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It was 4:30 in the morning, when Siddharth just woke up. Siddharth kept his on his face, to rub his eyes, when he'd feel red colour in his hands, but he decided to ignore as he turned to look at Anirudh who had two small pigtails.

Siddharth took a picture of his, when Anirudh stretched his arms. As Anirudh woke up, a chuckle came on his mouth.

"Hawww Siddharth" Anirudh said, when Siddharth raised his furrows.

"W...what?" Siddharth asked, as he saw a mischievous smile on his friend's face.

"You'd a full blown make out last night? In the bus omg" Anirudh said, as he saw the marks of lipstick on his face and neck.

"Huh?" Siddharth asked innocently, when Anirudh takes his picture from his phone and turned it at him.

The second Ani flips the phone toward him, Sid leans in, still half-asleep — and then freezes. His eyes go saucer-wide, the sleepiness evaporating like it was never there. His gaze darts over his own reflection: the ridiculous bed hair, the smeared red streaks on his cheek, the blotches near his jawline...

...and then he sees it.

Right on the side of his neck — bold, embarrassing, perfectly placed — a deep red lipstick mark shaped exactly like a hickey. Thick at the centre, a little blurred at the edges, like someone deliberately pressed their mouth there and dragged just a bit.

He jerks back instinctively.

"Is— is that a hickey?" he blurts, voice cracking as his hand flies to his neck. His fingertips brush over the faintly sticky patch of dried lipstick, and he lets out a strangled sound. "Ani, what the hell— I swear nobody even came near me!"

His ears flush crimson as he stares at the screen again, horrified.

The boy literally looks like he got passionately kissed within an inch of his life, even though he can't remember a single soul touching him.

And then, as if he suddenly remembered he wasn't the only clown in the room, Siddharth snatched the phone back and flipped to the photo he'd taken earlier.

"You're talking so much," he muttered, voice still shaky from the trauma, "look at yourself first."

He shoved the screen toward Anirudh.

Ani blinked once... twice... then his face drained of colour.

There he was — hair sticking out in two pathetic pigtails on either side of his head, tied with mismatched rubber bands someone must've found at 3 a.m. His normally fluffy hair was pulled so tight it looked like two antennas begging for mercy. One pigtail was drooping. The other was pointing straight up. His expression in the picture — mouth slightly open, hands mid-stretch only made it ten times worse.

"I... I slept like THIS?" Anirudh whispered, scandalised.

Siddharth, despite the lipstick-hickey disaster all over his face, couldn't help the tiniest, smug little smile.

"Yeah," he said, sniffing dramatically. "At least my humiliation doesn't involve looking like a malnourished cartoon character."

Anirudh snapped his gaze up, betrayal written all over his face.

"SIDDHARTH. THIS IS STRAIGHT UP BODY SHAMING, HOW CAN YOU CALL ME MALNOURISHED?" Anirudh said, his nose inflated with anger.

"Fuck you, you know I wasn't doing that" sid said calmly.

"Who did this?"

Sid just shrugged, rubbing the lipstick smear on his neck again with the despair of a man who had too many questions and zero answers.

"I don't know, bro," he sighed. "Whoever attacked me... attacked you too."

They both sat there, staring at each other — one with a lipstick hickey, the other with gravity-defying pigtails — realising they were victims of the same chaotic criminal.

They turned their face at Agastya who was peacefully sleeping without any makeup or humiliation, and how could the boys actually tolerate it?

"Let's do makeup on him also, let me grab Shreya's makeup, she told me where she kept" Anirudh said, when Siddharth looked at him.

"Are you sure, you aren't in relationship?" Siddharth asked.

"Situation-ship" Anirudh cleared, as he ruffled the back of his neck.

"Propose her before someone takes your ship" Siddharth told, while Anirudh rolled his eyes and stood to take her makeup when she saw the girls peacefully sleeping.

Shreya was holding the makeup kit in her hand, while Aaradhya was holding the deep red lipstick in her hand. Zara was sleeping disoriented on Aaradhya's shoulder while holding Shreya's tab in her hand.

"Culprits" Anirudh muttered, as he pointed at the girls.

Siddharth slowly stood up from his seat, as he looked at the girls.

"They didn't even hide the makeup! Aren't they scared?" He asked.

"Why'd they be? We'd be the scared ones" Anirudh said, when Siddharth bits his lips as he nodded.

"Hm..." he said. "You're true for this"

"Let it be, I'll take the makeup box from Shreya's lap" Anirudh said, when Siddharth checked the time.

It was 4:30 and everyone was dead asleep.

