Accidental Attachment

Mystical

Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same . . . If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger." —Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

Sree

I woke up in the morning, and saw his sleeping face. 
I moved my hand towards him, I wanted to feel his cheeks.. But I brought them back..

I got up from my bed.. Let me make something for paati to eat, I didn't know if she was angry with me after yesterday.
Did Vikram manage to convince her..

I went a took a quick bath.. Vikram was awake by then

"Hey good morning", I said

" Good morning "he replied

" So.. Did paati eat yesterday night, I'm thinking of going and making dosa", I said

"Ya.. She ate, you know you don't need to do it", he said

" Ya, what option is there.. It's fine", I said and turned towards the mirror to get ready for office.

He came behind me and stood near me..
"Come to my office, before going to yours. That strategy file, you didn't see yet and call your best friend", he said and went to the washroom

I messaged Gautham.
As usual Vikram came out in a towel.

" Why can't you change inside and come ", I asked

He looked at me and came closer to me

" Why? Is this affecting you? ", he asked

He put his hand on my shoulder and turned me around

" Does it? "he asked...

I tried my best not to look down from his face..

" N.. No.. it doesn't ", I said

" But, im changing inside, why do you need to do this.. ", I said

Why did I even tell him this!

" Who stopped you, you can come out and change too.. Don't have towels? borrow mine", he said

I opened my mouth and frowned at him, looking flustered

"Dont speak nonsense", I said

" No.. No nonsense, I don't mind", he said and smiled..

What! What did he mean.. He moved his hands away and moved to his cupboard, leaving me.. Standing there blushing.

"Get ready soon, you have to cook too", he said

I nodded and turned to the mirror.. I could still see him from there, which was a distraction..

He came near me.. To see the mirror and buttoned his shirt.. He took the cologne from the dressing table and sprayed it over him..

I coughed..

He glanced at me.. And began tucking his shirt in...

My hand on my comb, stood still.. As I forgot what I was supposed to do..

"Get that please", he said pointing at some cream..

What was that! I took it and looked at it curiously..

He took it from my hands and applied it to his chin.. while I stood looking..

He raised his eyebrows and took his comb..