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Helloo lovelies!
I know I have a lot to update on my blogs and I'm sorry for being MIA. Also apologies for taking forever to grant some of you access to the TSD blog. I question myself often...why did I even make it private? I might change it back to public but that might require too much work so perhaps later 😃
And coming to this... A few people...a few comments here and on my blogs inspired me to write again. So thanks but no thanks because I slept very late at night and don't want to function at work today. Kidding :P Love you guys. And lot of love to you each and everyone who has ever read my work and ever said anything nice to me.
This one is too bad to be written in honour of any of my readers. But this is what I came up with. Love aaj kal? And again, very much inspired my real life.
Enjoyy.
Can't believe I'm saying this, but this one is a rather short piece.
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FOOLS
"f**k f**k f**k f**k...I'm so sorry!" She fumbled as the tried to successfully get off a human body while trying to find a balance.
Embarrassingly so, he helped her by being surprised at the sudden commotion but absolutely still until she shifted to his side.
"How long I've been... Why didn't you wake me... How the f**k did you even let me sleep on TOP OF YOU? Gosh, I'm sorry."
He chuckled, sleepy brown eyes shining with mirth. "What can say, I do like women on top.."
"Oh, shut up," she said and rolled her eyes.
"But seriously though..."
"...and I love it when they pass out on me, immobilising me and almost paralysing my legs."
"Damn," she said as she hid her face behind her palms. "I'm sorry?" She peeped.
He chuckled again. He was attractive. Not that she hadn't noticed that before but now, with her eyes wide open, and she a little less drunk, it was rather more noticeable. "But for how long have I..."
"Chill, it's just been like two hours."
"Two freaking hours..."
"More like one-ish."
"Okay still doesn't make me feel..."
"Half"
"f**k off, man. Stop playing and just..."
"Playing...You realise that we're on a bed? Playing could mean a lot of stuff, darling."
She sat up straight. "But, I didn't mean that playing...I meant, you know - "
He chuckled again. "Dammit, you're adorable. But sadly, too young for me..."
"Dude, don't flatter yourself. And we're only one and a half years apart, just so you know."
"So you remember, huh?"
"We were discussing this just sometime ago!!"
"Before we kissed."
"We kissed??" She was mortified. "Are you serious? You can't be. I'm not - I don't - "
"So you don't remember..."
"Listen, I was drunk...still am...but - " He was playing with her mind, that much was clear.
"You don't kiss strangers."
"You're not a stranger."
"You're meeting me for the first time."
"But I've known you...through friends. I've heard so much about you...it's not even funny. So technically you not a stranger."
"Stalker."
"Oh, please!"
"So you were saying, you don't kiss strangers?"
"I never said that. You did."
"So you would?" He asked, turning towards her and getting on his elbow, "kiss a stranger?"
"I can... I mean if - "
"Okay then, kiss me."
"What?" She laughed nervously, "No. Not you."
"Ouch, woman. That hurt. Why not me?"
"We can't just kiss...like that."
"We were going to..."
She fell against the pillow with a thud , eyes tightly closed, "I was hoping you wouldn't bring that up."
"So you do remember."
"Yes. I wanted to kiss you." She confessed.
"Well, then why d'you turn your face away?"
"Because I didn't want you to think that I wanted to hook up, because I'm not the sort of girl to - "
"To hook up with a stranger at a party."
"You're not a stranger."
"You're not hooking up with me either."
"Thank you for letting me hold you. It just had to be for a few minutes..."
"It was certainly odd..."
"I know, I'm sorry..."
"But is it weird if I say that I quite liked it? Perhaps this is the still drunk me speaking. And this I say not in a perverted sort of way, though I must say, I did have perverted thoughts. But can you blame me? You were on top of me!"
She laughed, embarrassingly loud. "Goodness, this is weird. Isn't this weird? It's going to be so weird tomorrow morning when we're hungover. How would we face each other? Maybe we'd avoid each other completely."
