My Ex - Crush

Episode 38

Arjun's POV:

I froze. For a split second, my entire body locked up. Her lips had brushed against my cheek—just a fleeting touch, but it was enough to make my heart skip a beat. I could still feel the warmth lingering on my skin.

Deepika sprang back to her seat like she'd been electrocuted, covering her mouth with both hands, her eyes wide in utter horror. She looked like she had just committed some heinous crime.

Did she… just kiss my cheek?

The realization slowly crept in, and I could feel a grin fighting to break through. This was priceless.

I glanced around, making sure no one had caught the moment. Luckily, the rest of the bus was still engrossed in dancing, oblivious to what had just happened. Perfect. Time to have a little fun with this.

I immediately slapped a hand over my cheek, acting as if I’d been scandalized beyond belief. "Did you just—" I gasped dramatically, widening my eyes. "How could you?"

Deepika’s face turned a deep shade of crimson. Her eyes darted around nervously as she stammered, still covering her mouth. "I-I didn’t mean to! It was—an accident!" Her voice wavered, completely flustered.

"An accident?" I raised an eyebrow, enjoying the way she squirmed. "Oh, so you’re saying it was an accident that your lips landed on my cheek and not…on my lips?" My voice dropped low, teasing her mercilessly.

Her eyes widened even more, and she immediately shushed me, frantically waving her hands as if that could somehow erase what had just happened. "No, no! Don’t even say that!" she whispered fiercely, panic evident in her voice. She threw a quick glance around to make sure no one heard us.

I leaned in closer, loving every second of her discomfort. "Are you sure? Because it kinda felt like you knew what you were doing…" I let my words trail off, making her face burn an even brighter red.

"Shut up, Arjun!" she hissed, her embarrassment intensifying. "It was the speed breaker! I swear!" Her words tumbled out, fast and defensive, as if she could somehow will this entire situation away.

I leaned back, faking deep thought, rubbing my chin. "Wow, Deepika, I didn’t know you were this bold. You really caught me off guard there."

She groaned in frustration, burying her face in her hands. "I hate you."

I grinned wider, unable to resist. "Hate me? Excuse me, I’m the victim here! You molested me!"

Her head shot up, eyes wide in disbelief. "Molested? What the hell, Arjun? Unbelievable!" She threw her hands up in exasperation, shaking her head, clearly wanting me to shut up.

I was having way too much fun to stop. I leaned in a little closer, lowering my voice. "Honestly, I don’t feel safe around you anymore."

That finally made her crack. She laughed, though her face was still a brilliant shade of red. She shook her head in disbelief, trying to compose herself.

But I wasn’t done yet. "Come on, Arjun! Don’t act so innocent," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, but with a flicker of confidence.

I smirked, leaning even closer. "I am innocent. You, on the other hand…"

Her eyes narrowed. "You… I haven’t done something you haven’t done!" she blurted out, then immediately clamped a hand over her mouth, clearly regretting what she had just said.

I raised an eyebrow, feeling my smirk widen. "Oh, so this was payback?" I asked, my voice teasing, dripping with amusement.

She quickly shook her head, refusing to answer, sinking further into her seat.