Siddharth's POV
We arrived home. There was a jacket in my car, so before going in the house, I wore it since there was blood on my t-shirt. Maa started with her stories. "Me shower lene jaa raha hu, usse shayad bleeding ruk jae. Tum please room me aa jao" I whispered to Bandana. She nodded. We made an excuse and went in our room. Bandana started tidying up my messy room and I got in the bathroom to have shower. Bleeding stopped but it was still paining. I wore my trousers but wasn't able to wear the t-shirt. After trying a lot, I finally called Bandana. "Bandana!! Yaar ye t-shirt nhi pehni jaa rahi mujhse!" I said. "Me help krti hu aap bahar aa jaie" She said. I went out of the bathroom.

Bandana's POV
Siddharth came out. He was just wearing his trousers. I had to help him but it was a bit embarassing. His hair and upper body were still wet. Drops of water were falling on his blue trousers. He gave me the towel. I took a deep breath. I started drying his body. It was really very awkward! I stood on my toes and dried his hair first of all. Then his shoulders, back, arms and hands (which because of gymnastics, were really tough and big). I dried his abs as well, except the area where there was the cut. "Ispe kucch laga du?" I asked him. He nodded. Siddharth laid on the bed and I took the first aid box. "Siddharth thora zada dard hoga but isse aap jaldi theek ho jaoghe" I said. He just nodded. My hand were shaking. I put an ointment and then a bandage on his cut. Siddharth bit his lower lip, since it was paining a lot. I knew it. I made him wear his t-shirt. "Aap aaram kro...mujhe kucch kaam h me aati hu, ok?" I said. He nodded.