"Maybe, we won't. Maybe we'd laugh tomorrow."
"And laugh each time we see each other." She chuckled before sobering up and saying, "oh, thanks for not getting pissed. I think I was leading you on. You were expecting something else I, well... But you were so good to talk with, so ridiculous and utterly nonsensical. I couldn't stop. Actually I don't know why I couldn't stop..."
"Hey is that an insult? Ridiculous and utterly nonsensical?
"Oh, you know it wasn't. And how did we even find ourselves in an empty room?"
"I guess people just evacuated? Hook up alert!"
"Oh, please."
"Kidding, kidding."
She chuckled and looked up at the ceiling. She didn't reply and he didn't say anything either for a good minute. It was surprising how comfortable the silence was.
"I'm getting too comfortable on this bed right now."
"Me too."
"I can't leave."
"Me neither."
She turned and smiled at him. "People already think we're hooking up..."
"They do."
"Do you think they'll judge me? I'm really not a girl like that - "
"Hey, what kind of a man do you think I am? A hooker? I am genuinely offended now."
She laughed. "No, but, you know, you're more - "
"We both want to hook up. You're just not down for it because...image issues."
"That's ridiculous. No."
"Then?"
"Leave it."
"No, say!"
"I don't know, I can't just. I feel like, there needs to be love between two people if they are going down that path."
"Have you ever been that path?"
"Yes. Once."
"How was the path ?"
"Oh, terrible." She said as she hid her face and laughed. "And half way through it I realised that I didn't love him."
"Tragic, dude," he said, "and yet you believe that two people need to be in love to have sex. Sex just needs to be good. Love doesn't count."
"It's just my opinion."
"Hmm. Fair enough." He said as he stared at the ceiling.
"Have you been in love?" She asked after a while.
"Yeah, a few times."
"A few... Seriously..."
"Well, you know how you think it's love and then when it's over you realise that it wasn't?"
"Yeah."
"So well, yes. I've grown up, I guess. I'll believe it when it happens and stays, but my dear, this world, this world doesn't need love no more. Just some casual f**ks."
"Yeah, and all the good guys are taken. They're all in cute relationships. Only f**ked up guys left."
"That too, I guess?"
"And here I want to fall in love. There are no guys left."
"Yeah, thanks!" He said in a sarcastic tone.
She turned to him. "You would hardly want to fall in love with me."
"Why not? You're beautiful and I can be ridiculous and utterly nonsensical with you and I love how cutely pretentious you can get with your uprightness. So if I want, I could."
"You don't mean that."
"I mean that. But can you fall in love with me?"
"I'm pretty sure people don't discuss before falling in love."
"But can you?"
"I think it's easy to fall in love with you. Exciting. Scary." She said as she turned on her shoulder to face him. How was he so near suddenly?
"If I kiss you right now, would you turn your face again?" He said shifting even closer and taking her hand in his.
She shook her head as her heart thudded, the strokes of his thumb on the inside of her palm making her quite breathless.
It was a butterfly kiss, a feather light one. And then another before she parted her lips and felt his weight settle on her. It a million stars twinkling at the same time and firecrackers in the sky. It was flowers blooming in the winter and like a hot cup of tea."
Breathless, he pulled away, "don't fall in love with me. You're sweet...too sweet. And young."
"Don't flatter yourself," she replied and took his lips in hers for a kiss again. That maddening passion took over again. Twinkling stars and fireworks.
Before she knew she was on top; kissing him, her dress ridden up, hair haywire and his hands all over her, her's cupping his neck.
This wasn't her. And yet, it was. Beautiful. Confident. Passionate. A surprise there, but it was her, ready to give herself to him.
"If we don't stop, we'll really end up hooking up."
"I thought you wanted to?"
He cupped her cheeks and kissed her lips again. "I want to." And then he kissed her forehead before depositing her to his side again.
