Jaimi, Darshan, Jyugal, and Hardik sit in the living room. The boys put on a cricket match while Jaimi grabs her glasses and iPad. She starts drawing again while keeping an eye on the score. She looks at the boys and travels down her memory lane.

Darshan looks to his side to see Jaimi staring at the floor for a few minutes. He looks down to see Hardik and Jyugal on the floor enjoying the match and making some comments. Jaimi hasn't even blinked. He moves his hand in front of her, but she is unresponsive. He holds her shoulder and shakes her a bit. She quickly blinks and looks at him.

Darshan: You okay?

Jaimi nods. She looks down at the iPad and continues with her work. It's 2:30 in the morning. Jyugal and Hardik are rubbing their eyes like a little children to stay awake for the last two overs of the match. Jaimi continues to work not bothering to look up. Darshan keeps stealing glances of her every few minutes.

The match ends after half an hour or so. Darshan wakes Hardik and Jyugal up and sends them to bed in the guest bedroom. He takes Jaimi's iPad and she looks up at him.

Darshan: Go to bed now!

Jaimi: I just woke up from 8 hours of unconsciousness, so I'm good.

Darshan: Abhi sone jao! No bahana.

Jaimi: Mujhe abhi neend nahi aa rahi hain. Mein baadme so jaungi.

Darshan: Abhi jao warna utha ke le jaaunga.

They both have a staring competition for a minute. He gets irritated as Jaimi takes him lightly. He leans down to scoop her but throws her hands up.

Jaimi: No need! Mein jaa rahi hoon.

She grabs her iPad and moves towards his bedroom. She continues to work in the bedroom, but he decides to check on her and sees her working. He grabs the iPad out of her hand and saves the work before putting it away in his closet.

Darshan: Abhi sone jao!

Jaimi makes a face like a teenager getting yelled at by a parent for staying up late. She lays down and he covers her with a duvet.

Darshan: Good night!

Jaimi: Night.

He moves towards the door but walks back around. He presses a chaste kiss on her forehead and leaves the room, closing the door behind. Jaimi shakes her head to snap out of the daze. She inhales and exhales a large quantity of air. She realizes the bedsheet, cover, pillow, and everything around her smells like him. She shrugs off the thought and closes her eyes.

On the other hand, Darshan goes to the guest bedroom and fits himself in between Hardik and Jyugal. He tosses around in the limited space thinking about the day's events.

Darshan: What the hell Darshan? Usko kiss karne ki kya zaroorat thi? Pagal ladke abhi woh tere baare mein kya soch rahi hogi? Tujhe gaaliyan de rahi hogi aaj locker room mein jo hua, uske baad woh paparazzi aur phir ab uske ghar nahi jaane diya. Mein bhi kya kar sakhta tha? Usko akela bhejna thik nahi hota. Woh ghar pe akeli jaati aur tab usko kuch hota toh? Woh kuch bhi soche par abhi uska yahi rehna thik hain. Don't divert the topic! Tumne usko good night bolne ke baad kiss kyu kiya? Kya soch ke kiya tha? Pagal ladke!

Darshan's mind runs haywire thinking about the day's events. He tosses and turns in the limited space. He gets up hearing the sound of thunder. He steps out of the room to go to the studio but stops seeing the door to his room crack open. He moves towards it to close it but sees a shadow on the door.

He opens the door a little further and sees Jaimi standing by the window, watching the rain and thunder outside. He lets out a sigh of infatuation seeing her from a distance. Jaimi's hair is let down in its natural form of loose waves. The shirt she wore reaches her midthigh, hiding the boxers. Her arms are wrapped around her.

He looks away from the view. His mouth forms an o and he lets out a breath. His feet have a mind of their own as he walks into the room, unknown to her. He stands behinds her and sniffs her scent. She smells just like him.

Darshan: Neend nahi aa rahi?

She jumps in her place and turns to face him. Their bodies brush against each other. She steps back to create some distance, but slips. He wraps his arms around her waist and keeps her from falling. Her black orbs shine from the reflection of the lighting that struck the sky.

A shiver runs down her spine from the contact of his warm hands against her petite waist. He sees her chest heaving up and down rapidly. Her hands move from his shoulders to around his neck as she pulls herself up on her two feet. There's awkwardness in the air for a minute or two. Darshan sees that Jaimi's breathing is still a bit abnormal.