"Pass me the lipstick!" Siddharth instructed, while Anirudh passed it as a lazy yawn escaped his mouth.

"You be the MUA, I'll be the videographer" Anirudh grinned, as he took out his phone and was casually recording when Siddharth applied the dark red lipstick on his lips.

"What are you doing? Why're you applying it on your face?" Anirudh asked, still yawning. "Are you still sleepy"

"I'm taking revenge of what his sister did to me" Siddharth said, when Anirudh was still processing.

Anirudh held the camera tightly, when Siddharth applies the lipstick on his lips.

"What are you doing Sid—" Anirudh asked, as his eyes widened in horror.

Sid planted a kiss on Agastya's chubby cheeks, when Zara felt a movement. She saw Anirudh standing and recording something, due to what she couldn't help but wake up to see.

"Wh-what're you recording, Anirudh?" Zara asked, as she stood up and sat on her seat only to look at her brother kissing Agastya.

Her eyes widened for a minute, when she took the camera in her hands as she looked at Anirudh, "Why're you standing, Anirudh? Come'n you too join the kissing" She commented blandly, as it didn't mean anything.

"WHAT?" Anirudh exclaimed, when Zara nods.

"Are both siblings crazy? Why'd I break my kiss virginity on my best friend?" Anirudh asked, when Zara nods.

"I would've missed such an important moment, if I wouldn't have woke up" Zara mummers as a smile came on her face, when Siddharth kissed on the another cheek of Agastya.

"Chee, Zara roko isse, I'll wake him up" Anirudh said, when Zara asked him not to do that.

"Please Anirudh, once in lifetime.... all these things works once in a lifetime" Zara said, when Anirudh innocently shook his head.

"Noooo... not for me" he said, looking at Shreya. "Never"

Till this time, Siddharth placed almost 10 kisses on his face, while Agastya smiled in his sleep as if he was getting butterflies.

"What is he even thinking and blushing?" Anirudh muttered, as he saw his best friend all flushed.

"Now leave him, Sid" Zara said, as she looked at him.

"Why? Abhi to I've to give him a lip kiss also" Siddharth said energetically, when Zara's eyes widened. All the possibilities of her brother never having a girlfriend or being involved with a girl came in her mind.

"Are you crazy, why'd you do that?" Zara asked, her eyes widened. "No... no... back off" Zara said.

"Just one lip—" Sid smirked, as he leaned near to his lips only to get a smack from his twin.

"Noo, are you crazy?" Zara shook her head, the joke was no longer. Anirudh sighed, thanking that one of the siblings had a bit of brain left.

Siddharth laughed as he turned back. "His lips are for his hone-wali-girlfriend" Siddharth said, when Zara took a brief moment to sigh before he looked at his innocent face again. She'd see his closed eyes, without his glasses, his face looked even softer than usual. His cheeks were round and full, the kind of chubby that made him look like he'd never shed his baby fat. His skin was naturally warm-toned, and with all the red lipstick stains stamped across it... he looked like a pampered, over-loved teddy bear.

His jawline was basically non-existent—more of a gentle curve than an angle—which only made the contrast funnier because Siddharth's kiss marks framed his softness in the most dramatic way possible. His hair was messy, falling over his forehead, making him look like the most confused, sleepy cherub ever created.

The boy's lips twitched, turning into a wholesome smile as if he was watching a slo mo picture of whatever was going on with him.

"Why's he blushing?" Anirudh asked, at him grinning.

"Because I'm a great kisser" Siddharth said, when Anirudh rolled his eyes.

"That's disgusting, please" Anirudh said, as he took wet wipes. "Clean your face".

"No, it'd look odd if we both have clean faces and his will have this kiss, he'll know, and it's not okay" Siddharth said, as he looked at Agastya's sleeping face.

"Yeah!" Anirudh nods as his pigtails hurt. "Ouch, this really hurts"

"Your future ship did this, so don't you dare to remove it" Zara said, her voice sleepy.

"Hm hm"

—💫

Agastya woke up at 7, only to find himself all stinky. He opened the front of his camera, only to see himself completely covered with kisses.

He— confused for once looked at himself. His cheeks were all red, his specs tugged on his shirt. He wanted to feel disgust, but his smile was never going.

He blinked a few times, rubbed his eyes, blinked again.

"Kya... kya hua mere saath?" he whispered to no one.

He tilted his phone higher, zooming in on his cheek. Ten kisses. Ten. In the exact same shade of lipstick that was smeared on Siddharth's neck.

Agastya stared at his own reflection—at the red stamp on his nose, the bold one under his eye, the little heart-shaped one near the corner of his mouth—and his brain short-circuited.

