125 The Head Bump

After having lunch, ASD read a few scripts but this time they rejected every one of them. They even complained that the scripts they read yesterday were far better. The Rencontre team apologised to them and assured them that they will keep working harder.

Again a few hours of dance practice and the evening approached fast. No one tried to call Young-Chul and asked him about his health as they wanted to give him appropriate time to rest.

The office time was over, and Kyung-Soo sent every member back home and offered to drop the Rencontre team at their house. Dae and Jae-Hwa said that they had their cars in the office so he should drop them at the office. Nivritti said that her house was within walking distance from the office and as he was dropping two members at the office, she would get down at the office too.

No matter how many times Kyung-Soo emphasised dropping her at her house, she refused his proposal every time. Dae kept rolling his eyes at every conversation. He felt like no one involved him in their chat. Everyone kept talking to each other, asking one another’s opinions, teasing each other but no one paid any heed to him. He was as usual invisible to them.

Kyung-Soo wanted to spend more time with Nivritti, but she made him drop everyone at the office and asked him to leave. Before leaving from office Nivritti inquired about the call from Jae-Geun but Jae-Hwa said that she had not received any call from her brother. She also assured that her brother would not leave her hanging and would definitely return the call with a reply. Jae-Hwa said that she would call her as soon as she would get a reply from her brother.

After saying goodbye to Jae-Hwa, Nivritti walked towards her home. She exited the building and was walking on the pathway when a car honked behind her. At first, she ignored it. She thought that as she was walking on the pathway, that honk was not meant for her, she was so wrong. She moved a step forward and the car honked again.

“What is wrong?” she pondered and looked around. She almost lost her balance with shock after looking at the car. A white Land Rover was following her. A tall man with a black mask and blue shirt was looking at her. She knew that car. She knew that shirt. She knew the face behind the mask very well.

“What... what... are you doing?” she moved near the car and whispered to the driver.

“Get in,” commanded Kyung-Soo. Nivritti could see the smile in his eyes.

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“NK!” she kept stretching her neck to look in every direction like a meerkat.

“No one is recognising me. Get in before someone does,” he ordered.

“I can walk. Leave,” she pressured.

“I know you can walk but that does not mean you should,” contrasted Kyung-Soo.

“But, NK,” protested Nivritti.

“Get in or I will get out,” warned Kyung-Soo.

“Fine, fine, don’t come out,” shouted Nivritti. She immediately stepped sideways and started opening the backdoor.

“Do I look like a driver to you?” teased Kyung-Soo.

“Huh?” Nivritti was unable to understand his jibe.

“Get in front. This is not a taxi,” said Kyung-Soo.

“Sorry!” exclaimed Nivritti and ran to the front of the car and opened the passenger side door. “Why didn’t you leave as I asked you to?” she asked while sitting on the seat. She placed all her bags in her lap and looked at him.

“Keep these in the back seat and wear the seat belt,” ordered Kyung-Soo.

“I can hold these,” replied Nivritti.

“Why are you so stubborn?” said Kyung-Soo and grabbed her bags from her lap.

“I am fine, NK,” she protested and tried grabbing the bags from him. But he was quick, he placed the bags in the back seat in one swift move. She too moved towards the back seat to stop Kyung-Soo. She moved towards the backseat, and he moved away from the back seat. Their heads met in between and banged.

“Ow!” both shouted at once. Nivritti caressed the left side of her head and Kyung-Soo caressed the right side of his head.

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“I was keeping them safe. Why did you have to turn? You really are stubborn,” cried Kyung-Soo.

“Oh, oh, yeah, you are the one to talk. I told you to go home yet you are still here,” shouted Nivritti.

“You gave me a concussion,” teased Kyung-Soo and turned away from her. He placed his hands over the steering wheel when without a single word, Nivritti extended her arms and grabbed Kyung-Soo’s face. She made him look at her and pulled his head towards her. Leaning on him, with both her hands on either side of his face, softly she bumped his head with hers, again.

Her face close to him made him forget how to breathe. He took a big gulp of air and stopped breathing. Her soft, warm hands on his face made him wish for time to stop. He always wanted her close to him. The closeness in such a confined space made his heart stop. He just kept blinking and staring at her.

“Sorry! Had to do that. There is a saying in India, that you have to bang the head twice otherwise both can forget their way home,” she explained and moved away from him.

He just smiled at her. “You can do that anytime,” he blurted out, absentmindedly.

“What? Give you a concussion?” she teased. He smiled at her and started the engine. Happily, he drove towards her house and dropped her off.

“See you tomorrow!” he said.

She got down the car, opened the backseat door, grabbed her things and replied, “bye!”

“Let me walk to your apartment,” he started opening his door. She ran up to him and shut his door immediately.

“Go home. I can walk to my apartment on my own. I don’t want anyone to see you,” she requested.

“Or you don’t want anyone to see a man coming to your apartment?” teased Kyung-Soo.

“Shut up! Leave!” scolded Nivritti.

“Okay, fine,” smiled Kyung-Soo.

“Take care of MY. Make sure he gets proper rest,” she demanded.

“Of course.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”