Darshan: Tum thik ho?

She nods her head and wipes away the beads of sweat on her forehead with her hand. He stares at her for a few moments before looking out the window to see that the rain has stilled.

Darshan: Mere saath aao.

Jaimi: Huh? Kaha?

Darshan: Tum chalo toh sahi!

Jaimi: Mein change kar leti hoon.

Darshan: Door nahi jaa rahe. Thodi hi derr mein wapas aa jaenge.

He takes her hand in his and leads her to the front door. He grabs his phone and keys and slips on his slides. Jaimi slips on a pair of his slipper as she couldn't find her heels. They walk out of the apartment and he locks it. They take the stairs up to the terrace. Jaimi looks at him baffled.

Jaimi: Hum yaha kyu aae hain?

Darshan: Breathe woman breathe!

Jaimi: Huh?

Darshan: Tumhari breathing normal nahi hain so yaha baaruish nahi aati tab tak ghumo taki fresh air mile aur tumhe accha lage.

Jaimi steps away from him and moves around. He sneakily captures a few pictures of her. He moves towards her and stands behind her. She feels his presence inches away from her but doesn't object to it.

The lightning strikes the sky and she jumps in her place. She hugs him as tight as she can. He is utterly shocked, but recovers from it and rubs soothing circles on her back. A few minutes pass by but Jaimi hasn't moved. Her grip on him tightens every time she hears the sound of lightning. He pulls back and scoops her in his arms. He carries her down to his apartment and locks it behind them. He places her down on his bed.

Darshan: So jao.

He pulls himself away from her as their proximity is causing his heartbeat to become erratic. Before, he can move any further a soft hand holds his. He looks down to see Jaimi looking up at him with pleading eyes. He sighs and closes his eyes for a minute before opening them again.

Darshan: Mein yahi hoon. So jao!

He lies down beside her. Her hand is still in his. He pulls the duvet over them. Darshan notices that with each lightning sound they hear, the distance between them decreases. After what seems like an eternity, sleep takes over them.

Hardik and Jyugal wake up around 10 in the morning on the 4th of August. They freshen up one by one. The bell rings as Jyugal enters the living room. He opens the door and lets Ayesha into the apartment.

Ayesha: Good morning! Sorry meine aap ko subah subah disturb kiya.

Jyugal: Koi baat nahi!

Ayesha: Jay?

Jyugal: Woh abhi tak so rahi hain, I guess!

Ayesha: Oh. Mein usko utha deti hoon. Aaj shaam ko flight hain aap sab ki.

Jyugal nods. Ayesha moves towards the room while he goes to the studio in search of Darshan. The studio is empty.

Jyugal: Yeh ladka gaya kidhar? Jaimi ke paas? Nahi nahi! Udhar gaya hota toh raato ko shor se pata chal hi jaata. 

Ayesha looks at him weirdly hearing him whisper to himself.

Ayesha: You okay?

Jyugal: Huh?

Ayesha: Tum thik ho?

Jyugal: Yeah. Tum Jaimi ko dekhne...

Ayesha: Haan!

Ayesha sees the door crack open. She opens it fully and steps in. Their mouth hangs open as they soak in the scene in front of them. They look at each other then, in front of them. Hardik comes from behind and is shocked as well.

Jaimi's head is hidden in the crook of Darshan's neck. Her right hand is placed on his heart with his on top of hers. His other hand wrapped around her shoulder. Jaimi's right leg draped across Darshan's stomach. They are pulled out of their trance due to the clicking sound of a camera.

Jyugal: Kya kar raha hain Hardik?

Hardik: Photo le raha hoon taki yeh baat taal na sakhe.

Hardik moves into the room further and clicks a few more pics. Jyugal drags him out followed by Ayesha who closes the door.

Jyugal: Unn dono ko sone do! Kal bahot kuch hua tha toh thak gae hoge.

Ayesha simply nods.

Ayesha: Mein office ke liye nikalti hoon.

Jyugal: Mein bhi chalta hoon. Mujhe Bhai se kuch kaam hain.

