9. Flirting and Kisses.

The sun rose, casting a warm glow over the quiet neighborhood, Maithili woke up with a sense of determination. Today was the day of her exam, and she was determined to give it her all.

She quickly got ready, her mind buzzing with last-minute revisions and reminders. Glancing at the clock, she realized she was running late. Hastily grabbing her study materials, she dashed downstairs to the kitchen where her mother was already preparing breakfast.

"Good morning, Maithili," her mother greeted her with a smile. "Are you ready for your exam today?"

Maithili nodded, her expression a mix of excitement and nervousness. "I think so, Maa," she replied, her voice tinged with determination. "I've been studying hard, so I'm hoping for the best."

Her mother placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I know you'll do great, beta," she said, her voice filled with confidence. "Just stay focused and remember everything you've learned."

Feeling reassured by her mother's words, Maithili sat down to eat breakfast, her mind racing with thoughts of the exam ahead. As she savored each bite, she couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within her.

After breakfast, Maithili gathered her things and prepared to leave for the exam center. Her mother accompanied her to the door, offering her words of encouragement one last time.

"Good luck, Maithili," her mother said, giving her a reassuring hug. "I'll be waiting to hear all about it when you get back."

Maithili smiled gratefully, her heart warmed by her mother's unwavering support. "Thank you, Maa," she said, returning the hug. "I'll do my best."

With a final wave goodbye, Maithili set off for the exam center, her mind focused and her determination unwavering.

As Maithili made her way to college, her phone rang, and she saw Shubman's name flashing on the screen. With a smile, she answered the call.

"Hey, Shubman," she greeted him warmly.

"Hey, Maithili! Just wanted to wish you all the best for your exam today," Shubman said cheerfully.

"Thank you so much, Shubman. I really appreciate it," Maithili replied, feeling a surge of gratitude for his thoughtful gesture.

"No problem at all. I know you'll ace it," Shubman reassured her confidently.

As they continued talking, Shubman couldn't resist slipping into his playful mode. "Now, remember, Maithili, read each question carefully, and don't forget to put your name on the continuation booklet," he teased, his tone lighthearted.

Maithili laughed, shaking her head at his antics. "I think I can handle that, Shubman," she replied, amusement evident in her voice.

"Just making sure. And if you get stuck on a tough question, just take a deep breath and think like a champ," Shubman continued, his words dripping with exaggerated encouragement.

Maithili couldn't help but chuckle at his playful instructions. "Thanks for the pep talk, Coach Shubman," she said, her tone affectionate.

"Anytime, Maithili. You got this!" Shubman exclaimed cheerfully, his voice brimming with confidence.

As Shubman's voice filled her ear, Maithili felt a rush of warmth and affection wash over her.

"Thank you, Shubman," she said softly, her heart fluttering at his endearing gesture.

Before she could say anything else, she heard the unmistakable sound of a kiss being blown through the phone. She couldn't help but smile at his playful antics.

"Did the best of luck kiss reach you?" Shubman asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

Maithili chuckled, feeling a surge of happiness at his playful question. "Yes, it did," she replied, her voice tinged with amusement. "And it was the perfect way to start my day."

"Good! Now, go show that exam who's boss," Shubman exclaimed cheerfully, his words infused with unwavering confidence.

"I will. Thanks for everything, Shubman," Maithili said sincerely, her heart swelling with gratitude.

"Anytime, Maithili. You know I'm always here for you," Shubman reassured her, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

As they said their goodbyes, Maithili couldn't help but feel incredibly lucky to have Shubman by her side, cheering her on every step of the way.

Maithili entered the exam hall, she felt a surge of nerves fluttering in her stomach. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she found a seat and began to organize her belongings.

Just as she was about to settle in, her phone buzzed with a new message. It was from Shubman.

"Remember, breathe and take your time. You've got this!" the message read, accompanied by a string of encouraging emojis.

Maithili couldn't help but smile at his thoughtful message. It was exactly what she needed to boost her confidence before the exam.

"Thanks, Shubman," she whispered to herself, her nerves gradually giving way to determination.

As the exam began, Maithili focused all her energy on the questions in front of her. With each passing minute, she felt more and more confident in her abilities, fueled by Shubman's unwavering support.

