MaNan- Bad girl's boy ✔

6• Feeding each other

Late in the morning, at about 9 am Nandini woke up. Yawning and stretching her hands up in the air, she sat upright on the bed. She looked around and the surrounding felt unfamiliar and that was when realization hit her it was Manik's room. She remembered sleeping on his chest while listening to his rhythmic heartbeat.

She looked around, her eyes scanned around the room for Manik but he was nowhere to be seen in the room. She plopped out of bed as she tied her hair in a messy bun and adjusted her clothes a bit.

She opened the room door and walked out of the room, only to witness Manik asleep in the couch. She shook her head slightly, smiling at his innocence.

"We already have done it and yet he is shy to share the bed with me." She walked towards him and on reaching him, she knelt down on the floor and stared at his content face. "You look so cute even while sleeping."

She wasn't tired of looking at him even after minutes of staring. His eyes slowly flickered open and for a moment he thought he had been hallucinating her. But when realization hit him, he immediately got up in a jiffy.

"Good morning." She wished him as she jumped on her feet and got up.

"Good morning." He said, looking the other way. "Did you have a nice sleep?"

"No I didn't but may be if you had held me in your arms the whole night then I would have had a good sleep." She said with a poker face.

"Uh um I will go and make breakfast." Manik changed the topic. He was totally flustered. He couldn't help but think how in the world had he landed up with such a straightforward and flirty girl? But nevertheless he liked her company.

"You cook too?" Nandini was surprised with the new found information.

"I do." He shrugged as he made his way towards the kitchen.

"But I hope it is edible enough. Otherwise I will eat you." She said as she followed him to the kitchen.

He deliberately bit his lips listening to her. "Don't worry I have been cooking for myself for years now."

"I don't know how to cook? So I will watch you cook." She said, smiling widely. He looked at her and smiled.

He scanned through his refrigerator and took out two eggs. A while later he had been beating the egg together in a mixing bowl when Nandini back hugged him. His body stiffened.

"It's too cold." She made the lamest excuse but he didn't mind instead he smiled.

"Can you cook for me forever?" She said, softly as she rested her head on his back.

"If you allow me then I surely will." He said, softly as he put a bit salt and pepper in the bowl.

"Promise?" It wasn't like her, asking someone to promise her something.

"Promise." He said. She hid her face in his back, smilingly.

"Nandini could you pass me the pan? It's behind you."

She turned back and passed him the pan. After passing the pan she was again back to hugging him and he didn't resist either.

After about twenty minutes the breakfast was finally ready. He had made pasta with omelette and tea. Nandini sat on the kitchen slab and opened her mouth, indicating him to make her eat.

"Come on feed me." She insisted, opening her mouth.

He couldn't help but smile seeing her childish side. He took a spoonful of pasta and stuffed it in her mouth.