Arni's POV
I wake up to the strong smell of coffee. I smile even before I open my eyes. If the smell is coffee in the morning, then it's Nishil.
I open my eyes and sure enough, I find coffee on the table beside the bed. But he is nowhere to be seen. I rush to the bathroom and brush with a new one that is always kept for spare purposes.
Feels weird. It is as if I live at this place. Sleeping late at nights with Nishil. Yesterday we cooked together. Had fun together. Slept in each other's arms. Waking up with the smell of coffee and brushing in his bathroom.
I would very well love this for this to be an everyday thing.
Once I am done brushing, I walk out and Nishil is still not here. I take the still hot cup of coffee and sit there on the couch scrolling through some memes on i****
