Daanish grabbed his coat from behind the recliner and wore it quickly. Sana watched him but when he looked at her she looked away.

'I don't like to brag but I make awesome tea.' Sana spoke as the two stepped out from the building. Daanish smiled nodding his head.

'Great.' He complimented, and Sana lowered her head, her cheeks burned. She doesn't speak this way and she doesn't know what made her say that.

Daanish tugged his palms into his pant pockets as they walked. Sana frowned on feeling a droplet fall on her nose. She looked up and one more drop fell on her cheek.

'What happened?' Daanish asked looking intently at her.

'I think it is going to-' She couldn't complete, and the downpour started. The rain wasn't that hard, but it began drenching them little.

'Oh My God.' Daanish exclaimed.

It was cloudy since morning today, also it had drizzled little in the afternoon but now the rain was slowly picking up. Luckily, they weren't that wet. Daanish quickly removed his coat and moved his arm behind Sana.

'Come closer.' He said, and Sana looked startled at him.

He gestured her to get into the coat that he held raised above his head. Sana shifted, and he extended his arm taking her in.

Hum tere bin ab reh nahin sakthe – Sana's mind wandered to the romantic song from a movie. But in that song, the situation was romantic, and the leads were intimating close. Sana glanced sadly at Daanish who kept looking front.

'That was sudden.' Daanish said moving the coat from above them. Sana sighed sadly. She turned around and opened the building door. The two entered.

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'Nice apartment.' Daanish commented looking around the living room.

'Thanks.' Sana said walking towards the room heater. Daanish watched her as she switched on the heater. She gestured him to come towards it, - 'You take some heat I will change and come.'

Daanish nodded. Sana turned around and walked into her bedroom.

She locked the door and quickly stripped. Thankfully, her undies were not wet. She hurriedly walked to her cupboard and took out her cotton PJs. They were loose, and she doesn't want Daanish to see her in badly fashioned clothes. But then if she wears something other than PJs it would look awkward. She bit her lip looking at the Hello Kitty cotton PJ.

Minutes later, she stepped out of her room. She closed the door and looked up. Daanish stood by the canvas looking closely at her designs. As she walked into the living room she heard the rain. It had increased.

She looked towards the window and noted the blinds were pulled up. She looked back at Daanish. He lifted one trace paper and looked at the second one behind it. She clenched the hem of her cotton shirt and walked towards him. He doesn't notice her and to get his attention she cleared her throat. Daanish turned his head and looked at her. She walked towards him.

'Impressive designs.' He complimented. Sana smiled. She stood beside him.

'Thanks.' She said looking at her design.

'You had designed for Alishba. I am sure she must have asked you to design for her wedding as well, right?' Daanish looked at her. Sana turned her head and looked at him. She nodded.

'It is four months away,' – She looked at her design momentarily before looking back at him, - 'From Haldi to Mehendi to wedding.' She sighed.

Daanish smiled nodding, - 'You are an awesome designer.' He complimented again. Sana blushed looking away briefly before looking back at him.

'I will make tea.' She lowered her gaze, a smile on her face. Daanish nodded. She looked up at him and then walked towards the kitchen.

Sana never felt so stressed while making tea. In hurry-burry, she dropped utensils many times. One-time Daanish called from the living room, - 'You need help?'

'No. I am good.' Sana replied wiping back of her palms on her back. 'Damn!' She mumbled. She felt nervous wondering about Daanish's reaction after drinking tea.

'Idiot, moron. You had to brag about making awesome tea.' She muttered to herself and slapped her forehead.

She took longer than usual to make two cups of tea. She sniffed one of the cups and took a spoonful. She tasted it. She tasted it again as she wasn't satisfied. 

'Finally.' She exhaled loudly. Then she turned around and took out a tray from one of the overhead cupboards. She placed the cups neatly on the tray. Also, she placed a small plate and filled it with English biscuits.

All the best, darling – She self-motivated herself and walked out of the kitchen.

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Daanish was standing by the window. His arms behind him.

'Tea is ready.' Sana announced walking towards the coffee table. Daanish turned around.

'Finally.' He exclaimed. Sana felt embarrassed, but she doesn't let it show. She placed the teacups on the table. Daanish stood beside her. She looked up at him.

'Sit.' She gestured towards the double sofa in front of the table. Daanish nodded and sat.

'Wonderful. I am so excited to taste the tea made by you.' He said taking the teacup. Sana gulped she felt nervous again. She held her breath as she arranged the biscuits.

'Amazing.'

Sana looked up. She was slightly suspicious of him.

'Are you mocking me?'

Daanish looked confused. 'Of course not. Why will I do that?' He asked. Sana bit her lower lip and lowered her gaze.

'You are always only complimenting me.' She said picking up a cup. Daanish chuckled and she looked up at him.

'Did you forget?' – He began as Sana sat on the single sofa beside him, - 'How I used to keep correcting you in Chemistry, Physics and especially Math.' He smiled reminiscing the "good old days." While Sana felt embarrassed.

The two silently had their tea and biscuits until Sana's phone rang. She looked up from her tea and excused herself. Placing the teacup on the coffee table she stood up and walked into her room. She felt slightly agitated wondering who could be calling her. She picked up her phone from the bedside table and glanced at the screen.

Alishba calling

Sana sighed rolling her eyes, now it will take an eternity. Alishba just doesn't know when to stop talking. Sana picked up the call.

'Hello, Alishba. Hi. Acha listen na, I am busy now. I have a design to submit so I will call after a while?' She paused listening to Alishba speak from the other side and then said, - 'Okay, cool. I will call you then.' She felt guilty lying to her only best friend but then getting to spend time with Daanish might not be possible again.

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Oh ho, Sana. Well done with the tea *smirks* Way to a man's heart is through his stomach *winks*

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