"Why are you here?" I shouted at the top of my voice.

"I wanted to see you" he said in a soft voice.

"We could have talked on video call. You have a fractured arm. Stay home for a few days for god's sake! Yesterday I saw you playing football. Do you have any sense of self preservation?!" I said exasperatedly.

Instead of answering me,he kept smiling. It made me more annoyed.
" What are you smiling at?" I asked.

"You look beautiful even when you are angry" he said still smiling.

I had to bite the inside of my cheek to refrain from smiling.
"You are crazy" I said moving past him.
"Come on let's go somewhere to talk " I said smiling wide now .

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I could feel the weight of his gaze on my back. I turned around . Of course he was staring at me. I gave him a small smile and then returned my attention to my laptop.
Again I could feel him drilling a hole on my back with his gaze .
" Stop staring" I said exasperatedly.
" I am not staring. I am just looking" he said with amusement.
" Don't look" I retorted.
" Why?" He asked.
" You make me nervous" I whispered.
He was now laughing. "Rubbish. You can speak Infront of hundred people without being nervous when all of them are looking at you and my staring makes you nervous!"
" They see me. You can see through me and that thought makes me nervous" I replied.

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" I missed you" I said as I opened the door to let him in.

He smiled. Well, I wanted a missed you too from him but I knew he wouldn't say that. He wasn't good at expressing how he felt but his eyes revealed it all. When he is with me even his eyes smile.

"Why didn't you change? You came home 20 minutes early today" he asked looking at my office clothes.
" I was waiting for you to come back home" I said hugging him tight. Inhaling his smell I instantly feel at ease.

Planting a soft kiss on my forehead he asked " we have been living together for a year now and the first thing you do after coming home is hug me. Not that I am complaining but why?" He asked genuinely curious.

"I don't feel at home until I am in your arms" I murmured to his chest and smiled.
He said nothing as expected but hugged me more tightly.

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I rub my hands together desperately trying to warm my icy fingers and bring back to life my almost numb hands.
I look at him , not bothered with everything around him he patiently works on his laptop.
"I hate winters" I say and sneeze again.
He looks at me, slightly amused he asks " Why? "
"Why not? I don't understand why people romanticise winters so much. December is most certainly not the month of falling in love but of falling sick. Winter is all about being scared of washing your hair, sneezing, coughing , icy fingers and feeling lazy." I say getting more annoyed by every passing second .
He looks at me like I have grown horns over my head and then he smiles or maybe internally laughs at me.
Walking over to me he takes both my hands in his warm ones and says " Doesn't winter gives us a chance to share a warm blanket, snuggle , cuddle and share warm hugs with each other and there are others ways to get warm too " he winks and walk away.
Suddenly I feel warm enough to melt.

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"So you are not talking to me?" I asked raising one of my eyebrows.
He still ignored me.

"Atleast tell my why are you angry?" I asked with exasperation clear in my voice.

Without bothering to answer me,he sat on a nearby chair and started doing god knows what on his phone. I was fuming from anger now.

I stood in front of him and then shouted" You are an idiot. You won't talk to me and you won't tell me what's wrong. I can't read your mind. Start talking or I will leave."
Surprised by my outburst he looked at me.
" You were talking to Ishaan" he said accusingly.

"So?" I asked.

"Don't act like you don't know anything. Everybody knows he has a crush on you and you were talking and laughing with him" he said looking down at his shoes.

I couldn't help but laugh.
"You are jealous ! Aren't you?" I muttered in between my laugh.
He narrowed his eyes on me but didn't say anything.

Taking his hands in mine I spoke as as softly as I could " You don't have any reason to be jealous. Everybody knows I love you and you are my one and only crush."

"It's your fault. You make me crazy" he spoke again accusingly.

"Crazy in love?" I asked teasingly.

"Yes! That too" be replied smiling.

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I was sitting on the couch reading while he was fixing his hair in front of the mirror. I looked at my hair. I brushed it yesterday. I tried finger combing it to make it look acceptable.

"Let's go out. We will watch a movie and have dinner" he said now looking at me.

I gave up on my hair. "No" I said. The weather was amazing. All I wanted to do was laze around.

"No?! You refused a date with me! Did you just said No to most handsome man on the earth" he shouted looking horrified.
I couldn't help but laugh.
"I am immune to your beauty and charm babe" I said still laughing.
Within a second he was in front of me pulling me to him. His hand encircled my waist.
"What were you saying?" He asked . He pulled me even closer. Our noses almost touching.
I was turning different shades of red now. He rubbed his nose with mine.
" Are you immune to my charm baby?" He asked.
I couldn't look at him. I felt shy. He still had this effect on me.
"No" I said and ran to my room so I could change my clothes.
I could hear him laughing in the hall. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Um a message from him .
" I know other ways too to prove how charming I am".
I couldn't help but smile.

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