"I want to, too."
"I know."
"Then, what's wrong?"
"You'll fall in love half way through it."
"And what's wrong with that?"
"Only f**ked up guys left, you only said. I'm one of them."
She sighed and then smiled. "It's only fair. I reject you. You reject me. Equal equal. So that neither of us feel bad about this.
He chucked. "Okay, whatever makes you feel better."
"f**k off."
"Let me hold you and pass out now. Now that will make things equal." He said and he pulled her to him, his nose already nuzzling her neck and hand around her waist.
"I never said you could."
"But you don't mind."
"I don't."
"I knew it." A kiss landed on her neck.
They spent a few minutes in silence before she asked, "What if it's the other way round?"
"As in?"
"What if you fall in love with me and not I with you?"
He didn't reply right away. "I can usually manage these feelings, twist and turn them. Don't worry, you're good."
"But what if you've already started falling? Half way through in love with me?"
"Why half way? I might already be. In love with you." He said as he took her hand in his. Her heart thudded against her chest. Stomach fluttered.
She turned to meet his eyes trying hard not to give away what was going on inside of her, "Bull crap."
"Ha ha, April fool!"
"It's February."
"February fool, then."
"You are ridiculous!"
"No, I'm a fool too. We're both fools. February fools."
"February fools. Hmm." She sighed.
"Go to sleep now, fool."
"Will you be here when I wake up?"
"I'm not an early riser."
"I'm not talking about tomorrow morning."
"I know...but... I - "
"It's okay, I don't expect you to." She patted his hand.
"You do." He breathed against her neck, his lips almost caressing her skin.
"I do."
"You are a fool."
"I know." She agreed.
She waited for him to say something more. She waited for the longest time. When she was almost about meet slumber, half way through it, she heard him say,
"I'll try to be."
She pressed against their entwined hands slightly and he pressed back. She was sure a fool fell in love. Or was half way through it.
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How was it? :/
Helloo lovelies!
I know I have a lot to update on my blogs and I'm sorry for being MIA. Also apologies for taking forever to grant some of you access to the TSD blog. I question myself often...why did I even make it private? I might change it back to public but that might require too much work so perhaps later 😃
And coming to this... A few people...a few comments here and on my blogs inspired me to write again. So thanks but no thanks because I slept very late at night and don't want to function at work today. Kidding :P Love you guys. And lot of love to you each and everyone who has ever read my work and ever said anything nice to me.
This one is too bad to be written in honour of any of my readers. But this is what I came up with. Love aaj kal? And again, very much inspired my real life.
Enjoyy.
Can't believe I'm saying this, but this one is a rather short piece.
^-----------------^
FOOLS
"f**k f**k f**k f**k...I'm so sorry!" She fumbled as the tried to successfully get off a human body while trying to find a balance.
Embarrassingly so, he helped her by being surprised at the sudden commotion but absolutely still until she shifted to his side.
"How long I've been... Why didn't you wake me... How the f**k did you even let me sleep on TOP OF YOU? Gosh, I'm sorry."
He chuckled, sleepy brown eyes shining with mirth. "What can say, I do like women on top.."
"Oh, shut up," she said and rolled her eyes.
"But seriously though..."
"...and I love it when they pass out on me, immobilising me and almost paralysing my legs."
"Damn," she said as she hid her face behind her palms. "I'm sorry?" She peeped.
He chuckled again. He was attractive. Not that she hadn't noticed that before but now, with her eyes wide open, and she a little less drunk, it was rather more noticeable. "But for how long have I..."
"Chill, it's just been like two hours."
"Two freaking hours..."
"More like one-ish."
"Okay still doesn't make me feel..."
"Half"
"f**k off, man. Stop playing and just..."
"Playing...You realise that we're on a bed? Playing could mean a lot of stuff, darling."
