—VEDANT—
"Fuck," I hissed the moment I shut the door behind me, locking myself in my room like some guilty criminal.
I couldn't believe it. I kissed her.
I fucking kissed Sohini.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?" I growled, running both hands roughly through my hair before collapsing onto the edge of the bed.
I grabbed a water bottle from the nightstand and downed it in one go — but it didn't help. Nothing could wipe the memory inside my skull.
How she had asked me to kiss her, her voice all soft and tempting, never actually expecting me to do it.
But I did. I fucking did.
I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut, digging the heels of my palms into them like I could scrub the image away.
"I need to calm the fuck down."
Dragging myself into the bathroom, I twisted the cold tap open, stepping under the icy spray.
"I'll tell her—I'll tell her not to overthink it," I muttered, stepping out of the shower with just a towel slung low around my waist."I'll make it clear—I don't see her like that."
Yet when I grabbed my phone to text her, reality slapped me straight across the face.
Blocked.
I stared at the screen, jaw clenching.
At around 2 AM, still tossing and turning, I gave up and wandered out onto the balcony, hoping the cold night air would clear my head.
Leaning against the railing, I stared across the street. That's when I noticed the light in her room — still on.
She hadn't slept either.
Something — something reckless — took over me. Without thinking, I grabbed my telescope.
And instantly regretted it.
Because what I saw—
Fuck. Sohini. Naked.
Her body was sprawled across her bed, one hand gripping the sheets, the other buried between her trembling thighs, fingers moving slowly, teasing herself. Her head was thrown back in pure, desperate ecstasy.
"Shit," I stumbled back, knocking the telescope over, my breathing ragged.
But it was already too late. The image was stamped into my brain. Every fucking inch of her. The desperate arch of her back. The raw need written all over her flushed, pretty face.
And the painful hard dick tenting my track pants? There was no ignoring it.
The next morning, I looked like I'd been dragged through hell and back.
Mom knocked on my door.The moment I opened it, she blinked at me in horror.
"Vedant? What happened to you? You didn't sleep all night?"
"I—was working on my app. Some bug decoding," I lied through gritted teeth, managing a half-assed smile.
"Alright," she said slowly, clearly not buying it. "Anyway, Sohini's father wants to talk to you."
I nodded and dragged my dead body downstairs.
"Vedant!" Uncle Das called, too damn cheerful for my current state.
"Good morning, Uncle," I mumbled, trying to paste on a normal expression.
"Morning, morning. I'm rushing to school," he said, checking his wristwatch. "But before that—" he smiled warmly, "Sohini's decided to pursue engineering. Can you help her out? She's a little scared."
"Umm—" I opened my mouth, about to politely back the hell out—
But he cut me off. "Please, son. I trust nobody else but you. She's like your younger sister."
Younger sister? I almost fucking laughed out loud.
Yeah, sure, Uncle. Your daughter definitely doesn't see me like a brother. And after last night — after what I saw — there was no damn way I could see her like a sister either.
Before I could figure out a way to refuse, Mom chimed in brightly,"Don't worry, Das ji. Vedant will tutor our Sohini."
And just like that, I was stuck.
Tutoring her again. Pretending everything was fine. Pretending like I hadn't tasted her lips—
Like I hadn't seen her completely naked—Like my body wasn't already craving more.
Things weren't the same anymore. Not even close.
The next day, I was waiting for her — waiting to talk to her, to explain myself.
But the moment she walked into the room, the image of her naked flashed across my mind.
"Fuck," I muttered under my breath, clenching my fists.
Then she stopped in front of me, her eyes locked onto mine.And she asked, straight out:
"Why did you kiss me?"
I shoved my hands into my pockets, trying to act casual.
"Didn't you ask for it?" I said, shrugging. "And don't lie to yourself — you kind of enjoyed it."
Her eyes narrowed dangerously.She hopped onto the table with a loud thud, sitting right in front of me.
"Can you stop giving me that mean look?" I said, exasperated. "And don't forget — you kissed me on your birthday without my consent too."
"But— but—" she stuttered, biting down hard on her lower lip.
I groaned internally.
"God, can you stop doing that?" I said, irritated. "Biting your lip is distracting as hell."
She went quiet. We stared at each other, the air between us crackling.
"Look," I started, forcing myself to stay sane, "we need to talk—"
"Yes," she whispered quickly, cutting me off.
"Yeah." I nodded.
We both said "yes," like idiots.
And then—I leaned in. And kissed her again.
No thinking. No stopping. No pretending.
Yes, I was fucked.And this time, I knew it clear and loud.