Can you mend my broken heart?

Raymond came out of the bath and saw her lying on the bed on her stomach, her legs crossed up and he could hear that she was talking on her phone with someone.

"No, don't go for that one. What's wrong with you. You pick dresses for me like a ninja and when it comes to you, your choices are so damn lousy".

"Yeah, that one is fine. How can you even pick a neon one dude?"

Raymond smirked as he heard the brother-sister duo bickering over petty mundane things. Akira was helping her baby brother pack his bag over a video call and literally screaming in and out. That's how he wanted his life to be. Sweet, homely, simple yet overflowing with love.

He changed into his office clothes and came close to her and held her feet and kissed them.

She knew it was him so she cut her call short and turned back towards him.

"Ready for office?"

"Go quickly and get dressed. I will make something for you to eat. You must be hungry after all", he said and smirked.

"You", she said and lightly pushed him back and then she looked at the wall clock and said,

"How I wish it was a Sunday today".

"Well if it would have been a Sunday then you wouldn't be chit-chatting right now".

"Then what would I be doing", she said and tugged his tie and lowered him down.

"Begging me for mercy", he said and tapped her chin.

"Oh, forget it", she said and got up to rush towards the bathroom. But he stopped her in between and pulled the belt out which loosely held the flaps of her robe together.

"What are you doing?"

"I need a peek".

"But you have seen all of me", she said and with her hands, she tried to pull the flaps back togetehr..

"But my eyes need more", saying that he held her hand and tried to flip the robe out.

But he felt her resisting his hands.

"What? What happened?"

Akira didn't answer and looked to the side.

"Are you shy now? After what happened yesterday night?"

She heard him but she didn't reply a word and kept looking down.

He removed his hands which held her hands and raising up her chin he asked,

"What's wrong?"

"Yesterday the lights were dim", she mumbled.

"What?"

"The lights were quite dim yesterday night".

"So?"

"And its broad daylight right now".

"So?"

"I am not comfortable", she said and hung her head low.

"What are you afraid of?", he asked coming close to her.

She didn't say anything but she just looked at him and then sighed out of despair as she was unable to give words to her inhibitions.

"Akira, you had promised that we will talk and sort out stuff in between us. Then what is with all this silence? For God's sake can you tell me what is going on in your head? One second you are all fine and the next second you bottle your emotions up. How is that fair? Do you even..."

"I don't know if you will like what you see".

"Come again?"

Taking a deep breath she said,

"I mean you saw me yesterday when it was almost dark and you were a bit high with the beer. Your senses were overpowered. But right now, I don't know if you will find my body pretty with all the marks and stuff".

Upon hearing her words he laughed hysterically and said,

"Your body is an epitome of perfection if you didn't know that already. It's a temple for me, that I wanna worship every single day".

His hands moved back again and pulled the flaps out.