After the ceremony, Ayaan walked toward Rathore’s office. The door was already slightly ajar, revealing the dimly lit room beyond. Pushing it open further, he stepped inside.
Rohit was already seated in one of the chairs in front of Rathore’s desk, leaning back casually. His hand was busy spinning a miniature globe that rested on the desk. With every flick of his fingers, the globe spun and wobbled, the soft squeaking sound breaking the otherwise still atmosphere of the room.
Ayaan moved to the chair beside Rohit, sitting down silently. For a moment, he watched as Rohit continued playing with the globe, seemingly oblivious to anything else.
The repetitive sound and Rohit’s antics began to grate on Ayaan’s nerves. Finally, he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Will you stop playing with that? You’re like a cat with a ball of yarn,” Ayaan snapped, his voice sharp.
Rohit smirked, spinning the globe one last time before leaning back in his chair. “Relax, Mr. Perfect Aim. No need to get so worked up. Maybe try spinning it yourself—it might actually improve your mood.”
“I’m serious,” Ayaan said, his tone firmer. “You’re going to mess something up, and when Rathore gets here, it’ll be your head on the chopping block.”
Rohit’s smirk disappeared, replaced by a flash of annoyance. He grabbed the globe from Rathore’s desk, his movements sharp. “Oh, you’re serious, huh?” he said, his voice was cold.
Before Ayaan could react, Rohit stood abruptly and swung the globe toward Ayaan’s face. The motion was quick and deliberate, the heavy object nearly colliding with Ayaan. But just as it was about to make contact, Rohit stopped his hand mid-air, his expression dark.
“No matter how perfect your aim is,” Rohit growled, leaning in slightly, “you’re unfit for close combat.” His voice was low but laced with venom, the warning clear.
Ayaan held his ground, his gaze steady despite the tension. “Maybe,” he replied calmly, “but at least I know where to draw the line. You might want to figure that out before Rathore walks in and sees you like this.”
As if on cue, the door swung open, and Rathore stepped in, his sharp eyes quickly assessing the situation. “What the hell is going on here?” he barked, his tone commanding immediate attention. Both Ayaan and Rohit turned toward him, startled.
Rathore glanced between the two, noticing the globe still in Rohit’s hand. With a frown, he crossed his arms and said, “Stop your Tom and Jerry show before I decide to throw both of you out. Sit down and act like professionals.”
Captain Rathore walked into the room, his footsteps silent, yet heavy with tension. He took his seat behind the desk, his posture stiff as he stared at both Ayaan and Rohit with a cold, piercing gaze. The room felt unusually quiet, the air thick with unspoken words.
“Thanks for messing up my table,” Rathore said in a low, icy voice, his eyes narrowing as he glanced between the two. His words were calm, but there was no mistaking the annoyance lacing his tone. Without waiting for a response, he rang the bell on the table with a sharp, deliberate clang.
A moment later, the door opened, and Isha Mehra, who despite being on the same level as Ayaan and Rohit, carried herself with a commanding presence. Her sharp eyes swept the room, taking in the scene before her, and a sly smirk tugged at her lips.
“Is this what you two consider 'working'?” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She glanced at Ayaan and Rohit, shaking her head. “How charming.”
Rathore, still calm but with an edge to his voice, addressed her, “Go to the office attendant,tell them to bring another chair, and clear the mess off my table.”
“Understood,” she replied, her tone was curt but respectful. Then, without missing a beat, she turned her gaze back to Ayaan and Rohit, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Sorry about the mess,” she said with a mock sigh, “Seems like my little troublemakers had a bit of fun with the desk.”
Ayaan, taking in the situation, raised an eyebrow and gave a meme-like serious expression, while Rohit, his irritation barely contained, rolled his eyes in annoyance
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