She sat up straight. "But, I didn't mean that playing...I meant, you know - "
He chuckled again. "Dammit, you're adorable. But sadly, too young for me..."
"Dude, don't flatter yourself. And we're only one and a half years apart, just so you know."
"So you remember, huh?"
"We were discussing this just sometime ago!!"
"Before we kissed."
"We kissed??" She was mortified. "Are you serious? You can't be. I'm not - I don't - "
"So you don't remember..."
"Listen, I was drunk...still am...but - " He was playing with her mind, that much was clear.
"You don't kiss strangers."
"You're not a stranger."
"You're meeting me for the first time."
"But I've known you...through friends. I've heard so much about you...it's not even funny. So technically you not a stranger."
"Stalker."
"Oh, please!"
"So you were saying, you don't kiss strangers?"
"I never said that. You did."
"So you would?" He asked, turning towards her and getting on his elbow, "kiss a stranger?"
"I can... I mean if - "
"Okay then, kiss me."
"What?" She laughed nervously, "No. Not you."
"Ouch, woman. That hurt. Why not me?"
"We can't just kiss...like that."
"We were going to..."
She fell against the pillow with a thud , eyes tightly closed, "I was hoping you wouldn't bring that up."
"So you do remember."
"Yes. I wanted to kiss you." She confessed.
"Well, then why d'you turn your face away?"
"Because I didn't want you to think that I wanted to hook up, because I'm not the sort of girl to - "
"To hook up with a stranger at a party."
"You're not a stranger."
"You're not hooking up with me either."
"Thank you for letting me hold you. It just had to be for a few minutes..."
"It was certainly odd..."
"I know, I'm sorry..."
"But is it weird if I say that I quite liked it? Perhaps this is the still drunk me speaking. And this I say not in a perverted sort of way, though I must say, I did have perverted thoughts. But can you blame me? You were on top of me!"
She laughed, embarrassingly loud. "Goodness, this is weird. Isn't this weird? It's going to be so weird tomorrow morning when we're hungover. How would we face each other? Maybe we'd avoid each other completely."
"Maybe, we won't. Maybe we'd laugh tomorrow."
"And laugh each time we see each other." She chuckled before sobering up and saying, "oh, thanks for not getting pissed. I think I was leading you on. You were expecting something else I, well... But you were so good to talk with, so ridiculous and utterly nonsensical. I couldn't stop. Actually I don't know why I couldn't stop..."
"Hey is that an insult? Ridiculous and utterly nonsensical?
"Oh, you know it wasn't. And how did we even find ourselves in an empty room?"
"I guess people just evacuated? Hook up alert!"
"Oh, please."
"Kidding, kidding."
She chuckled and looked up at the ceiling. She didn't reply and he didn't say anything either for a good minute. It was surprising how comfortable the silence was.
"I'm getting too comfortable on this bed right now."
"Me too."
"I can't leave."
"Me neither."
She turned and smiled at him. "People already think we're hooking up..."
"They do."
"Do you think they'll judge me? I'm really not a girl like that - "
"Hey, what kind of a man do you think I am? A hooker? I am genuinely offended now."
She laughed. "No, but, you know, you're more - "
"We both want to hook up. You're just not down for it because...image issues."
"That's ridiculous. No."
"Then?"
"Leave it."
"No, say!"
"I don't know, I can't just. I feel like, there needs to be love between two people if they are going down that path."
"Have you ever been that path?"
"Yes. Once."
"How was the path ?"
"Oh, terrible." She said as she hid her face and laughed. "And half way through it I realised that I didn't love him."
"Tragic, dude," he said, "and yet you believe that two people need to be in love to have sex. Sex just needs to be good. Love doesn't count."
"It's just my opinion."
"Hmm. Fair enough." He said as he stared at the ceiling.
"Have you been in love?" She asked after a while.
"Yeah, a few times."
"A few... Seriously..."
"Well, you know how you think it's love and then when it's over you realise that it wasn't?"
