《Mr. Mystery》Cold
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After Surat, we went to Akshardham, in Gandhinagar. Then at Ahmedabad. There we went to Sabarmati Ashram, Kankaria Lake, Adalaj Stepwell, Jama Mosque, Sidi Saiyyed Mosque, Gate of Ahmedabad, Vaishno Devi Mandir.
Then at Vadodara's Laxmi Vilas Palace. Somnath Temple, Dwarkadhis Temple in Dwarka and Swaminarayan Mandir (Junagad).
Now we are at Jamnagar, it's 1am right now. We are moving towards my apartment in Jamnagar.
On our way here, to Jamnagar we had checked-in, in a hotel of Rajkot, last night.
In this long trip of us, I didn't talk to Armaan not even a simple 'Hi'. I even shared room with Evelyn. He tried to talk to me but I always avoided him and didn't go near him, unless I had to. I knew it was not his fault, but I got a reason to stay away from him.
I was damn tired. So, after unlocking the door, I didn't wait and straight away went to change in the bathroom. As soon as I was done, I came in the living room to see someone sleeping on one of the single bed. I guess everyone slept already, because it's dark. I didn't knew who was sleeping on that bed. Someone had joined both the single bed to one and I'm glad of him.
I silently climbed on it and was fast asleep.
"God! It's so cold." I said to myself.
"Ridhimaa? What happened?"
"I'm feeling cold. I can't bear this, Armaan."
Even though I'm wearing two layer of clothes and a thick coat I couldn't bear this cold. I'm shivering like hell.
"Ridhimaa." Evelyn called me.
When I looked towards her, she threw a snowball at me.
"Ahh!" I gasped in surprise. I and Armaan started removing snow from my face, neck and T-shirt faster. "It's too..cold.." I was on the verge of crying.
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"You are cold. Come here." Armaan pulled me flush to him.
"Thanks."
All my friends are playing, roaming around casually and I can't even stand properly.
It was little helpful, but my hands and face were feeling numb. My forehead was pressed to Armaan's neck which was warm, not much but enough for me. So, I started giving open mouth kisses to his neck and slowly moved towards his jaw, mean while I sneaked my hands inside his T-shirt and started running them up and down.
I was so busy that I didn't notice what Armaan was saying until he pushed me a bit.
I blinked several times to adjust my vision.
"Why is it suddenly so dark?" I mumbled.
"Because, it's night."
"Night? But we wer-"
"Dreaming. You were dreaming."
"Why did you wake me up then? I was having a beautiful dream." I mumbled, snuggling and trying to sleep again. "God. It's really cold."
"So I can stop you, because whatever you were doing in your dream. You were actually doing it." Armaan said and I frozed.
That's when I realized that my hands were on his bare back and my face was pressed to his neck which was bit wet. I immediately pulled away.
"As much as I would have loved to continue and respond to it, I couldn't. Because you were dreaming. But I'm glad to hear that you liked it." He said and pulled me to him again.
"No, I didn't like it. I was feeling cold. I didn't knew.. what I was doing." I defended.
"As you say." He said and I know he's smirking.
Stupid me. Why I had to say and do those things.
"Armaan, why is it so cold." I said rubbing my hand together and brought my legs to my chest, my back was facing him. "Are all windows and fans off?"
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"Yes they are. It's just cold here." He said getting out of the bed.
"Where are you going?"
"To make tea." He said moving towards kitchen.
"Now?"
"Yes, it will help you."
My family, uncle or any of my relatives, whenever they come to Jamnagar, they live here. So we had bought many important things like food items, kitchen appliances, furniture and many more things.
I went after him. When my legs touched the floor, it was damn cold. The feeling was similar to walking on ice slabs.
"Where.. is.. your.. T-shirt?" I asked shivering, when I saw him just in his boxers.
"I didn't knew you were going to switch places with Zac. So, I didn't wear it." He said smirking.
"I was tired, so I slept as soon as I came out of washroom. I didn't knew who was sleeping and....." I trailed off.
"You don't have to lie to me." I frowned hearing that. "I understand you wanted to do all that to me." He said referring to his neck.
"You!!" I hit him on his back and he started laughing.
"Here." He said handing over me my tea after few minutes.
We drank our tea silently. It felt a bit good. After we were done, we went back to bed.
I lied down on the bed, with my back to Armaan.
"Hm!" When I was about to bring my legs to my chest, I felt Armaan pulling me towards him. "Armaan.." I hissed.
"Sleep, I won't do anything." He whispered.
I didn't protest and rested my hands on his, which were on my stomach. It felt good to sleep here, this way.
I don't feel anything for him. It's just cold outside, that's why. I assured myself.
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