Hours later, as she walked out of the exam hall, Maithili couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment wash over her. She had given it her all, and she knew that Shubman's words of encouragement had played a significant role in her success.

Pulling out her phone, she quickly sent a message to Shubman.

"Exam done! Thanks for being my good luck charm," she wrote, accompanied by a smiling emoji.

Within moments, Shubman replied.

"I knew you'd crush it!" his message read, followed by a flurry of celebratory emojis.

With a smile on her face and a spring in her step, Maithili headed home, filled with gratitude for the unwavering support of the man she liked.

Shubman arrived at Maithili's home, feeling a rush of excitement as he anticipated seeing her. He knew she had exams, but he couldn't resist the urge to surprise her and offer his support in person.

As he entered her house, he spotted Maithili engrossed in her studies, her face adorned with a pair of computer glasses. He couldn't help but find her adorable in that moment, her dedication to her studies only adding to her charm.

"Hey there, studious one," Shubman greeted her with a playful grin, leaning against the doorway.

Maithili looked up from her books, her face breaking into a bright smile at the sight of him. "Shubman! What are you doing here?" she exclaimed, setting her books aside and pushing her glasses up her nose.

"I just wanted to see my favorite scholar in action," Shubman replied with a chuckle, making his way over to her. "And I couldn't resist the chance to bring you a little study break."

Maithili's heart warmed at his thoughtfulness. "That's so sweet of you," she said, gesturing for him to take a seat beside her. "But I really need to focus on my exams."

Shubman nodded understandingly, but couldn't resist teasing her. "I know, I know. But even the most dedicated students need a break now and then," he said, flashing her a mischievous grin.

Maithili rolled her eyes playfully, but couldn't suppress a giggle. "Fine, you win," she relented, closing her books and turning to face him. "What did you want to tell me?"

Shubman's expression softened as he looked at her, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. "I just wanted to say how proud I am of you," he said sincerely, reaching out to gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "You've been working so hard, and I know you're going to ace those exams."

Maithili's heart swelled with gratitude at his words. "Thank you, Shubman," she murmured, feeling a rush of warmth spread through her at his unwavering support.

Leaning in closer, Shubman cupped her face in his hands, his gaze locked with hers in a tender embrace. "You've got this, Maithili," he whispered, his voice filled with confidence. "And no matter what happens, I'll be right here cheering you on every step of the way."

Maithili's eyes sparkled with emotion as she looked into his eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude wash over her. In that moment, she knew she was truly blessed to have him by her side.

"Maithili, there's something I need to tell you," Shubman began, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness.

Maithili looked up at him, concern etched on her face. "What is it, Shubman? Is everything okay?" she asked, her brows furrowing with worry.

Shubman took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "I have to go on a cricket tour," he confessed, his gaze searching hers for understanding.

Maithili's heart sank at his words, a wave of disappointment washing over her. "How long will you be gone?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Shubman's expression mirrored her sadness as he replied, "It's a month-long tour. I leave tomorrow morning."

Maithili's chest tightened at the thought of being apart from him for so long. "I'm going to miss you," she admitted, her voice trembling with emotion.

Shubman pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace. "I'm going to miss you too, Maithili," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "But I promise to call you every chance I get, and I'll be counting down the days until I can hold you in my arms again."

Maithili buried her face in his chest, inhaling the familiar scent of his cologne as she tried to memorize the feel of his embrace. "I'll be waiting for you," she murmured, her voice muffled against his shirt. "Take care of yourself, Shubman."

"Okay, you need to study now," Shubman gently reminded Maithili, his voice filled with affection.

Maithili looked up at him with a playful pout, reluctant to part ways even for a moment. "Do I have to?" she teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Shubman chuckled at her antics, pulling her into a warm embrace. "Yes, you do," he insisted, planting a soft kiss on her forehead.

Maithili grinned up at him, her heart swelling with love for the man who always knew how to make her smile. "Fine, but only because you said so," she conceded, squeezing him tightly before reluctantly letting go.

As she turned to head back to her books, Shubman couldn't resist stealing one last glance at her, his heart overflowing with adoration for the woman who had captured his heart.

With a fond smile, he watched her disappear into the house, knowing that no matter how far apart they may be, their love would always bring them back together.

