Mithran opened the door with a grin. Shravan could already feel his cheeks heating up. This guy leaves no chances to embarrass him.
“Why were you late, Shravan?” Mithran asked cheekily, earning a glare in return.
“We were talking out our differences and it took time.” Shravan said, biting his teeth.
“Talking out? Really?” Mithran teased again.
“What the hell is your problem anyways? It’s been six years since I got married. Leave me at least now.” Shravan begged, making Mithran and Drishti laugh.
“He will stop teasing when you stop reacting to all his comments, Shravan. Your reactions are only encouraging him.” Drishti said with a chuckle, before walking into the apartment, leaving the two friends together.
“It’s high time you stopped it. I am no longer a newly married groom.” Shravan said.
Mithran leaned against the doorframe, his grin widening. "Oh, come on, Shravan. Where's the fun in that? Besides, if I stop teasing you, who will keep you on your toes?"
