Childish RIVAN #4
He tapped the knife against the armrest.
"Tik... tik... tik..."
Still nothing.
Finally Reyansh stood up.
Walked toward the bed.
Stopped beside RIVAN.
Leaning down near his ear, he spoke in an unusually gentle voice.
"RIVAN..."
Still no response.
Reyansh nodded thoughtfully.
"Good acting."
Then his expression changed instantly.
"BHOSDIKE UTHHHH!"
The entire room echoed.
RIVAN jumped nearly a foot into the air.
"Abe!"
He clutched his chest dramatically.
Reyansh folded his arms.
He pointed the knife toward him.
RIVAN awkwardly smiled.
RIVAN looked away.
Reyansh stared at him for three long seconds.
Then looked at the knife.
Then at the gun.
Then back at RIVAN.
"You know..."
he said calmly,
"...I was actually waiting for you to wake up."
RIVAN swallowed.
"I can explain."
Reyansh smiled.
"No."
"I want entertainment first."
RIVAN looked at both the knife and the gun.
Then looked back at Reyansh.
"...Can I go back to sleep?"
Reyansh's smile widened.
"Try."
RIVAN immediately lay back down.
Closed his eyes.
Pulled the blanket over his face.
"I am sleeping."
Reyansh kicked the bed lightly.
"UTTHH..."
From under the blanket came a muffled voice.
"I identify as unconscious."
For two seconds...
Reyansh simply stared.
Reyansh picked up the pillow and threw it straight at RIVAN's face.
RIVAN caught the pillow effortlessly and tossed it aside.
Reyansh folded his arms.
"So?"
"So whatever happened yesterday is legally invalid."
"Oh really?"
"Hmm."
Reyansh slowly stood up from the chair, cracking his knuckles one by one.
"Fine."
"If you're sober now..."
A wicked grin spread across his face.
"...then get up."
RIVAN frowned.
"For what?"
Reyansh pointed toward the empty space in the room.
RIVAN blinked.
Reyansh calmly picked up the knife lying beside him.
Then the gun.
One in each hand.
He looked at them thoughtfully before looking back at RIVAN.
He smiled sweetly.
Silence.
Complete silence.
RIVAN slowly stared at the knife.
Then the gun.
Then Reyansh.
Reyansh casually twirled the knife.
RIVAN immediately pulled the blanket higher.
Just then...
His sharp eyes drifted toward the half-open bedroom door.
Outside...
Devyani was casually walking past the corridor, completely unaware of the chaos inside.
A slow smile spread across RIVAN's face.
Reyansh noticed it.
"...Why are you smiling?"
Without answering
RIVAN suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs.
Reyansh jumped.
Before Reyansh could understand what was happening, RIVAN grabbed his wrist with lightning speed and forcefully placed Reyansh's hand around his own throat.
Then, in the most dramatic voice imaginable
Reyansh's eyes nearly popped out.
The shouting echoed through the corridor.
Footsteps approached rapidly.
Within seconds...
Devyani appeared at the doorway.
She froze.
Her eyes immediately landed on the scene.
RIVAN lying dramatically on the bed.
Reyansh standing over him.
One hand around RIVAN's neck.
Knife in the other hand.
Gun resting nearby.
It looked...
Very, very wrong.
RIVAN looked at her with watery puppy eyes.
He pointed weakly at Reyansh.
Reyansh stared at him in absolute disbelief.
RIVAN interrupted dramatically.
"See!"
For three full seconds...
Nobody spoke.
Then Devyani slowly turned toward Reyansh.
One eyebrow rose.
Reyansh immediately threw both his hands into the air.
RIVAN sniffed dramatically.
Reyansh closed his eyes.
Took one deep breath.
Then looked toward the ceiling.
"Bhagwan..."
The room fell silent.
RIVAN slowly smiled from behind Devyani's shoulder.
Then...
He winked at Reyansh.
Reyansh saw it.
His eye twitched.
"Bas."
He pointed at RIVAN.
"You're finished."
RIVAN immediately hid behind Devyani like an innocent child.
"See?"
"He wants to kill me again."
Devyani looked between the two grown men.
One behaving like an overgrown toddler.
The other looking one heartbeat away from committing murder.
She sighed deeply.
Glimpse of next chapter
The kiss was wet and messy, the sound of their lips slapping together and the sloppy slide of their tongues filling the silence of the garden.
His hand moved from her waist, sliding up to cup the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in her hair to hold her firmly in place.
He sucked her tongue into his mouth, pulling it with a rhythmic, demanding pressure that sent shivers racing down her spine.
Every time she tried to breathe, he sealed the gap, stealing the air from her lungs and replacing it with the scent of his skin and the heat of his breath.
The kiss grew more frantic, more sensual, as he devoured her lips, his mouth moving from her lips to the sensitive corner of her mouth, licking and nipping at her skin before returning to crush his mouth against hers once more.
When he finally pulled back, just a fraction of an inch, a thin string of glistening saliva connected their lips.
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