Maithili stepped inside, a sudden realization struck her, and she turned back to where Shubman stood, a determined look on her face.

"Wait, I forgot something," she called out, hurrying back to him with purpose in her stride.

Shubman looked at her quizzically, a playful smile playing on his lips. "What did you forget?" he asked, curious about her sudden change of plans.

Instead of replying, Maithili reached up and gently cupped his face in her hands, her touch tender and affectionate. With a shy smile, she tilted his head down slightly, adjusting his position to her liking.

Shubman's eyes widened in surprise, his heart skipping a beat as he realized what she was about to do. Before he could react, Maithili leaned in, pressing her lips against his in a sweet, innocent kiss.

The moment their lips met, Shubman felt a surge of warmth and affection wash over him. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as he responded to her kiss with equal tenderness.

Their lips moved together in a gentle dance, their hearts beating in perfect harmony. Though Maithili was new to kissing, Shubman could feel the sincerity and passion behind her actions, and it only made him love her more.

When they finally pulled away, their breaths mingling in the cool air, Shubman gazed down at Maithili with a soft smile. "You're a quick learner," he teased, his voice filled with affection.

Maithili blushed at his words, feeling a rush of happiness at the way he looked at her. "I had a good teacher," she replied playfully, her eyes sparkling with love.

Shubman felt overwhelmed by Maithili's adorableness, he couldn't resist the urge to pull her close and kiss her with an intensity that left them both breathless. He cupped her face tenderly, his lips meeting hers in a hungry, passionate embrace.

Maithili melted into his kiss, her heart racing with desire as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her veins.

Their kiss deepened, each moment filled with an electric spark of desire and longing. Maithili found herself pressed against the wall, her body molded to his as he hungrily explored her lips with his own.

When they finally pulled away, their chests heaving with exertion, Shubman held Maithili close, his gaze filled with a mixture of desire and regret.

"I wish I could stay with you forever," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion.

Maithili smiled up at him, her eyes shining with love. "I know, but duty calls," she replied softly, running a hand through his hair.

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew that their love would only grow stronger with each passing day, even if they were apart.

Ishan settled into the video call with Samantha, he couldn't help but notice her staring at him intently. "Um, is everything alright?" he asked, a hint of nervousness creeping into his voice. "Is there something wrong with my face?"

Samantha chuckled softly, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "No, nothing's wrong with your face," she replied with a playful smile. "I was just admiring the view."

Ishan's cheeks flushed crimson at her flirtatious remark, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Oh, uh, thanks," he stammered, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Samantha couldn't help but find his shyness endearing, and she decided to tease him a little more. "You know, Ishan, you look even cuter when you blush," she teased, a playful twinkle in her eye.

Ishan's blush deepened at her comment, and he nervously ran a hand through his hair. "Um, thanks, I guess," he mumbled, his heart racing at her compliment.

As their conversation progressed, Samantha's playful banter became increasingly flirtatious, and she couldn't resist teasing Ishan with suggestive remarks. "You know, Ishan, I can't help but wonder what you're hiding under that hoodie," she said with a mischievous smile, her tone dripping with innuendo.

Ishan's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red at her provocative comment, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Uh, it's just a hoodie, nothing special," he mumbled, trying to deflect her attention.

Samantha leaned in closer to the camera, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, I'm sure there's something special hiding underneath," she teased, her voice low and sultry.

Ishan's heart raced at her suggestive tone, and he struggled to maintain his composure. "Samantha, please," he protested weakly, his cheeks burning with embarrassment.

But Samantha was relentless in her teasing, determined to push his buttons. "Come on, Ishan, don't be shy," she purred, her gaze smoldering with desire. "I bet you look even better without that hoodie."

Ishan's breath caught in his throat at her boldness, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words. But then, a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes as he decided to turn the tables on her.

With a smirk, he leaned in closer to the camera, his voice dropping to a low, husky whisper. "You want to see what's under the hoodie, Samantha?" he murmured, his tone tinged with amusement.

Samantha's eyes widened in surprise at his sudden change in demeanor, but she couldn't deny the thrill that shot through her at his provocative challenge. "I... uh, maybe I do," she admitted, her cheeks flushing with anticipation.

Ishan grinned devilishly, his confidence returning in full force. "Well then, I guess you'll just have to wait and see," he teased, his voice laced with playful anticipation.

