on her lips and she looked into his eyes.

No, they were not bloodshot – not in the least angry. In fact, they were smiling…looking at her with love. He then gestured her to look around.

They were in the middle of an empty street, in a dark night. The moon looked perfect, partly shrouded with clouds. As the wind blew, they entwined their fingers and time seemed to slow down.

"Dance?" Abhijeet twirled her while asking.

"Yaha?"

He nodded. She placed her free hand on his shoulder while he wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her close to him. Together they sang their favourite song while dancing to it.

Abhijeet buried his face in her neck when they stopped, hugging her from behind. Two hearts beat with the same rhythm. Doing silly things with her felt good… whenever she was around he felt carefree, he felt like a child, he felt like he had wings – he was alive…

She turned around while still in his arms. He did so much for her…the tickets, the dress and he waited outside while she was at the concert so that she could have her girls' night…and now this dance. She stood on her toes and made his neck bend a little. She then kissed his forehead.

Forehead kisses were their way of saying "I love you eternally."

"Thank you," she said, still on her toes.

So that is it for the day guys

And unfortunately, I would probably not be able to access the website often for a month : (

Life is busy busy busy - I hope you guys understand : (

So the updates will have to wait.

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