I threw my bag aside and sprawled down on the couch as soon as I came back from the college.

It was a tiring day and I wanted nothing more than to sleep but I couldn't as Rudra would be here anytime soon and there was no way I was going to let my guards down when he was inside the house.

I closed my eyes while waiting for him to come and leave as soon as possible.

Half an hour later the main door was slammed open and Rudra came running inside huffing breathlessly.

I raised my eyebrows at his condition. He just mumbled a sorry and quickly moved towards the kitchen.

I stood up sighing and went towards him, "Breathe for a second and sit down. You don't have to catch a train, stop rushing".

"Sorry, I tried coming as fast as I could. Sir taught for more than the alloted time. Give me few minutes I will have your lunch prepared", he said still huffing because of running all the way here from the college.

"Will you just sit down? You are going to fall sick at this rate. You just came from the college, you can relax for few minutes before starting your work.

You are not a machine, take rest for sometime. I don't mind a late lunch and don't make those faces I am not going to complain about this silly matter, so don't worry", I tried to calm him down.

Yes, I was thinking about him leaving this house fast after completing his work but that didn't mean I would ask him to work when I could clearly see his tired face. It was clear that he didn't have any energy left and he was just working in fear that his mother was lose this job if he makes any mistakes.

"You aren't behaving like you did in college. I thought by now you would have called your brother and made him fire my mom in that moment itself", he had the decency to look shocked while sprouting out nonsense.

I rolled my eyes and didn't bother clarifying anything to him. I knew his opinions about me weren't that great but seriously this was just too much.

"Sorry", he said after few seconds of silence.

"You don't have to apologize again and again for coming late", I said.

"No no, not about that. I mean I am sorry for that but right now I was apologizing for having bad opinion about you. I think I judged you wrongly, maybe you are just like the person my mom thinks you are", he explained having a small smile in his face.

I sighed and said, "Apology accepted but that doesn't mean that we are friends".

He let out a small laugh hearing my words, "I wouldn't ever dream of it".

"Give me sometime, I will prepare the food", he said standing up and turned his back towards me.

I hummed and went back to the living room leaving him to cook in peace.