Ishan couldn't help but chuckle at Samantha's reaction, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of surprise and anticipation. With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, he reached up and slowly pulled the hoodie over his head, revealing his toned physique underneath.

"Well, Samantha, here it is," he said with a smirk, holding the hoodie out to the side as if presenting it to her. "That's what's under the hoodie."

Samantha's breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight before her, her eyes widening in awe at the sight of Ishan's sculpted chest and defined muscles. She couldn't tear her gaze away, feeling a rush of heat coursing through her veins at the sight of him.

"Wow," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper as she drank in the sight before her. "I... uh, I wasn't expecting that."

Ishan grinned at her reaction, feeling a surge of confidence swell within him. "Surprise," he quipped, his tone playful as he draped the hoodie over the back of his chair. "I like to keep you on your toes, Samantha."

Samantha bit her lip nervously, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping into her cheeks. "You definitely succeeded," she admitted, her voice tinged with self-consciousness. "I... I didn't mean to... um, sorry."

But Ishan shook his head, reaching out to gently cup her face in his hands. "No need to apologize, Samantha," he said softly, his gaze tender as he looked into her eyes. "I like seeing you blush. It's cute."

Samantha's heart fluttered at his words, her cheeks growing even hotter at the compliment. She glanced away shyly, feeling a rush of warmth spread through her at his gentle touch.

"Thanks, Ishan," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "You're... uh, you're not so bad yourself."

Ishan's grin widened at her bashful response, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, I aim to please," he replied playfully, his thumb gently tracing her cheekbone. "And I have to say, Samantha, you're pretty irresistible when you're blushing like that."

Samantha's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red at his flirtatious remark, but she couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips.

Reet knocked on the bathroom door, her impatience evident in the loud banging. "Shreyas, get out fast! I need to use the bathroom too."

From inside the bathroom, Shreyas chuckled, his voice echoing through the door. "What kind of girlfriend are you? You don't even let your boyfriend take a bath in peace."

Reet's laughter rang out in the hallway. "I'm not your girlfriend," she teased, her tone light and playful.

Shreyas's voice came again, muffled by the door. "Oh really? As far as I remember, someone was enjoying a big kiss that day."

A mischievous grin spread across Reet's face. "If you have the courage, then come out and talk," she challenged, folding her arms across her chest.

Moments later, the bathroom door swung open, revealing Shreyas standing there with a towel wrapped around his waist. He smirked at Reet, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. "Courage? I've got plenty of that," he declared, stepping out into the hallway.

As Shreyas walked towards Reet, she couldn't help but take a step back, a playful glint in her eyes. They continued their little game of cat and mouse until Reet's back hit the wall, trapping her between Shreyas and the solid surface behind her.

He leaned in closer, his voice low and teasing. "Got you now," he whispered, a smirk playing on his lips as he enjoyed the effect he had on her.

Reet's heart raced as she found herself shamelessly ogling him, her cheeks flushing pink with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. "You always have to play dirty, don't you?" she retorted, her voice breathless as she met his gaze.

Shreyas chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down Reet's spine. "Only when I know it'll get your attention," he confessed, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Shreyas couldn't help but notice Reet's wandering gaze, her eyes seemingly fixated on his abs and biceps. He grinned inwardly, enjoying the attention but also feeling a rush of excitement at her unabashed ogling.

"So, Reet," he began, his tone laced with amusement as he leaned even closer, his breath ghosting over her ear. "If you're not my girlfriend, then what are we?"

Reet's cheeks flushed crimson as she tore her gaze away from his mesmerizing physique, her heart pounding erratically at the proximity between them. "I-I don't know," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper as she struggled to form a coherent response.

Shreyas chuckled softly, his eyes dancing with amusement as he watched her squirm under his gaze. "Well, whatever we are," he murmured, trailing a finger lightly down her arm, "I'm definitely enjoying it."

Reet's breath caught in her throat at his touch, her skin tingling with anticipation. She opened her mouth to reply, but no words came out, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and desires.

Reet's threat hung in the air, a playful glint in her eyes as she eyed Shreyas's towel with mischief. "If you don't let me go, I will pull your towel," she warned, her tone teasing yet determined.

