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Commuting to and fro from work was a haasel and a half. Gone were the romantic bike rides back home, now he was stuck with an hour long bus journey. Another exhausting day at work, all he wanted to do was go home to Aman. The text alert jolted him out of his sleepy haze.
"I'll be home a little late, khadoos ne phir meeting rakh li"
Ugh great, going back to an empty appartment, how heartwarming.
"Accha okay, please jaldi aana"
"Ha I'll try."
Just then, he heard giggling coming from the couple sitting across from him. Godd he wished Aman was here...
The first time they had held hands in public, Kartik was sure he must've done something amazing in his last life to deserve this, and he had said as much. The
"Kya yaar tu bhi"
Followed by a light squeeze of his hand as Aman interlaced their fingers was worth it.
After jostling around the lock for a bit, he finally stepped into the apartment.
Note to self, remind Aman to replace the goddam lock!
Flinging his bag onto the sofa, he carried himself on tired, heavy limbs to their bedroom. Flopping onto it, he finally felt a little at peace.
"Where are you??? Aur kitna time yaar, it's 7:30!"
He yanked the charger cord on the bedside table, connecting and placing his phone down . His gaze fell upon the framed photo there, the two of them when they first moved in together.
Kartik with his arm around Aman's shoulder pulling a face while Aman smiled at him. It was a perfect picture captured at the perfect moment.
Aman wasn't the type of person to spell out his feelings in words. At the very beginning of their relationship, this made Kartik feel as if he said too much, but all those thoughts dissipated when he saw the look in Aman's eyes. The soft smile and exasperated sigh, said much much more than words ever could. Aman loved him.
"Kartik?"
He looked up bleary eyed as he heard Aman close the door. Getting up slowly, with a lovesick grin plastered on his face, he moved towards their living room.
"Aree aree! Kya hua?"
He wanted to hold him like this forever, just staying close.
"Kartik? Seriously yaar, you okay?"
"Hmph"
Aman gently removed the arms from around his waist and looked at him expectantly.
"Kuch nahi, just missed you."
"Accha? Abhi to afternoon me call kiya tha na?"
"Phir bhi..."
"Tch, tu bhi na Kartik."
And there it was, the same soft smile gracing his face and eyes sparkling with love.