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Nivi was controlling herself not to cry.
Just then Vivaan joined them groaning and rubbing his neck. She hurriedly turned to the stove trying to control the tears that threatened to fall.
"When did you guys come." He asked noticing his friends.
"Just now. We need to go to the construction site tomorrow." Viraj said.
He nodded walking to the kitchen and stood next to Nivi.
"Hey, how is your headache?" She asked glancing at him.
"It's better." He said tucking the loose strands of hair that were hiding her face.
When he looked in her eyes, he felt something was not right. They looked sad. Her eyes are always bright and full of joy.
"What's wrong?" He asked palming her cheek.
"Why are your eyes red?" He asked again when she said it was nothing.
"I just cut onions." She said removing his hand from her face and moved to the refrigerator. But he held her hand and stopped her from moving. 
Turning her to him he searched her face trying to find out when she didn't tell what's bothering her.
"Really, nothing happened." She said and went back to the fridge to take out the raitha she prepared.
"Are you hungry?"
"Mm-hmm." He said taking the bowl from her hands and placed it on the dining table.
He was not completely convinced by her reason, but he didn't want to push her. So he left the topic and joined his friends who were discussing about the project.
"Mittu pass on that bowl." Varun said while they were having their lunch.
"You know Mittu suits you a lot." Nivi said with a small smile.
"If you are not scowling or glaring at everyone all the time, you look like an amul baby, except those chubby cheeks. That baby has very cute chubby cheeks." She said erupting laughter from both Vs.
"Shut up you both." He said glaring at them.
"And you, I am not an amul baby." He said pointing a finger at her, that made her roll with laughter.
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After having their lunch with more laughs and teasings, they immersed themselves in work.
It was already night when they decided to stop working for the day.
Vivaan and Nivi were sitting on the big bench swing that's in the balcony of the guys flat, spending time in each other's presence.
"I will ask you something. You shouldn't get angry." She asked after a few minutes.
"You can ask me anything Nivi." He said taking her hand into his'.
"Can I see your family pics?" She asked hesitantly. "Only if you're comfortable." Added hurriedly when she saw his tight jaws.
He closed his eye sighing.
Taking out his mobile he opened the picture gallery and opened a folder that's named family.
His mom was beautiful. She looked young for her age. And his dad, the twins got their features from their dad.
He was handsome. She is sure that anyone would be ready to be with him even at this age. He oozed an aura of power and dominance.
That's where he got that dominance from, she thought.
Vanya definitely got her mom's looks. She is a heart breaker.
And Vihaan! His identical twin. Vivaan and Vihaan looked exactly the same, except for eyes.
Vihaan has striking blue eyes. What a peculiar trait!.
"He has blue eyes!" She said amazed.
"Yea. They say our mom's mom had blue eyes." He said smiling slightly.
"Deepak uncle, mom's brother, used to sulk everytime this discussion comes up. No one had blue eyes except for Bittu."
"I miss him you know." He said his voice cracking.
"That damn bastard had no right to die and leave me here. We were supposed to start our own damn company. He was supposed to be here when we build our own house. He was supposed to be here to see you with me."
Seeing him breakdown like that broke her. With tear filled eyes she hugged him, rubbing his back while he cried on her.
He didn't cry all these years. He felt like a burden was being lifted from him.
"Will you sing for me?" He asked after sometime.
He was lying down with his head on her lap looking at the dark sky filled with millions of stars, while cool breeze flowed around them, night crickets chirping somewhere.
The night felt magical, only if he didn't get emotional. He wanted to listen to her beautiful voice that will sooth his heart.
She slowly started to hum a song, her beautiful voice opening up with a melody as she gently ran her hand in his hair. He felt relaxed and didn't know when he slept, but sure drifted into a peaceful sleep without the help of any alcohol.
She looked down to him, after finishing the song, to see him sleeping peacefully.
She felt her heart become heavy remembering the past he had. 
I won't leave you Mittu. Because I am not sure if I can live without you. I love you so much that it's getting difficult to stop myself from telling those words to you. But one day, when I have the enough courage, I will tell you how I feel about you. She whispered, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead.
Taking the pillow that had fallen on the ground, she put it under his head, covering him with the duvet that she got from his room, left his flat.
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