Somewhere in Between

Creating and Recreating Moments

(after ep. 314)

HM and KS are on a round of the market. For official reasons, they were on a routine check of the area for security and precaution. Unofficially, their recent cases had finally wrapped up so they finally had a non-busy day to recover and Hassie just wanted to take her Kashi on a walk. Of course, HM's favorite way to recover was spending as much time with KS as possible. Even if all they did was walk together.

KS is talking about something that happened at her last field duty. Her hands are moving around animatedly. And her eyes keep looking at HM, like a kid excitedly telling a story and wanting the full attention of her audience.

Lucky for her, her sole audience is so in love with the storyteller that 99.99% of her attention is already on her. And the remaining 0.01% is just making sure that her beloved storyteller doesn't trip and fall. Because of course KS's only staring at her Hassie and not actually looking where she's walking.

HM keeps her hands behind her back. Smiling and listening with utmost attention. The story was entertaining, but more than that, HM was interested in just listening to KS talk. Her voice was HM's most favorite sound in the whole world. When there is an appropriate break in her story, HM tells her just that.

KS blushes and calls her ridiculous.

HM smiles wider and has to put her hands in her pockets to stop herself from reaching out, holding the adorable red cheeks, and-

Control kijiye, SHO Haseena Mallik, aap uniform mein hai, she had to remind herself.

HM shakes her head and doubles down, "Hum sach keh rahe hain KS. Agar aapki Hassie thori aur pagal hoti, toh abhi tak aapki awaz ki recordings bana kar rakhi hoti, kisi sar phire aashiq ki tarha."

KS laughs, "Thori aur? Acha hua apne maan toh liya ke aap pehle se hi pagal hai."

HM can't stop her smile when she hears her cute laugh. While on the outside, Hassie glares at her Kashi playfully.

KS laughs for another few seconds and HM takes that opportunity to get close to her, leaning to speak directly in her ear.

"Arrey meri jaan. Aapke pyaar mein pare hain, pagal toh hume hona hi tha," Hassie flirted shamelessly.

KS turns completely red, her heart jumping at the sudden proximity. She quickly pushes away a laughing HM, while trying to control her breathing.

The mischievous smile on HM's face wasn't helping at all. Her sparkingly eyes. Her cute dimple. KS could just grab her face and-

KS clenches her fists and reminds herself that they are in public.

KS clears her throat and looks away. HM observes her for only a moment, knowing exactly the effect she had and what she was thinking. KS glances back and smiles when she notices that HM too started blushing.

They continue walking in silence, stealing glances like school kids with their first crush.

A few minutes later, HM stops when she spots a chaat stall.

"Karishma Singh, chaliye lunch break ka time hogaya hai." HM calls her back.

KS stops a few steps ahead and turns to face her. She gives HM a confused look, "Nahi, Maddam Sir, abhi toh sirf-"

"Karishma Singh!" HM interrupts her, insistently.

"Maddam sir?" KS questions adorably, trying to figure out what HM wanted.