I told you to Shut up - Jaskirat x Uzair
demon x a very grmpy human
disclaimer- THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY!!! it will be explicit (bp uzair uk-) so be aware. and i have unintentionally made uzair a hindu balochi (due to some comedic dialouges). and its my first time writing ANY KIND OF FICTION so please bear with me. NOW GO AND ENJOY HEHE tags - @savagedrama @aan-4-u @harrystyleskiwi9 @notasamrat @darkdemonriddle666 @lakshana-ke-lakshan @isshaaobbsessedwithbl @ch1ldofthelordannie @aneshb25 @hyade @immortalconfluxmuse @hamzair-is-my-otp - IF U WANNA BE REMOVED OR ADDED DO TELL ME!! -----------------------------------------------------
PROLOUGE
Uzair Baloch should have never listened to Yalina Jamali.
Now he was standing in front of a peepal tree, counting till 50 because his stupid best friend couldn’t control her inner truth or dare rigged soul. Daring uzair to go and stand in front of the infamous haunted tree near his flat and returning alive after downing seven shots of vodka.
“1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 5..-“ a small branch fell near uzair’s feet, ……uzair consoled himself in his tiny drunk voice “it’s just a little windy, nothing other than environmental issues, calm down uzzie.”
“6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12.-“ it was a meow that broke his rhythm of counting this time, he looked up towards the source of sound to see a black cat perched on top of the SUDDENLY VERY DARK AND TALL peepal tree, uzair tried his best to call the cat down to pet her but the little devil didn’t move an inch and kept staring at his face like he was the CRIMINAL of the century.
13 14 15 16 17- *tap*a small awkward pause engulfed uzair’s surroundings “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” screamed uzair while falling down as gracefully as a tipsy person could, covering his ears with his palms and started chanting Hanuman chalisa in the loudest voice he could muster in his terrified state-
“meowww” that sound was right beside his ear now-
He shrieked and tumbled to the other side of the tree still covering his ear to the best of his ability, during this movement his eyes fell on a book kept neatly near the branch beside which he was counting. The cat which used to be on the topmost branch of the tree was now sitting beside the book with a paw on top of the very thing.
Despite his initial terrified state, uzair’s very drunk ass mind thought taking the book home was the best decision he could ever make in his entire life. He slowly crawled towards the book and tried to pursue the cat to move her paw off the book, the cat was strangely complying of his little moment of reading mania and even pushed the small black handbook towards him.
Uzair picked up the little thing and examined its title “a guise- eh? Oh GUIDE to daton- ehh? Darton- OH DEMON sandle- what gibberish, I ll just read it tomorrow.” Finalizing his decision, uzair stood up on his third try after swerving a little.
As he started walking back towards his flat in kataria colony, Mumbai, ignoring his assigned dare, the cat started meowing, the sound resembling more of a humorous chuckle of an evil entity rather than an innocent purr of a kitten. Ignoring the goosebumps on his back from the sound, uzair continued his descent towards his house.
The sound of snoring filled uzair’s ear as he slowly opened the door of the hallway which led to his living room. The unsurprising sight of Yalina sprawled across his carpet in her oversized pink hoodie, hugging an empty vodka bottle reminded uzair why he should never agree to drink with someone 5 years younger than him.
Keeping the handbook somewhere near his TV, he started cleaning up the mess caused by the celebration of Yalina finally scoring an internship in a recognized law firm.
After tidying up the room, and finally making his flat look like a respected 30-year-old man lived in it, uzair turned towards the tiny menace still dead asleep on his carpet. He picked the little bundle of pink joy up and tucked her in the ‘heaven-like’ bed of the guest bedroom as Yalina described it.
After ensuring that Yalina won’t fall off on the floor by fixing her duvet on the corners of the bed, uzair returned to his own room and immediately changed into his night wear to sleep. He dropped on the bed like a sack of rocks and covered himself with his duvet like a sushi roll and waited for sleep to engulf him.
Uzair turned dead to the world that night, unaware of the light green eyes staring at him from the corner of his room.
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SO I TRIED MY BEST LOLLL I NEVER I KNEW I WOULD ACTUALLY WRITE IT but i hv written the first part after this hehe... (i still don't know what to do with this 😭)
