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Dating the DemiGod - 2

I remember the way he looked at me. It felt unreal. The DemiGod that I simply see and sigh in thier fancy instagram profile. The kinda guy who would be with the "Cool" crowd in a bar, while I would be with my fellow "Nerds" in a coffee shop. The guy whom I would dare not talk more than a few minutes, cose my parents would say as "Bad influence". May be that is what attracted each other more. The feeling, we thought as "Love", we couldn't stop telling each other. As days went by, the feeling was settled down. The honeymoon phase was over, But I thought we can revive it when we meet.

The plan kept postponing thanks to Demonetization. He was busy with his business. The US born mallu, wanted to be chef (He cooks well, which I wouldn't admit). Rugged looking soft spoken. The way he cares for people is almost surreal. I met him at an unusual place. In front of a hospital, after I had gone to meet my friend there. He made his friend play guitar overlooking the beach. him sitting beside me. It was beautiful. He took me around everywhere in his car. We took a road trip to meet his best friend for the new year. The drama started a little before that, when he had been too attached to best friend, it was making me uncomfortable. 

To me, he had said that he has not come out to anyone and that I am the first guy he is dating. I trusted him on that. As we went to Bangalore, it was late at night and I stayed at his best friend's place. I was nervous. I wanted him to like me. They took me to a pub the next day, along with a friend of mine. He ignored me. All his attention was on his best friend. I went to the washroom and cried. The pain of seeing the one you love, pouring affection to someone else. It was more than jealousy to me, it was rage. 

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