Soon they became the most chaotic roommates ever.
Everyday they argued. Its been a two weeks since they became roommates.
She said “you put your underwear in the door… ewww ewwwww” she frowned her face.
Aditha really got so embarrassed, “look I haven’t finished… finished my overall morning routine. Who asked you to go so soon to the bathroom”
She pointed her index finger to him “you know how disgusting is to share my restroom with a man. And why the whole bathroom is wet, when you come after using it”
Clearly he is getting too embarrassed, “hey!! Enough and you are not that good either, you put all the black bags of your used napkins inside the restroom”
“I put it inside the dustbin” she defended.
“Thats actually so so uncomfortable” he defended. And he added “find a better flat!!”
“Why should I, better you find one” she shouted and closed the room of her door so fast.
This is just a glimpse of their routine. They fought most of the time. And sometimes it was not fight, it was life threatening acts.
“This week it is your cleaning routine, you have to clean the flat” Aditha said as if in his absolute confidence in his tone.
She didnt respond anything. She was editing the storyboard her laptop, as if he is not talking to her at all.
He said “hey look!! I am speaking to you only!!!”
Then she raised her chin from her laptop and looked at him, “this week its your duty”
“What!!! I cleaned last week!!!”
“I cleaned exactly two days ago!! Clearly its your week now!! Enjoy cleaning” she said so cool.
For him his blood pressure is shooting up. And she closed her laptop and took her bike keys and said “happy cleaning!!” And walked out of the room.
He got so irritated. He muttered “got up with a devil” but he smirked. He did clean the room, and locked the room and went out.
Yashoda came home late, it was raining heavily and she was drenched , actually she forgot to take the flat keys as there is only one. But thinking its already late and that i***t adithya or aditha whatever will be slouching in the couch. She walked to the lift.
She reached her flat… and he was not there. She rolled her eyes, twisting the knob. She took her phone out. She was shivering little from the cold.
He is deliberately not picking the call. She cursed him “f**k you”
And she tried again it went to voicemail… in the voicemail she cursed him “you motherfucker, you did this on making me stand out. i***t, if you get on my hand I will kill you”
She opened the w******p and messaged him.
“Hey pick the calls. You deliberately hung the call… 🙄”
“You i***t!!! Come fast. Where are you even f*****g yourself 🤬🤬
All the messages are showing blue tick, triggered her even more.
“Dont play Adithya!!!!🤯🤯”
She saw the typing……… in the screen.
“Its Aditha!!! Yash babe☺️”
Anger shot up….
“i***t!!! Motherfucker. I am standing out!! Dont play. I will kill you 🔪”
He chuckled seeing the message. He was standing in a tea shop nearby the apartment, casually drinking the tea and clearly enjoying her cursing texts.
He was enjoying the tea. After gulping the last sip he took the mobile, and typed… “ask nicely☺️☺️”
She lost her f*****g mind. She called him and this time he picked up. To tease her he said “yash babe”
“You asshole!!! f*****g i***t. You wanted to ask nicely. This nicely only I can ask. Get your ass from wherever you have been f*****g right now!! And come and open the door”
He didn’t react he said “say again!! i cant hear you… no signal nahh”
“Surely I will kill you Aditha”
“Ahh finally you called my name correctly” he said in a cool tone.
“Hey come!! I am drenched in rain. Seriously you will face the worst consequences”
He chuckled “ok I am coming… hope you learnt your lessons”
She was pacing here and there, she looked like a red chili. Like a bomb that can detonate any time.
She saw him walk so cool playing with the key. As he saw, his breath hitched. She was so drenched. The kurti she wore was drenched and so translucent. It framed her body showing off her fuller breasts and curve in her body.
The air in his chest blown out. He looked at her face, wet and she looked so red from all that anger. He knew he shouldn’t be looking at his roommate like this. But poor guy… his mind got corrupted.
He managed to walk towards her, he composed himself, and a smirk on his lips widened. She hit his bicep, “you teaching me lesson… count your days aditha!! You are done”
She said as he opened the door for her. When she entered, the room looked pretty decent. And she put the bag on the stand. He watched her entering so furiously.
He planned to tease her, but f**k he lost his f*****g mind. He couldn’t even speak. He just watched her march to his room and close the door fast.
He knew one thing clearly. If he let his f*****g mind go like this… they wont be normal roommates. He knew that well… very well.