19-08-2025, 11:15 AM
Saturday Morning – Arrival at Flat 401
Ravi stepped out of the elevator, his pulse a little quicker as he made his way up to the fourth floor.
The weight of the past few days hung heavily on him—too many stolen glances, teasing messages, words left unspoken.
The quiet moments they'd shared, late-night chats that lingered longer than they should have,
Had twisted his heart in ways he didn’t know how to untangle.
But one thing was clear, he couldn't stay away.
He climbed the last few steps to the fourth floor, each step echoing in the stillness of the morning.
Neetu’s laughter, the softness of her voice,
And the way she looked at him when no one was watching, all of it came rushing back with each breath.
His thoughts were a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to feel,
But every inch of him ached to see her again.
The door to 401 opened almost immediately, and there she stood, bathed in the warm morning light.
Neetu, in a soft pastel saree, her hair loosely pinned up with a few strands teasing the curve of her neck, looked effortlessly beautiful.
The delicate scent of jasmine lingered in the air as her eyes met his, a subtle blush rising on her cheeks.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
The silence between them felt like an eternity, the world outside fading into nothing.
Her eyes dipped down to the floor for a fraction of a second, but when they met his again, there was something unspoken in them.
Something that said, You’re here.
Without a word, she stepped aside, pulling the door closed behind him with a soft click.
As soon as it was shut, Ravi couldn’t hold himself back any longer.
He reached out and, with a quick but gentle movement, pulled her into his arms from behind.
Her body stiffened for the briefest moment, before she relaxed against him, her breath hitching slightly.
His face brushed against her shoulder, the warmth of her skin setting off a fire that he hadn’t known was building.
“Bhabhi…” he whispered, his voice low and rough,
A confession more than an address.
Ravi stepped out of the elevator, his pulse a little quicker as he made his way up to the fourth floor.
The weight of the past few days hung heavily on him—too many stolen glances, teasing messages, words left unspoken.
The quiet moments they'd shared, late-night chats that lingered longer than they should have,
Had twisted his heart in ways he didn’t know how to untangle.
But one thing was clear, he couldn't stay away.
He climbed the last few steps to the fourth floor, each step echoing in the stillness of the morning.
Neetu’s laughter, the softness of her voice,
And the way she looked at him when no one was watching, all of it came rushing back with each breath.
His thoughts were a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to feel,
But every inch of him ached to see her again.
The door to 401 opened almost immediately, and there she stood, bathed in the warm morning light.
Neetu, in a soft pastel saree, her hair loosely pinned up with a few strands teasing the curve of her neck, looked effortlessly beautiful.
The delicate scent of jasmine lingered in the air as her eyes met his, a subtle blush rising on her cheeks.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
The silence between them felt like an eternity, the world outside fading into nothing.
Her eyes dipped down to the floor for a fraction of a second, but when they met his again, there was something unspoken in them.
Something that said, You’re here.
Without a word, she stepped aside, pulling the door closed behind him with a soft click.
As soon as it was shut, Ravi couldn’t hold himself back any longer.
He reached out and, with a quick but gentle movement, pulled her into his arms from behind.
Her body stiffened for the briefest moment, before she relaxed against him, her breath hitching slightly.
His face brushed against her shoulder, the warmth of her skin setting off a fire that he hadn’t known was building.
“Bhabhi…” he whispered, his voice low and rough,
A confession more than an address.
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