💔 armpit bala x sunraybee: my mummy, my badmashuuu 💔
chapter one: the day everything changed 😔🥀
it was a dark and stormy night.
not because there was a storm.
but because arpit bala was sad.
he sat alone in his room, staring at the ceiling with his beautiful brown eyes which were definitely brown because the author said so.
one tear rolled down his cheek.
then another.
then he realised he was just sweating.
“damn.”
he looked at his phone.
one notification.
sunraybee had sent him a message.
beta khana kha lena
arpit's heart stopped.
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his lungs stopped.
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his brain stopped.
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his wifi stopped.
“m-mummy…”
he whispered.
then he slapped himself.
“NO. HE CANNOT BE MY MOTHER.”
arpit paced around his room.
“he is my forbidden love.”
he opened his notes app.
how to make sunraybee fall in love with me step 1: become mysterious step 2: say badmashuuu step 3: become even more mysterious step 4: stop being called armpit bala step 5: impossible step 6: cry
he nodded.
“perfect.”
chapter two: mummy 🥺
sunraybee entered the room.
arpit immediately stood up.
“hi.”
“hi.”
“mummy.”
sunraybee stopped.
“don't call me that.”
“sorry.”
pause.
“mummy.”
“arpit.”
“sorry mummy.”
“i'm going home.”
“NO.”
sunraybee turned around.
arpit grabbed the nearest pillow and dramatically collapsed onto the sofa.
“you don't understand my pain.”
“i literally understand exactly what you're doing.”
“you don't understand my heart.”
“your heart needs medical attention.”
“my heart belongs to you.”
sunraybee stared at him.
“what?”
“nothing.”
“did you just say your heart belongs to me?”
“i said my maggi belongs to you.”
“that's not what you said.”
“i was hungry.”
“you've eaten four packets.”
“emotional hunger.”
sunraybee sighed.
then he smiled.
and arpit knew.
he was finished.
he was down horrendous.
he was cooked.
he was badmashuuu.
chapter three: the first touch 😳
their hands touched.
it happened accidentally.
sunraybee was reaching for the remote.
arpit was also reaching for the remote.
their fingers touched.
the remote fell.
the world stopped.
a bird outside stopped flying.
a squirrel stopped eating.
somewhere in delhi, a metro stopped for absolutely no reason.
arpit looked into his eyes.
sunraybee looked into his.
“arpit…”
“sunraybee…”
“give me the remote.”
“yes.”
he picked it up.
gave it to him.
sunraybee changed the channel.
romance.
arpit stared at the television.
“the universe is telling us something.”
“the universe is telling you to shut up.”
chapter four: jealousy 😡
the next day, arpit saw sunraybee laughing at someone else's joke.
his blood went cold.
his vision blurred.
his ancestors whispered.
“beta.”
arpit clenched his fists.
“who is he?”
sunraybee looked confused.
“who?”
“that man.”
“that's my cousin.”
arpit froze.
“oh.”
silence.
“sorry.”
“you were jealous of my cousin?”
“no.”
“you literally looked like you were about to challenge him to a street fight.”
“i was simply assessing the competition.”
“there is no competition.”
arpit's eyes widened.
“so you're saying i'm the only one?”
sunraybee rolled his eyes.
“yes.”
arpit looked away, trying desperately to hide his smile.
inside, however:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
chapter five: badmashuuu 😈
they were sitting together late at night.
the lights were dim.
the atmosphere was romantic.
the moon was shining through the curtains.
the wind gently moved sunraybee's hair.
arpit looked at him.
“sunraybee.”
“hmm?”
“can i tell you something?”
“what?”
arpit leaned closer.
“badmashuuu.”
sunraybee immediately threw a cushion at his face.
“YOU RUIN EVERYTHING.”
“sorry.”
“you had ONE chance.”
“i panicked.”
“you always panic.”
“that's because you're beautiful.”
silence.
sunraybee blinked.
arpit blinked.
the cushion slowly fell to the floor.
“did you just call me beautiful?”
arpit immediately became red.
“no.”
“you did.”
“fake news.”
“arpit.”
“propaganda.”
“you literally said it.”
“deepfake.”
“you're an idiot.”
“your idiot?”
sunraybee stared at him.
“…maybe.”
arpit's soul left his body.
he had achieved it.
he had won.
he immediately whispered:
“naughty hora.”
sunraybee's expression changed.
“WHAT?”
“nothing.”
“what did you just say?”
“badmashuuu?”
“i'm throwing you out.”
chapter six: the great armpit bala revelation
one day, sunraybee finally asked the question that had haunted their relationship.
“why do people call you armpit bala?”
arpit looked away.
a single tear fell.
“because…”
dramatic pause.
“because i was born to suffer.”
“that's not an answer.”
“my name was once arpit.”
“and now?”
“now i am armpit.”
sunraybee covered his mouth, trying not to laugh.
“don't laugh.”
“i'm sorry.”
“it's not funny.”
“it is extremely funny.”
“my entire identity has been reduced to a body part.”
sunraybee finally broke down laughing.
arpit stared at him.
then smiled.
“at least you're laughing.”
sunraybee stopped.
“what?”
“if being armpit bala makes you laugh…”
he smiled softly.
“…then i'll be armpit bala.”
sunraybee's heart melted.
the narrator's heart melted.
the readers' hearts melted.
the author's heart melted.
the wattpad servers melted.
somewhere, dank rishu sensed a disturbance in the force.
chapter seven: the confession 💔🥀
it was finally time.
arpit stood outside sunraybee's door.
he had rehearsed this moment 47 times.
he knocked.
sunraybee opened the door.
“what?”
“i have something to say.”
“okay.”
“i…”
he swallowed.
“i love you.”
silence.
rain began falling.
the lights flickered.
thunder roared.
a crow flew past the window for dramatic purposes.
sunraybee stared at him.
“really?”
“really.”
he smiled.
“i love you too.”
arpit's eyes widened.
“really?”
“yes.”
he couldn't believe it.
after all this time.
after all the memes.
after all the roasts.
after being called armpit bala.
after saying badmashuuu approximately 900 times.
after the maggi.
after the jealousy.
after the completely self-declared forbidden love.
they were finally together.
arpit smiled.
“so…”
“what?”
“does this mean i can call you mummy?”
sunraybee stared at him.
“GET OUT.”
“WAIT.”
“GET OUT.”
“BUT LOVE—”
“GET OUT, ARMPIT BALA.”
he ran.
sunraybee chased him.
the neighbours called the police.
the police arrived.
arpit looked at them.
there was a moment of silence.
then he whispered:
“badmashuuu.”
the police officer sighed.
“i'm not paid enough for this.”
THE END. 💔🥀😭
