OMG this is THE cutestttttttttttttttttttttttt fanfic I've EVER read😳 A very-very nice fanfic roz but puh-lese do continue soon as I see u haven't updated in a LONG time😳
that was a really gr8 fanfic ROZ!!!!!! PLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ ZZ continue soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon as i cant wait till da next chapter!!thx 4 starting this fantastic ff ny way. 👏
So im kinda busy with getting ready to move back to college cause i just got one more weekend to buy all the stuff I need. but besides that, it always takes me time to write esp. creativite writing. also the current s/l is not helping. while i was writing this chap i kept havent to delete lines cause it would sound to harsh n thus i didnt njoy writing this chap as much as the other chaps - oh gosh - n also i was going to have pranay in this fic because adi needs to feel jealous in order to realize he is geting close to mets like he's never been close to any girl but im rethinkin that now - im just gonna use someone else - lol. so anyway, so sorry for updating late again but what can i say except that im a terrible updater lol. n thanx all for the great love via comments. luv readin them! k here's nex chap.
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CH 5 – One Way to Start a Morning
Adi keeps shifting around on his couch in order to avoid the morning sunlight and turns around just in time to see Maithili start to move around a little on his bed. He swiftly yet quietly gets up from the couch and slips in next to the half-awake beauty. Waking up from a throbbing headache, Maithili clutches the back of her head tightly as she tries to open her squinted eyes. She straightens her back against the headboard and forces her eyes to burst open. As soon as her vision gets clearer, she sees that she is wearing a gigantic robe and also notices a figure lying next to her. She moves her head so vigorously to her side that her neck comes severely close to breaking, but she has to know what horrid mistake she has made and with whom. Still pretending to be asleep, Adi tacitly shifts on the bed so that his face is in plain sight. He continues to wait for the sound of Maithili's scream but it doesn't come.
With his eyes still closed, "Shouldn't you be freaking out by now?" As an answer, a pillow hits him right across the face and a pair of small feet kicks him from under the covers until he is lying face down on the floor. "You! Argh…Idiot!" Maithili picks up another pillow and stands up on the bed in order to walk over to him, but Adi pulls himself off the floor and grabs the pillow out of her hands. "Ms. WWE wrestler, take a chill pill ok?" Adi stands on the floor of his bedroom while Maithili appears a few feet taller than him standing on top of his bed. "Chill pill? Oh, I'm going to take something alright – you onto the floor," puts her hands on her hips. "Oooo- (like Atul) … dirty," he smirks back at her. "Tum. Ahhh!" shouts in frustration. "But really Mets, is this how you behave with someone who you've gotten so close with. Literally, of course," smiles innocently. "Ha! As if!" "Kya!" he asks with a tad bit of confusion. "You think that I think that we …" chuckles a little. "Paagal ho kya? As soon as I saw it was you who was next to me, I knew nothing happened. And anyway, you think I didn't realize that there's a pillow and a blanket on the couch over there." Adi looks at the couch and mentally hits himself on the head. "You're loosing your touch Adi. But don't worry," places her hands on his shoulders from her spot on top of the bed, "we will find you a nice ladka I mean ladki. It shouldn't be that hard because after all you are a man's man I mean ladies man." Maithili grins down on Adi as he clutches onto the pillow that's still in his hand. "Are you implying something Mets?" asks in anger. "Nnnooo. No, no, yes I mean no," removes her hands from his shoulders. Unable to take it any longer, Adi throws the pillow at Maithili's face. "That was for hitting me earlier." "Oh, you are going to be sorry, Vikram-ji." "Ok, I hate that name so stop saying it," points his finger her way. "That's exactly why I'm saying it Aditya-ji," giggles and runs towards the bathroom. She grabs the hand-held shower head and points it towards Adi who had come running after her. "Dare me?" Adi turns the tap of the bathroom sink that's near him on and puts his hands under it to let the water store itself on his hands. "Like that's going to do anything." "Hey! I have great aim." "Oh we'll see." Without hesitation, she turns the shower head on and water willingly squirts out and strikes its main target. Adi in return, begins to throw water from the sink and hits Maithili in the face. This commotion continues for some time until Maithili throws her hands up in defeat. "I'm tired." "No, you're the loser." "I would pick this shower head again but it just occurred to me that you use it everyday and who knows what kind of germs are on it," she gives him a sweet smile. "Well now that you've used it, it should be germ-free and just to make sure that none of my nasty germs have gotten on you, let me…" Adi tosses another hand-full of water at Maithili which splashes itself against her face. Wow! She looks so…beautiful. It's really unbelievable. Just then, he himself gets hits in the face with water. "I decided to give this thing one last good use before it's back in the hands of its filthy owner." "Oh how sweet of you," he says sarcastically as he runs his hand through his wet hair. Maithili looks at him silently. Why am I staring at him? What's wrong with me? Why is he taking off his shirt? What?! "Wh-wha-what are you doing?" she walks up to him. Adi's head pops back into view as he finishes taking off his wet shirt. "What, it's wet so logic suggests that I should take it off." He notices her awkwardness and smiles mischievously. "You know," throws his shirt over his shoulder, "you can take your wet clothes off too." He starts to walk up to Maithili as she begins to walk backwards. "Because like you said, I'm a man's man, right?" "That was a joke. I was kidding. Ha ha," she says nervously and turns to walk out of the bathroom. She is almost out the door when her foot steps on a wet spot and she begins to slip backward but Adi puts his hands on her stomach and places her against him, Still holding her tightly, "You know Big Feet, you really should watch where you are going," he says softly into her ear. "And you really should watch where you put your hands. Now, let me go!" "mmm… no. That's a stupid suggestion. Suggest something else," he begins to snuggle up to her in a feeling that's similar to that of a hug. She struggles to try to remove his hands from her stomach but they remain stuck concretely. So instead she does the only thing she can, she places her hands on her hips while Adi's hands still hold onto her stomach. "Well, don't we look like a pair of newly weds," Adi says as he stares at mirror. Maithili also looks at the mirror and gets scared to see just how physically close she and Adi are. "Yeah right. Me and you married? You and I are just friends and we will always be just friends, got it?" Adi lets go of Maithili and turns her around to face him. "Then why are you just in a robe Mets? Where are your clothes huh?" Adi stares at her seriously while Maitili pulls the robe around her tighter. "I mean did they just vanish into thin air or what?" his grin returns. "You…you…" her face goes numb. Adi winks at her and leaves the bathroom. "A set of clothes is in the closet for you Mets. Change and come downstairs for breakfast ok, sweetheart?" The sound of a door closing is heard as Adi leaves his bedroom. Maithili frantically opens the closet and takes out black jogging pants and next to it a shirt that has "Boys Rule!" across the front. She sighs deeply and opens her robe to see a familiar mini-dress still on her, "That….," lost for words, Maithili just smiles in the now empty room.
wow this is amazing stuff! and i know how you feel about the current s/l! and please do feel free to add some one other then praney! cuz hes just nasty! cant wait for the next part!
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