As Indra drove Srijita home from her office, he noticed a faint smile playing on her lips.
Intrigued, he glanced at her and asked, "Why are you smiling to yourself?"
Caught off guard, Srijita's trance broke, and she quickly composed herself, putting on a neutral expression. "Smiling? Me? Why would I smile without any reason?" she retorted, trying to brush off his observation.
Indra studied her suspiciously for a moment, sensing there was more to her reaction than she let on.
Meanwhile, Srijita's thoughts raced, her inner dialogue betraying her true feelings.
"What's happening to you, Srijita? You've been smiling a lot lately... Diksha noticed it today too... Why does he keep popping into my mind every second? Why can't I stop thinking about him? He's just Indra, a friend and nothing more. But his smile, his concern-why do they affect me so much? I can't let this distract me. I have work, responsibilities... and he's just complicating things."
She shook her head slightly, as if trying to physically shake off the thoughts of him. "Stay focused, Srijita. Don't let him get under your skin. Remember your principles-no distractions, no Keep it normal. But why does he have to look at me like that? Like he knows something I don't..."
Srijita frowned as Indra drove in the opposite direction from their usual route home.
"This isn't our way home," she pointed out.
Indra grinned mischievously. "I know," he replied.
Confused, Srijita asked, "Then where are we going?"
Indra's smile widened. "We're going to an ice-cream parlour to grab some ice cream before heading home."
"I don't want ice cream," Srijita protested. "Just take me home."
Indra shrugged casually. "Okay, suit yourself. I'll eat, and you can accompany me."
"What the hell?" Srijita exclaimed.
"If you want to eat, go ahead, but why drag me along?"
Indra smirked. "Because I want to."
Arriving at the parlour, Indra headed inside while Srijita, bored, got out of the car and sat on the bonnet.
From there, she watched as Indra returned with two ice cream cones in hand and sat beside her.
"I already said I didn't want any," Srijita reminded him as he approached.
"Who said these are for you?" Indra teased, unwrapping one cone and licking it in a deliberately enticing manner.
Despite herself, Srijita couldn't help but feel tempted. Her stomach and mouth betrayed her as they both craved the delicious Cornetto ice cream, her favorite.
Watching Indra enjoy the treat so unabashedly made her thoughts swirl. "Why is he being so selfish, not even offering me a bite? But... it does look so good. Why did I refuse in the first place?"
Indra licked his lips and moaned in satisfaction. "It's so tasty..."
Srijita licked her lips involuntarily.
Indra caught her gaze and raised an eyebrow. "What? Why are you staring at me like that? Do you want some?"She turned her head away angrily. "
No, I don't want your enjoyment," she muttered under her breath, though Indra heard her clearly.
To her surprise, Indra placed two ice cream cones in front of her. Srijita looked at him incredulously. "These... I mean, how?"
Indra smiled warmly. "Did you really think I wouldn't get any for you? I'm not that selfish, you know," he said, handing her the cones.
Srijita happily took one from him and started eating, enjoying the sweet treat despite her earlier protests.
As they sat together, Indra glanced at her slyly. "You know, you should've just said you wanted some. There's no shame in enjoying a little ice cream."
Srijita rolled her eyes playfully. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. You just couldn't resist teasing me, could you?"
She continued ," I know you will bought ice-cream for me. I know you'r not so selfish"
She laughs sheepingly...
Indra intentionally pushes her hand such that he puts ice cream on her nose...
Srijita eyes widened and Indra laughs at her state....and Srijita smeared ice cream on his face ....and puts her tongue out...and starts running from that place and he too starts chasing her..
Indra- youuuu!!!!!!
Srijita ( while laughing) - you're the one who started first...
And both of their laughter could be heard from that place ....
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