To the person who asked me for privacy

 She’ll be stressing about something silently to herself and he will tell her “stop it, I can tell you’re freaking out over there. It will be fine”.

If they’re sharing a plate he passes it to her saying “ you need it more than I do. I know you’ll spill crumbs on yourself.”

If they're watching a show he will ask her “do you know what just happened?” Because he knows how confused she gets with certain shows.

“What’s wrong Disha?” He’ll say. She reply as “nothing” and he says “don’t lie I can tell by the look in your eyes. Tell me.”

He walks in front of her going in places because he knows that she hate being the first one in and is also scared of dogs.

“I don’t feel good.” She tells him. “You’re not gonna throw up” he says because she have this stupid weird fear of throwing up during exams.

“Do you wanna go for a walk?” She asks. “No. But I know you want to since you asked. So let’s go.” He initiates.

When they’re in a group of people he refuses to leave her side because he knows how anxious she gets and leans over and says “you doing all right plumpy?”

“Do you want a melody?” He asks in the store and “No” she replies . He grabs one anyway as he know she’ll want one later, she always do.

“I got you a vadapav with your cocoa fantasy cake because I know how much you love food.” He says loudly on buzzing street.

“I bought a new notebook/pencil lead yesterday.” He’ll tell her and she’ll say “i already have asked suchi to bring those for me.” He smiles “Zippp.. Keep these.”

It is such an amazing feeling when someone just knows you. Even the little things that don’t matter. They can read you and you don’t even have to say a word. Would you trade it for the world, Disha?