Siddharth and Anirudh were pretending to sleep, their faces buried in their hands, shoulders shaking.

He looked behind, only to see Zara scrolling reels on her phone, as he looked at her.

"Good morning, Sahiba" Agastya smiled at her, when Siddharth's eyes widened open, Anirudh almost died from the cringe as he heard the word.

They both looked at each other, before closing their eyes again.

"I've told you many times, to call me by my name"
Zara said, frustration laced in her voice.

"And haven't I told you many times that names are what people give to each other? This is my name, what I gave you" he said, as he tilted his head. Zara sighed, rolling her eyes, "and who did this to me, mam?"

Agastya asked pointing on his face, when she simply laughed looking at him. A full snort, the kind that slipped out before she could stop herself. Agastya looked at her confused, while Anirudh took a deep sigh, knowing well that his best friend has started knitting theories in his brain.

"Agastya.." Anirudh said, as he looked at him.

"Hmm?" Agastya asked

"Aage ho jaa, stop getting wrong thoughts" Anirudh said, when Zara coughed.

"W-wh-what?" she stuttered, looking between the three of them like she'd walked into a crime scene she absolutely did not commit.

He was staring at Anirudh like Anirudh had just confirmed the theory he had only invented two seconds ago.

"Aage ho jaa?" Agastya repeated slowly.
"Why? Why would I get wrong thoughts, Ani?"

Anirudh groaned into his pillow.
"Bro please—don't—"

"What theories are you talking about?" Siddharth asked, skeptical of his best friends.

"Someone kissed me, and your sister laughed way too HARD" Agastya blurted, when Siddharth kept a hand on his head.

"Haan so?" Sid raised his furrows, questioning Agastya.

"So? So.." his words left his mouth, as a known questioning look came from Siddharth.

"So.. she must know who did this" Agastya said , figuring his words.

"Are you sure, you wanted to say this only?" Zara asked, crossing her arms.

"Of course... why'd I say something else?" He said, as he sat quietly.

".. and what's with this sahiba?" Siddharth asked, raising his furrows.

"What?" Agastya asked. "Nothing"

That's when a message rang in his phone.

"Zara"

Zara: do you know how to jump from a moving bus?

Agastya: no? Why? Are you bored? You want to jump with me?

Zara: I'm bored, enough to hit someone, and throw them out of bus.

Agastya: 😔😔😔
Sadly I don't do all this alone, if I fall from the bus, I'll drag you with me.

Zara: 🩴🩴🩴🩴🩴

Agastya: Zara, if you kissed me out of love, so tell me no? 😔👉🏻👈🏻

Zara: FOR FUCK SAKE WHY WOULD I KISS YOU?
THAT TOO AFTER REJECTING YOU YESTERDAY? ARE YOU CRAZY?

Agastya: you rejected me? No, you just told that you aren't ready.

Zara: ... and what about when I told you that you aren't my type? Didn't you hear that?

Agastya: happens Zara, happens. I can understand that you are unable to process that even after being so handsome and popular how can I like you?

Zara: UNABLE TO—
PROCESS—
WHAT EXACTLY???

Agastya, the menace, replied instantly:

Agastya:
that you fell for me last night
I mean the evidence is literally on my face 🥺
ten kisses Zara
TEN

Zara:
WHAT
WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SAYING
JERK
CRAZY
YOU NARCISSISTIC BASTARD
ARE YOU EVEN IN YOUR SENSES
ARE YOU EVEN TGINKING
WHATTTTT
WHAT EVIDENCE DO YOU HAVE TO PROVE THAT I KISSED YOU
YOU NEED THERAPY
YOU IDIOT

Agastya:
you smiled at me girl 🥹.
you literally used me last night and you're not even accepting it now 🙂
i mean I can understand that you fell for me last night, but denying it 🧐🧐🧐 super wrong.

Zara inhaled sharply.

"Kill me," she muttered.

She typed:

Zara:
PEOPLE LAUGH WHEN A CAR HITS A POLE
DOES THAT MEAN THEY DROVE THE CAR????

Agastya:
that depends
was the person cute 🥰
and were they thinking about you 😙🤪
while the car hit the pole?

Zara:
I hate. you.

He sent back a picture of himself pouting in the front camera, red lipstick prints everywhere, eyes half-lidded like an absolute idiot.

Agastya:
you sure? 👀👀
because the way you're blushing from that seat 😚😚
says something else 😌

Zara slapped her hand over her burning face.

Zara:
I'M NOT BLUSHING
AND STOP USING THESE STUPID YOUTUBE SHORTS AHH EMOJIS

Agastya: 😍😍😍😍😍

Zara: 🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻

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