Abhi: I'm not angry...
(I took a sip of beer.)
Ishana: Hmm.
(He took a sip of beer, so did I. While sipping, I looked at him and noticed his vocal cords... were looking sexy. What am I doing?! Then I noticed his hands. He was wearing a watch that somehow made them glow. Insane! I must've gone insane! Stop it, Ishana. Don't do that. Stop looking!)
Abhi(thinking): I feel like she's looking at me...
Abhi: What?
Ishana: Ah... No, nothing!
Abhi: Don't tell me you just fantasized something about me.
Ishana(thinking): What!!? He knows this too? How could he know me so well?! Does he read minds?
Abhi: No.
Ishana: What?
Abhi: I don't know how to read minds. But I know what you're thinking—because it's written all over your face.
Ishana: ... Written on my face?
Bro, if everything was written on my face, I bet you wouldn't be sitting next to me right now.
Abhi: Really? And what exactly are you thinking that would make me want to move?
Ishana(yawning): I... uh...
Abhi(thinking): I felt weight on my shoulder—she fell asleep. If I move even a bit, she might fall into the pool. Ahh! How can she just fall asleep like this? We can't stay here all night. I should take her to bed.
(I put the beer aside, gently lifted her, took her to the bed, laid her down, adjusted the blanket around her, and went to the other side to sleep... But I couldn't fall asleep. She slept peacefully. I watched her the whole night. I didn't get bored for even a second.)
Mark(thinking): After shouting at Ishana, I don't feel good. I shouldn't have yelled, but what can I do? She won't be obedient unless I raise my voice... Anyway, let's go back to my room.
Mark: Honey, I'm back!
Khushi(thinking): He went out to hand over the phone, but he's taking forever. Don't tell me he went to disturb them... Ugh! I can't believe he still acts like a kid.
Wait—why is my stomach hurting... Did I eat something bad? No... Oh, damn! It's that day—my menstrual cycle started. What a bad timing.
Mark(thinking): When I came back, she was lying on the bed like she'd fallen asleep.
Mark: Did you fall asleep already? I was gone for just a while!
Khushi(thinking): I hear him... what now...
Khushi: Uhh, I'm not asleep... It's just that... my...
Mark: That what?
Khushi: My period started...
Mark: What?! Now?
Khushi: Yeah...
Mark: Oh. Then what now? Do you have that thing with you or should I get one?
Khushi: There was one in the bathroom. I already used it.
Mark: Oh, okay. Then go back to sleep.
Khushi: Hmm...
Mark(thinking): I lay beside her. She crawled onto my chest and closed her eyes.
Khushi(thinking): He lay beside me. I put my head on his chest and fell asleep in no time.
MORNING
(Knock knock!!!)
Abhi(thinking): I woke up because of the sudden knocking, but I couldn't get up—wait, she's... on top of me?! When did she crawl over? She's holding my thumb like a kid. She looks cute though... I take a closer look. Her eyelashes are long. I can feel her breath near my neck...
I wish I could wake up every morning like this—with her in my arms. Such a peaceful view. I don't want to take my eyes off her.
Knock knock!
There it is again. Someone's at the door? Huhh... I can't believe this. I bet it's a staff member—if I open the door and see one, I swear I'll fire them. There's a "DO NOT DISTURB" sign on the door, are they blind?!
Ishana(thinking): What the heck!!! Can't people just let me sleep?!
I opened my eyes—oh no, my neck is stiff.
No. Freaking. Way.
This must be a dream. I feel like I'm sleeping on top of Abhi. I hope he isn't awake yet. Please, please... I look at him. His eyes are closed. Thank God.
I slowly get up from his arms and try to get off the bed, but a sudden pull caught me off guard—I fall back into his arms.
Ishana: Ouch!
Abhi(thinking): I noticed she was waking up, so I closed my eyes to avoid the awkwardness. She tried to get down, but I saw red marks on her neck—on her collarbone, to be exact. I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to see what those marks were. She fell back into my arms.
Ishana: Abhi! What are you doing?!
Abhi: There's a mark on your neck... How did you get it?
(Then it hits me—I kissed her there last night... Yeah. I did. But I thought I was being gentle. Did I hurt her?!)
I'm sorry. Did I do that? I swear I didn't mean to hurt you, Ishana. I tried my best to control myself. If I left a mark, I really didn't mean to. How could I... I must've been out of my mind...
Ishana: Abhi, relax. You didn't hurt me. It's just... my body reacts this way to any foreign contact.
Abhi: Huh? What?
Ishana: Yeah. If someone touches me and my body isn't used to their touch, I get these red marks. It's a skin reaction.
Abhi: You have a condition like this? Why didn't I know?
Ishana: Because... no one knows.
Abhi: But you should have told me. I would've been more careful. (Wait... where else did I touch her? Her legs... I remember. She was lying on the left side of the bed. I pulled her dress up a little, making sure I wasn't touching skin... But still, I saw red marks from her knee to her thigh.)
Ishana: Abhi, what are you trying to do exactly? Can you please explain?
Abhi: Oh, I'm sorry. (I realized what I just did. She's not my patient!)
Ishana: Let go of my leg!!
Abhi: Oh! (I let go.)