"Yeah."
"So well, yes. I've grown up, I guess. I'll believe it when it happens and stays, but my dear, this world, this world doesn't need love no more. Just some casual f**ks."
"Yeah, and all the good guys are taken. They're all in cute relationships. Only f**ked up guys left."
"That too, I guess?"
"And here I want to fall in love. There are no guys left."
"Yeah, thanks!" He said in a sarcastic tone.
She turned to him. "You would hardly want to fall in love with me."
"Why not? You're beautiful and I can be ridiculous and utterly nonsensical with you and I love how cutely pretentious you can get with your uprightness. So if I want, I could."
"You don't mean that."
"I mean that. But can you fall in love with me?"
"I'm pretty sure people don't discuss before falling in love."
"But can you?"
"I think it's easy to fall in love with you. Exciting. Scary." She said as she turned on her shoulder to face him. How was he so near suddenly?
"If I kiss you right now, would you turn your face again?" He said shifting even closer and taking her hand in his.
She shook her head as her heart thudded, the strokes of his thumb on the inside of her palm making her quite breathless.
It was a butterfly kiss, a feather light one. And then another before she parted her lips and felt his weight settle on her. It a million stars twinkling at the same time and firecrackers in the sky. It was flowers blooming in the winter and like a hot cup of tea."
Breathless, he pulled away, "don't fall in love with me. You're sweet...too sweet. And young."
"Don't flatter yourself," she replied and took his lips in hers for a kiss again. That maddening passion took over again. Twinkling stars and fireworks.
Before she knew she was on top; kissing him, her dress ridden up, hair haywire and his hands all over her, her's cupping his neck.
This wasn't her. And yet, it was. Beautiful. Confident. Passionate. A surprise there, but it was her, ready to give herself to him.
"If we don't stop, we'll really end up hooking up."
"I thought you wanted to?"
He cupped her cheeks and kissed her lips again. "I want to." And then he kissed her forehead before depositing her to his side again.
"I want to, too."
"I know."
"Then, what's wrong?"
"You'll fall in love half way through it."
"And what's wrong with that?"
"Only f**ked up guys left, you only said. I'm one of them."
She sighed and then smiled. "It's only fair. I reject you. You reject me. Equal equal. So that neither of us feel bad about this.
He chucked. "Okay, whatever makes you feel better."
"f**k off."
"Let me hold you and pass out now. Now that will make things equal." He said and he pulled her to him, his nose already nuzzling her neck and hand around her waist.
"I never said you could."
"But you don't mind."
"I don't."
"I knew it." A kiss landed on her neck.
They spent a few minutes in silence before she asked, "What if it's the other way round?"
"As in?"
"What if you fall in love with me and not I with you?"
He didn't reply right away. "I can usually manage these feelings, twist and turn them. Don't worry, you're good."
"But what if you've already started falling? Half way through in love with me?"
"Why half way? I might already be. In love with you." He said as he took her hand in his. Her heart thudded against her chest. Stomach fluttered.
She turned to meet his eyes trying hard not to give away what was going on inside of her, "Bull crap."
"Ha ha, April fool!"
"It's February."
"February fool, then."
"You are ridiculous!"
"No, I'm a fool too. We're both fools. February fools."
"February fools. Hmm." She sighed.
"Go to sleep now, fool."
"Will you be here when I wake up?"
"I'm not an early riser."
"I'm not talking about tomorrow morning."
"I know...but... I - "
"It's okay, I don't expect you to." She patted his hand.
"You do." He breathed against her neck, his lips almost caressing her skin.
"I do."
"You are a fool."
"I know." She agreed.
She waited for him to say something more. She waited for the longest time. When she was almost about meet slumber, half way through it, she heard him say,
"I'll try to be."
She pressed against their entwined hands slightly and he pressed back. She was sure a fool fell in love. Or was half way through it.
^-------------------------^
How was it? :/
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