" Bitter! ", she whimpered, taking a small sip of coffee. Keeping the coffee cup down she leaned back on the sofa.

" No calls.. no messages ", she murmured.

" Should I call him? No.. he must be busy ", she scrolled down aimlessly.

" But I am missing him.. ", she thought for a while.

" Arghh kar hein leti hoon call ", she dialed his number but he cut the call right after the first ring.

" Hmpff.. cut diya ", she was furious.

Suddenly the door bell rang.

" Must be Abhijeet ", she smiled instantly and moved towards the door.

Ring.. Ring.. Ring..

" Yes.. Yes.. Yes ", she blabbed and opened the door.

" Hey, tumne mera phone.. ", she couldn't complete her sentence as he interrupted her saying,

" Tarika , please bring me the disinfectant spray.. mere hath mai bohot sare saman hai ", he was panting.

" Hmm ", she nodded and handed the disinfectant spray to him.

"Tum andar jawo na.. kab tak aise khadi rahogi. Mujhe time lagega ", he uttered.

She noticed him keenly. He was sweating profusely.

" Nahi.. koi baat nahi. Yeh mask utaar lo na.. You're sweating ", she spoke after a pause.

" Haan bas yeh kar loon pehle ", he continued spraying and she silently keep observing his action.

" Mai fresh hokey ata hoon ", he broke the silence.

" Ahem.. ahem "

" Huh? ", she raised her brows.

" Please, 6 feet ", he made a gesture with his hand indicating her to step back from her position. She smiled and stepped back.

" Yeh aj itna shant kaise hai ? ", he murmured and made his way towards the washroom.

" Tarika ji, mai bas abhi bahar se aya hoon naa . Hum baad mai baat kare? ", he stopped midway, realizing that she was following him.

He then swiftly took off his coat and went inside. She smiled seeing how fast time changes.

She was missing those good old days. When he used to pull her in a warm embrace right after opening the door. She used to help him off with his coat. She even missed that sweaty perfumed odour of his. Those instant hugs and kisses were way more intimating...

" Huh... Stupid mood swings ", she shook her head, keeping all of her thoughts aside.

After a while he came out in a fresh attire and sat beside her.

" Hey "

After a pause he again said, " Call kiya tha tumne.. "

" Aur tumne cut kar diya ", she replied plainly.

" Woh mai ghar pohonch hein gaya tha na iseliye. Umm.. Sad? ", he looked into her eyes.

" No ", she lowered her voice.

" Bolo naa "

" Nothing it's just my mood.. ", she bit her lower lips, calculating what to say.

" You missed me? ", he touched her chin.

" Wanna cuddle? ", he again inquired.

She looked at him and then nodded babishly.

He rounded his arm around her waist and she buried her face on his chest in reflex.

" Feeling good? ", he softly kissed her curls.

" Abhi, sab pehle jaise kab hongey? "

" I don't know, Tarika "

They both sighed deeply realizing no matter what the situation is..

" At least they are together "

A /N : Hope you guys have enjoyed. Please stay safe and

Keep loving Abhirika :)

- Shadow grey 99