Shreyas raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he met her challenge head-on. "Oh really?" he replied, amusement evident in his voice as he dared her to follow through on her threat.

Without hesitation, Reet lunged forward, reaching for the towel around his waist with a mischievous grin. But before she could make contact, Shreyas swiftly lifted her up, effortlessly hoisting her over his shoulder.

"Woah!" Reet exclaimed, her laughter ringing out as she found herself suddenly airborne. "Shreyas, put me down!"

But Shreyas only chuckled in response, his grip firm as he carried her towards the bathroom. With a playful twinkle in his eye, he pushed open the door and deposited her inside before she could protest any further.

As Reet stumbled slightly, regaining her footing, she couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected turn of events. "You're impossible, Shreyas," she called out, her voice filled with amusement despite her mock indignation.

Shreyas grinned from outside the bathroom, leaning casually against the doorframe. "You love it," he teased, his tone light and playful as he enjoyed the banter between them.

And as Reet rolled her eyes with a smile, she couldn't deny the truth in his words. Despite his antics, she found herself inexplicably drawn to him, enjoying every moment they shared together, even the ones filled with playful teasing and laughter.

Moments later Reet emerged from the bathroom, clad in nothing but a towel wrapped around her slender frame, Shreyas couldn't help but admire the sight before him. His eyes trailed over her, taking in every curve and contour with unabashed appreciation.

"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to join the land of the living," Shreyas remarked, a playful smirk playing on his lips as he leaned against the nearby wall.

Reet shot him a mock glare, the corners of her lips twitching with amusement despite her attempt to appear stern. "Don't act like you weren't just waiting for me to grace you with my presence," she retorted, her voice laced with playful sarcasm.

Shreyas chuckled, the sound low and husky as he stepped closer to her, his gaze locking with hers in a heated exchange. "Oh, I assure you, I have far better things to do than wait around for you," he replied, his tone dripping with innuendo as he leaned in closer.

Reet raised an eyebrow, her pulse quickening at the proximity between them. "Is that so?" she countered, her voice laced with challenge as she met his gaze head-on.

Shreyas's lips curved into a smirk as he closed the remaining distance between them, his breath warm against her skin. "Oh, absolutely," he murmured, his voice low and seductive as he trailed a finger along the edge of her towel.

A shiver ran down Reet's spine at his touch, her breath catching in her throat as desire flared to life within her. "You're impossible," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned into his touch, unable to resist the magnetic pull between them.

Shreyas's smirk widened into a grin as he leaned in closer, his lips tantalizingly close to hers. "And yet, here you are, unable to resist me," he teased, the warmth of his breath sending shivers of anticipation down her spine.

As their playful banter escalated, the tension between Reet and Shreyas reached its peak. Unable to resist the magnetic pull any longer, Reet found herself drawn irresistibly closer to him, until she was seated on his lap, their bodies pressed intimately together.

Shreyas's hands moved to rest lightly on her hips, the touch sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. "You know," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "you look absolutely irresistible right now."

A flush of heat crept into Reet's cheeks at his words, her breath catching in her throat as she met his intense gaze. "Flattery will get you nowhere," she teased, though the playful gleam in her eyes betrayed the racing of her heart.

With a wicked grin, Shreyas leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from hers. "Who said I was trying to get anywhere?" he whispered, his voice low and seductive.

Before Reet could respond, Shreyas closed the remaining distance between them, capturing her lips in a searing kiss that left her breathless. Their mouths moved together with a hunger born of desire, each kiss more passionate than the last as they surrendered to the fiery heat that burned between them.

As the intensity of their kiss deepened, Reet melted into Shreyas's embrace, her hands tangling in his hair as she lost herself in the intoxicating sensation of his touch. Time seemed to stand still as they kissed, the world around them fading into insignificance as they became lost in each other.

Aashita entered Devdutt's room, her gaze immediately falling on the dusky-colored shirt he was wearing. With a playful smirk, she quipped, "What are you wearing?"

Devdutt chuckled at her remark. "I was trying to decide on an outfit for today," he explained. "But since you're here, maybe you can help me choose."

A mischievous glint danced in Aashita's eyes as she replied, "Well, why don't you try them all on and let me be the judge?"

Devdutt raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Oh, so you want to see me shirtless, is that it?" he teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.