Hardik: Toh mein idhar kya karuga? Mein bhi chalta hoon.

Hardik and Jyugal grab their phones and wallet. The three hail a cab and leave for E-Positive's office. They get busy with their tasks upon reaching the office.

On the other hand, Darshan slowly forces open his eyes as the scorching sun rays hit his eyes. He tries to cover his eyes with his hand but realizes that someone is holding his hand.

After a few moments, he opens his eyes and lets them adjust to the lighting. He takes a moment to look around. He sees Jaimi cuddling him like he's a teddy bear. Their hands entwined. Jaimi's leg is across his stomach. He presses a light kiss on her forehead.

He quickly closes his eyes as Jaimi jerks in her sleep. She slowly nudges her face a bit causing a strange sensation to spread in his body. She gradually opens her eyes and takes in her surroundings. She quickly pulls herself away from him, embarrassed. He slowly opens his eyes and sits up. She avoids meeting his eyes. 

Darshan: Uh... h-hum fresh ho jaate hain. 

Jaimi nods. Their eyes fall on the clock that shows it's 11'o clock in the afternoon. 

Darshan: Pehle breakfast karna hain?

Jaimi: Nahi! Mein brush kiye bina khana nahi khaati. 

Darshan nods. He throws the duvet off his body and steps out of the room. Jaimi slowly gets up from the bed and finds her phone. She sees a message from Ayesha that says, "Bugün toplantı yok! Hiçbir kişi dahil değildir." (No meeting today! No contact included.) The text is followed by ghost emoji(👻). She sighs and closes her eyes. She runs her hand through her hair and reaches into her purse to grab a white bottle, but stops hearing footsteps. She shoves the bottle into her purse and turns around in haste. Darshan looks at her with confusion. 

Darshan: B-brush...

Jaimi gets up from the bed and turns to face him. She grabs the brush from his hand and moves towards the bathroom. She washes it and applies toothpaste. She starts brushing her teeth when she hears a knock. She opens the bathroom door to see a nervous Darshan. 

Darshan: M-mera brush. 

She nods and steps aside to let him in. 

Darshan: Mind if I brush here?

She shakes her head. He starts brushing his teeth. She finishes her oral hygiene routine and steps out of the bathroom. He finishes his after a minute or two and steps outside to see Jaimi standing by the window. He follows her line of vision to see it is still raining outside. 

Darshan: Breakfast mein kya khaogi?

Jaimi shakes her head. 

Darshan: Mujhe na sunana pasand nahi hain. 

Jaimi: Mujhe mann nahi hain. 

She turns around to face him. He looks down at her. His eyes flicker between her eyes and lips. He fists his hands and closes his eyes. He steps back and looks away. He lets out a sigh and looks down at her. 

Jaimi: Are you ok?

He nods and takes a few steps back. 

Darshan: Breakfast ke liye aa jao. Mein kuch bana deta hoon. Your preference?

Jaimi: No eggs and meat! Mujhe egg se allergy hain. 

Darshan: I will keep it in mind. 

He steps out of the room. Jaimi sees her clothes from last night neatly folded on the bed along with her iPad that he confiscated like a parent yesterday. She changes into her clothes and packs her things. She steps out of the room with her bag to see Darshan making simple vegetable sandwiches with coffee. She goes to the kitchen to help, but he sends her out. He brings the breakfast out and they have it without a single word exchanged. They clean up. 

Darshan: Mein fresh ho jaata hoon baad mein tumhe ghar pe chod doonga. 

Jaimi nods. He moves towards his room and Jaimi moves towards the kitchen. She takes out a pill and swallows it down with water. Darshan had come back to grab his phone when he saw her. He shakes his head seeing her pop pills and goes back to the bedroom. He freshens up while she is scrolling through her phone. 

He comes out and they get into his car after locking the door. He drives her to her apartment complex. She is about to step out of the car after putting on her mask, but he stops her by taking hold of her wrist. She turns around to look at him. 

Darshan: Are you sure ki tum ghar pe akele rahogi?

Jaimi nods. 

Jaimi: I'll manage. Don't worry! Thank you for everything. 

Darshan simply nods. Jaimi leaves before he has a chance to say anything. He drives back to his apartment complex and finishes packing his bag. 

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