#raghav is having an aneurysm

[khwxbeeda]

now write me something about raghav seeing Ranveer in a corset

You got it boss here you go

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"Toh phir kya kehte hai aap, Raghav sahib? What's the verdict?"

Raghav did not answer. He was too busy staring; the black corset vest outlined every inch of Ranveer's body, and Raghav could not take his eyes off his wide shoulders, roaming over the broad chest and thick muscles under the silk of his black shirt. The dark green boning and silver accents to the corset only served to accentuate the perfect lines of Ranveer's body.

"Raghav."

Raghav jerked his head up, feeling a slight warmth suffuse his cheeks, and met the other boy's intense stare. Ranveer raised an eyebrow, and he swallowed.

"Ye-yeah?"

Ranveer huffed, corner of his lip curling up into an amused smirk. Raghav's stomach squirmed at the sight; Ranveer looked unfairly good when he smirked.

"I asked," Ranveer said, "what do you think? Accha dikhta hai ya nahi?"

What did Raghav think? What did Raghav think?

Raghav thought he would very much like Ranveer to bend him over right then and there, please and thank you.

He ran his tongue over his lips, and tried to remember the words to tell the taller boy that yes, he did look good. Unfairly good. It took him a few attempts, but he finally got his jaw working.

Instead of getting words out, like a normal person, he fucking squeaked.

Squeaked. Like a mouse.

Immediately, he clapped a hand over his mouth, cheeks erupting into a violent red blush and eyes widening in horror.

Fuck, he hadn't meant to do that!

Shit. Abort abort abort.

Niklo bhai yahaan se kya uska muh dekh rahe ho?

Areyy bhai par muh toh kitna sundar hai.

Sundar— BHAAG BEHENCHOD!

Raghav turned on his heel and bolted before he did another stupid thing, like kiss Ranveer.