He calls me so...when I cross the limits of my tolerance. He's like, he'll keep on irritating me, but when the threshold is crossed, somehow he gets to know. He'd bow down then, he'd try everything else to pacify me, all drama and comedy he has ever learnt in life, and when I won't give in, he will show, little, tiny amount of love.
That in itself is so sweet, that I'd forget hunger and thirst, I'd be lost in my dreams. He keeps asking himself why he likes me so much...even I wonder the same :)
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