The kitchen romance.
Naira showered and got into a pair of pink shots and T- shirt. She burst into a laughter after thinking of about the domestic violence incident.
But, she was afraid, he didn’t trust her at all. Karthik thought she was in with her father in whatever betrayal he was talking about. She didn’t know a thing about it. Naira sighed, she was very much frightened of his extreme hate towards her.
Naira mostly never slept early in the night. Her father always used to come home drunk at night and would scare the shit out of her and her mother. He used to first beat her up and then lock her in her bedroom, so that he could beat his wife without any disturbance. These were her only memories of nights spent in her home.
Her father used to beat both of them till he was physically exhausted. Sometimes when he would lock naira in her room, and would beat her mother, she used to sit by her room’s door and cry listening to her mother’s pained screams and moans. So, since then she had this habit of going to sleep very late in the night.
She got bored sitting in the room and thus she dragged her feet on the floor and moved forward out of the room. She walked to the room which was just adjacent to her’s.
She pushed the door open and walked in slowly. His sleeping figure on the bed drew her attention to it. She walked up to the bed and saw he was asleep. He had on a t-shirt and track pants.
How convenient. Here she couldn’t even sleep a wink and he was snoring peacefully. She sat down and slid closer. Naira ripped the covers off his head in a hard pull.
“Get up. I can’t sleep.” She said out aloud.
“What the hell !!” Karthik groaned in irritation. His bleary eyes caught hers.
“What the hell are you doing in my room ?!!” He growled irritated in a very unhappy tone. Naira sighed sadly.
“I can’t sleep.” She mumbled in a low tone.
“And why do I care ?!!.” He replied in a dry tone, and settled his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. Naira pulled the pillow from under his head.
He was fast as he grabbed her hand and pulled her down over his body. She gasped as his body was all warm and hard over her soft one. He stared down at her in a sleepy lazy haze.
“Go to sleep.” He mumbled.
Naira pulled away and sat upright. She drew her legs together.
“No. You don’t understand. I can’t actually sleep even if I try.” She explained.
His eyes opened at that and his brows furrowed. He leaned up on his elbow.
“What do you mean ?!!” He asked curiously.
Naira cringed inside. She felt the need to beat her palm over forehead for blurting out too much.
She moved away and got out of the bed.
“It’s nothing.” She mumbled.
She heard a deep suffering sigh behind her. Naira looked back and saw him too get out of bed. He crossed the room and came around her yawning.
“What ?!!” She asked, as he moved her forward by putting his hand over the small of her back. It burned where he touched and she felt butterflies in her stomach at his intimacy.
“Come on.” He said and slid his hand around her waist.
“Where ?!!” She asked in confusion.
“Just move along.” He sighed irritated.
Naira moved along with his hand around her waist. Why was he always doing this ?!! Touching her unnecessarily. They reached the kitchen.
He went towards the counter. He took out a deep small bottomed steel container. He put that over the burner. He moved towards the fridge and took out a milk carton
“Come around here.” He ordered her.
She moved around the counter and reached to where he stood. He pulled her towards himself and locked her before his body. His front was to her back as his hands settled over her waist and went inside her night shirt. Naira shivered feeling his hands on her bare skin.
“Pour the milk in the container.” Karthik whispered in her ear huskily. His breath fell over her neck warmly.
Naira wobbled as she took the milk carton and poured it in the container.
“Now, take out the coffee powder from the top left cabinet.” He said in a low husky tone again. His lips moved a hot trail over her neck.
Naira pushed up on her tip toes and opened the door of the cabinet. Karthik’s rough long fingers moved up over her waist when she slid up. Her heart stuttered out several beats at his move. She took out the coffee powder packet and put it on the counter. Her hand shook as she poured the coffee powder in the heating milk.
“Take the spoon from beside your hand and mix it.” Karthik ordered softly and squeezed her waist hard.
Naira gasped and did as she was told. She tried to move away from his hold, but he stay her put and locked in his arms. His scent and his body travelled all around her senses and made her forget everything.
“Pour the coffee in two cups.” He whispered into the skin of her neck, his face burrowed in her skin as his arms slid around her waist.
Naira did the same and poured the Coffee in the two blue cups.
Precap : The bedtime story !!
So do you think Naira would tell Karthik the real reason behind her sleepless nights ?!! Stay tuned to know how Karthik makes her sleep !!
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