You and Me

As the days passed, Sanjay got used to Sneha styling his hair. At first, it was just a bun for yoga, but one day, Sneha took things up a notch. After their workout, she couldn’t stop giggling as she glanced at his bun.

"What’s so funny?" Sanjay asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, nothing," Sneha said, trying to stifle her laughter. "It’s just that… well, today I braided your bun!"

Sanjay rushed to the mirror and was shocked to see his hair in a neat braided bun. "What the—? Sneha, undo this!"

But Sneha was already behind him, placing her chin on his shoulder and gently guiding his hand to the braid. "Just touch it once, darling," she whispered, sliding her fingers over his eyelids to make him close his eyes.

Sanjay hesitated but then gave in. He ran his fingers down the thick braid, feeling the tight pleats and silky texture. It was a strange yet oddly satisfying experience. Sneha, sensing his relaxation, kissed his neck gently.

"You look adorable," she said, hugging him tightly from behind.

Sanjay felt his face flush. He had never imagined that such a simple act could stir such emotions in him. When Sneha finally let him go, he examined his braid again, almost proud of how thick and long his hair had become. He wasn’t used to feeling this way—it was both strange and oddly comforting.

Later that day, while Sanjay was sitting on the couch, casually playing with his braid, Sneha teased him again.

"Why are you keeping that silly beard? Trying to be macho?" she asked, a playful glint in her eyes.

Sanjay frowned. "What’s wrong with my beard?"

"It pokes me when I kiss you!" Sneha laughed and added with a wink, "Maybe it’s time to let it go."