Olivia called Abhirup while on her way back.
Ring.
"Olivia Basu. You f*cking devil!" Abhirup shouted.
The said devil winced. Not for his scream, but for the long flow of curses following that. Fortunately, the earphones could self-adjust any volume in the surroundings to an appropriate level. So, he failed to mutilate her tympanic membranes.
'Sigh. These are the times I wish I had my phone with me.' Olivia glanced at her empty pocket where the phone, which she rarely used, was generally kept.
Had it been her phone, she would have simply disconnected the call. But the earphones were specially programmed to automatically answer specific calls. And Abhirup's, was one of them. Disconnecting those calls required to follow a complicated method, which she undoubtedly was too lazy to follow.
"I know my name. You don't need to shout that out for me. I called to tell you that I'm done. You can revert everything to as they were." Olivia touched her ears, which were still ringing from the his cursing.
"You called me now for this?" Abhirup said, fuming.
"Yes. Why? Did I wake you up from sleep again? If so, I'm not sorry. This is important." Olivia said shamelessly.
"No, you dumb as*! It's not about sleep. It's... it's something more important! Argh! Don't you have any sense of timing? Like even a drop of it?"
"Nope. By the way, you don't sound like you were asleep. You're breathing heavily, like way too heavily. Are you alright?"
"F*ck you."
Olivia blinked, confused. She did not understand why her words of concern were returned with a curse.
'Never mind. If it was anything urgent he would have told me. I shouldn't tire my brain thinking about it.' She shrugged.
"By the way, remember to restore the security system." Olivia reminded him.
"That God dam*ed thing will get restored within two minutes after you leave the villa and that has already happened," Abhirup shouted angrily.
"Okay. Alright. Geez, why are you so angry? How was I supposed to know? Well, I actually knew that you've probably had taken care of it. I just wanted to double check. Anyway, why are you so angry again?"
Olivia jumped into Ankita's room through the window.
"You... you interrupted me when I was in the middle of..." Abhirup hissed.
"What?" Olivia asked.
"Nothing. Dam* you!"
Beep. Beep.
The call was disconnected. Olivia scratched her head not understanding what made her friend this angry.
'He was saying something about me interrupting him but left the sentence hanging. Whatever, I have other pressing matters to attend to. I'll ask Abhirup about it later.' She started changing back to her disguise.
On the other side in Abhirup's house.
"Hahahaha." A young man, about Abhirup's age, rolled on the bed laughing.
Clutching his stomach, he wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. His messy brown hair became messier as he rolled on the bed. The blanket came off of his slim, toned naked torso. Another boy was sitting on the bed-side, holding a phone. His face was black as coal. He also did not have any clothes on his upper body while the blanket was covering him from waist down.
When Olivia had called, they were in the middle of a private business, where the second man was pinning the first on the bed and was about to get to the most important stage of the night. He was just an inch away when the phone rang. Abhirup could not express the amount of anger, resentment and hatred he felt towards the caller. He wanted to dive into the phone and strangle them. Still, he restrained his anger and picked up, when he noticed the caller ID. But when he heard what Olivia had to say, he almost crushed the phone. His dam of rationality could not contain his overflowing anger. Poor Olivia was clueless about the disaster she caused.
Hearing the laughter, a vein popped on Abhirup's head. He threw the phone on the sofa opposite, and abruptly pinned the laughing man on the bed by his shoulders.
"Surjo Bannerjee, seems like you're having fun, huh?" Abhirup said narrowing his eyes.
Surjo cleared his throat and said, "Yes, of course. You've become too naughty lately. That serves you as your punishment."
He bit his lips, trying to hide his smile, but they seemed to have a mind of their own, as they curled up quite prominently despite his efforts. Who knew Abhirup would look so cute like this? No one could blame him.
"Oh yeah? Looks like you are still full of energy. Let us put it to proper use then. I know plenty of good ways."
Saying this, Abhirup towered over Surjo. The evil smile on the corner of his lips told Surjo that he was not joking at all. The latter shuddered inwardly.
"Who...who said I have too much energy?" He said warily.
"Weren't you the one who was gloating over my punishment just now? You were also laughing your but* off" Abhirup said with a threatening smile.
"Hmph. You have the gall to talk back to me after keeping me awake for the whole night yesterday?" Surjo huffed.
"Well, it wasn't like you hated it. You were even begging for more and told me to go har.." Abhirup said in a teasing voice.
Surjo slapped his hands over Abhirup's mouth, covering it.
"You-" His face turned red like a ripe tomato.
Abhirup feigned a sad expression and said, "Now that you laughed at the poor awkward me and hurt my soft fragile little heart, how do you plan on compensating me?"
Surjo was speechless.
'You deserve an Oscar for your acting skills.' He thought.
"What compensation, you beast? I still can't stand properly and you're asking me to compensate?" Surjo huffed.
"Okay. Since you're unwilling to compensate on your own, I'll have to use my own methods." Abhirup said with a smirk.
With that, he pinned Surjo's hand above his head with one hand and cupped his face with the other.
"Don't mind if I take it myself then."
He sealed their lips.
"Mmph." Surjo wanted to say something but his words were drowned in that kiss.
Their tongues engaged in an intense battle. Surjo felt like his body was on fire. Ten minutes later Abhirup pulled back. Both of them were breathing heavily.
"Alright let's. sleep now," he said and was about to get down from Surjo, when he was pulled back by the neck.
"You dare think about sleeping now that you've had your fun? No way." Surjo's face was still flushed from the kiss and his chest heaved up and down.
He wrapped his arms around Abhirup's neck and raised his head, capturing his lips. He also wrapped his legs around Abhirup's waist, as his hand slipped under the blanket.
"Look, you're staring it. You can't blame me later."
A sly grin bloomed on Abhirup's lips, and then he too hugged Surjo by the waist and returned his kiss. But this time, they went much further than just kissing. The room was filled with moans and screams. Poor Surjo did not know that his foxy boyfriend tricked him again.