Kabir Rathore
"cup" (part 2)
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Kabir Rathore had this irritating habit of stepping closer whenever you argued, like intimidation would somehow make you lose. It never worked.
His younger brother walked in holding a charger.
Both of you turned immediately
You touched my files again,he said one night, blocking the bedroom door while you folded clothes aggressively.
Because your files were on my side of the bed,you shot back instantly.
It’s not your side.
You married me, unfortunately it is now.*Kabir stared at you, jaw tightening.
You enjoy fighting, don’t you?
You bring out the talent.He took another step closer
One day, seriously, I’m going to—The door suddenly opened.
His younger brother walked in holding a charger.
…Am I interrupting another daily episode?
Both of you turned immediately
Get out,Kabir said flatly His brother ignored him completely, looking at you instead.
Bhabhi, mom said if you two break another cup while arguing, this time you’re paying.You blinked once before pointing at Kabir.
Tell your brother to stop acting like a lawyer during every conversation.
And tell your bhabhi to stop talking like she’s in a debate competition,Kabir snapped back. His brother looked between both of you silently for a second, then muttered
You know normal married couples watch movies together, right?
We were fine before you entered,Kabir said immediately You looked at him in disbelief
This is your version of fine?Before he could answer, his father’s voice came from downstairs,
Kabir!Kabir shut his eyes briefly in frustration
…What now?
Come help me with something!You crossed your arms with satisfaction
Go. Your people are calling.Kabir pointed at you while backing toward the door
This conversation isn’t over.
Oh no,you replied dryly,
how will I survive?His brother snorted loudly while Kabir glared once more before leaving—and somehow, despite all the irritation, the room felt strangely empty the second he did.