Her breath hitched as she finally faced him. He looked like anything but, the spoilt brat he was acting like. Soft locks of hair that she messed up earlier but, still made him look ethereal. His eyes that looked at her with adoration. A slight gulp which bobbed his Adam's apple brought her back to her senses.

As soon as they locked their eyes, his eyes shone with a glint, his intention, crystal clear. It couldn't have been more evident, even to the ever-oblivious Meera. Little did he know, it took every ounce of her restrain to look away from him and his very delectable lips that would have met hers. He sighed out loud, he had been expecting this one. But, what hadn't seen coming was her arms that wound themselves around him and tugged him closer. He didn't hesitate and hugged her back instinctively. He heard her let a loose chuckle when he snuggled closer. "What?"

"Why are you so happy? You get hugs from literally everyone" she lightly rustled a hand through his hair earning a satisfied low hum along with, "You are different." She rolled her eyes at the cliche line. "I mean it. I was smitten beyond words when you talked about idols and you said that at the end of the day even idols are humans. The media , industry, anti's and even internal conflicts can drag down a true one. It was one of your very first interviews when one of the Indian actors sky-rocketed with your help" he imitated her voice slightly making her punch him lightly.

"It sounds delusional but, I felt like something finally made sense. You. I've been following your news since like forever" he added not in the least bothered by her little hit. "Thanks, I guess?" she arched her back slightly as he tightened his hold. "Tae. Call me Tae"

"Tae, you need to loosen up a little. You'll squish me to pulp" She pursed her lips as she made the mistake of looking at his arm around her waist which had a few veins popping out. "Why do you have that look?" he lifted his head off her shoulder and she turned to his voice. "You work out?"

"I like to. Slightly. Why?" he held a smirk which was pretty much a blow to her as it is not to mention the minimum distance left which was pretty much her last restraint. "Just asking. V-veins. I saw your veins. Do you mind if I touch it?"

To be in control, act confident. Acting confident = Being confident = Not getting caught.

"Sure" Taehyung wasn't in the least fazed by this change of attitude. In all honesty, he was too busy looking at a mole of hers to even notice. "Tell me if it gets uncomfortable or something" Her index finger traced a vein that disappeared along the inside of his elbow, lightly. "You're drooling" he teased. "I'm not. Are you though?" she retorted winking alongside. "Take a picture. It lasts longer"

"I'm done and so is the water. Let's eat" she smiled as she jumped off to the other side of him avoiding stepping on his foot or bumping into him. "I could have helped you get down. Like a gentleman you know?" he faked a courtesy bow only to look up and wink. "I''l get the packs" he went for the small rack that he had very obviously never arranged and within minutes, they were gobbling down noodles , sneaking glances at one another, making little chats here and there like any other normal "friends" would.

Meanwhile:

Alesha on the other hand was sitting in the study and heard a slight commotion outside. "What's happening?" she voiced out, earning no response for her. "What the hell is-" her words were cut off as she went ahead and yanked the door open, revealing the person responsible. "You little vermin. Where is she?" the elder man scowled. "I think we should sit down and talk"  Alesha gulped. "I don't want to hear any of your crap. I asked for one thing. Where is she?" The man glared, his eyes almost emitting flares that grounded the younger to be fixated to the ground. "Where is she?" he sounded impatient. "That sounds like a batman dialogue" she mumbled.

"I want her back. Now" he yanked her by the collar. "I'm respecting you as an elder" Alesha slightly pushed his hand off.

The rage his eyes held were blind to the nervousness and reigned in more control as he stepped up again. His voice held violent tone to it, both knowing he wouldn't raise a hand but, it still made the younger quiver. Her fuel only fueled his fury, as in his head he knew that this stubborn child would give up her life but, wouldn't let Meera come back but, it wasn't the same if reversed, Meera was bound to come back if Alesha's life was at stake. But, how would she know? He had no means of contact.

 "Where is Meera?"