Aashita chuckled at Devdutt's playful remark, shaking her head. "I have no interest in seeing you shirtless, Devdutt. I'm a very cultured girl, you know? I even close my eyes if guys roam shirtless in movies."

Devdutt raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, really?" he teased. "But would you make an exception for your guy?"

Aashita rolled her eyes, trying to hide the smile tugging at her lips. "You're getting ahead of yourself, Devdutt," she replied, feigning nonchalance. "Prove to me that you're worthy of being 'my guy.'"

Devdutt's grin widened as he leaned in closer to her, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Challenge accepted," he declared, his voice low and filled with confidence.

Devdutt took a deep breath, his gaze softening as he looked at Aashita. "You know, Aashita, I've really enjoyed spending time with you," he began, his voice sincere. "And, well, I just wanted to say... I like you. I like you a lot."

Aashita's heart skipped a beat at his confession, a rush of warmth flooding through her. Despite her playful demeanor, she couldn't deny the flutter of excitement in her chest. But being the savage she was, she couldn't resist teasing him a little.

"Oh, you like me, do you?" she replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Took you long enough to say it."

Devdutt chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "I-I guess I was waiting for the right moment," he admitted, his cheeks tinged with a hint of embarrassment.

Aashita smiled, reaching out to gently place a hand on his arm. "Well, you found it," she said softly. "And for the record... I like you too."

Devdutt's eyes widened in surprise at Aashita's admission, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Really? You do?" he asked, his voice filled with hope.

Aashita nodded, unable to suppress the smile that tugged at her lips. "Yeah, I do," she replied, her tone soft but sincere.

Devdutt's grin widened even further, a surge of happiness coursing through him. "That's... that's great!" he exclaimed, unable to contain his excitement. "I mean, wow, this is... amazing."

Aashita chuckled at his enthusiasm, feeling her heart swell with warmth at his genuine reaction. "Yeah, it is," she agreed, her eyes sparkling with affection.

Dumb and Delusional

R

eet:

Shreyas:
Well we wait for your memes.

Btw Hii Reet!

Reet:
Hi Shreyas. 💗

Samantha:
You cannot gossip without me!!!

Maithili:
SAM.
SAMYAAAAAA!!!!!

Devdutt:
*A pinch of drama*

Ishan:
Baat toh tere mein bhi pehle jaisi nahi rahi vro.

No offence meri jaan.

Shubman:
Ishan I thought I was your Jaan! 😭

Tu ja aur—

Maithili:
Shubman are you okay?

Shubman:
Do I look like I am? He fucking called other person 'meri jaan'.

Maithili:

Reet:
Oyye Gill you made her sad.

Samantha:
No baby Maithili.

Aashita:
Shubman WTF.

Shreyas:
Congratulations Shubman.

Shubman:
SWEETYIAMSORRYISWEARIDIDNOTMEANTTHAT!!

Ishan:

Shubman:
MAITHILI!!!!!!!!

MAITHILI!!!!!!!!!

MAITHILI!!!!!!!!!!

Maithili:
Reet tell him I don't want to talk to him.

Reet:
She doesn't want to talk to you.

Shubman:
But I am so sorry baccha.

Maithili:
Sam tell him don't baccha me.

Samantha:
Don't baccha her Shubman.

Shubman:
Maithili please please 🥺

Maithili:
Shreyas tell him I didn't look at his puppy eyes.

Shreyas:
She didn't look at your puppy eyes bro.

Shubman:
Maithili Istg I would never ever do that again.

And before you tell others to deliver messages for you I can read them.

I will send you sorry hamper.

Maithili:
Sacchi?

Shubman:
Yeah Sacchi.

Maithili:
Hmm, in that case you are forgiven.

Aashita:
Meri chance nahi aayi message deliver karne ki! 😭

Devdutt:

Shreyas:
Go and sleep Dev, honey.

Devdutt:
Nice idea! :)

Hey Guys,
Here's Chapter Nine of the story.

How was it? Please comment your views.

Any guesses for the next one?

Lmao I made this book a multi starrer too! 😭

Shubman and Maithili are pookies, like so so so ahh!!

Ishan and Sam are such flirts.

Shreyas and Reet are hot Istg.

Aashita and Dev are cuties!!

~yours author, Sonakshi.