It all started that night. Their colony was hosting its annual dandiya night as usual. He didn't want to go but Dhara bhabhi forced him as usual. She made him take a bath and wear a black kurta on top of it. No one cared that he'd rather be sleeping instead. He went with his family and stood in the corner with a glass of cold drink. The only problem he had with Dandiya night was the loud music and the fact that people never seemed to care where they were stepping or whom they were hitting with their sticks.

One such girl who always managed to injure him one way or the other during dandiya was that chipkali. Shiva frowned when he saw her in a pink lehenga playing dandiya with her elder brother. This girl would always remained glued to his brother and he hated that. Their eyes met for a second and Raavi smiled. He hated that smile. It always meant trouble. Raavi stopped dancing with Dev and came running towards Shiva. She grabbed him by his arms and took him to the dance floor.

Reluctantly he had to dance with her otherwise he knew she would take full opportunity and hit him with the sticks and call it a mistake. He escaped quickly when Dhara bhabhi came to play dandiya with Raavi. Going straight to the food counter, he got some pakodas and decided to go back home after eating. His eyes again found his chipkali who was dancing with her friends this time. Then he saw a man standing right next to him leering at her. Shiva followed his gaze and saw that Raavi's blouse was almost unhooked. Raavi as usual was completely oblivious.

Shiva cursed her silently and quickly went to her. There was only one hook which was holding her blouse together. If that broke, then a serious wardrobe malfunction would occur. Shiva grabbed her by the waist and slammed her back to his chest.

"Shiva?" Raavi didn't have to turn around to know who he was. She knew the feel of his hands. "Kya hua?"

"Teri blouse khul gayi hai." Shiva whispered into her ears. "Chal mere saath."

He put his around her to prevent anyone from seeing her exposed skin and he walked her to one of the rooms in the building. Raavi inspected her blouse in front of the mirror. Shiva turned around to give her some privacy.

"Shiva, nahi lag raha hai. Please help kar na." Raavi called out to him.

He turned around and went to help her. One of the hook was crooked. He tried to straighten it with his fingers and when it didn't work, he had to use his teeth. He held her waist for support and Raavi blushed feeling his hand on her bare skin. As Shiva fixed it, his eyes landed on her skin. It smelled so good. She was wearing some perfume which smelled of Jasmine and he loved the fragrance. Raavi kept looking at him through the mirror and Shiva for a second forgot about hooking her blouse. He kept staring at her bare back.

He let his fingers linger there for a second. Raavi closed her eyes in anticipation. But Shiva's phone rang breaking their reverie. He quickly hooked her blouse and went outside to take his call. Raavi blushed. What had just happened? Did she just feel attracted to him for a minute there? She had never felt that before. Especially not for him.