Us Being Us (A Darshan Raval Fanfic)

XL. Just Another Romantic Sunday (Aishan)

Darshan's POV:

I walked to Aisha's house. Upset. "Hi, sweetie. What's wrong?" She greeted as she pulled me inside. I sat down with my face in my hands. She pulled my hands away from my face and looked into my eyes. "Dad. Music. He yelled at me. Again. How do I convince him, Ishu?" I sobbed, tears running down my face. "Oh, sweetie. Look. We have 2 years to convince him. Okay? I will talk to him. I will try to make him understand. Here," she said as she wiped my tears away and side-hugged me. I looked at her, admiringly. She always knew what to say.  She looked at me and asked, "Whatcha lookin' at?" thickening her accent. I laughed. "Yes, it worked," she laughed, pumping her fists in the air. "Can I stay?" I asked, hopefully, and she nodded. She went to the kitchen to make breakfast after ordering me (very sternly) to stay in the living room. 

I thought about how much my life had changed since Aisha came back. I was happier. There was someone other than family to listen. Not that Aisha wasn't family. She was so happy and bubbly. Spreading happiness everywhere. She was the sweetest badass I'd ever met (A/N: The quote is by J. Iron Word). She had her demons though she never revealed them. Sometimes, she'd cry and that was it. She was so strong. She never let any of us be sad. The gang wouldn't ever be the same without her. Her positivity just made everyone feel better.

"Yo, Darsh. Earth to Gabbu," Aisha called from the kitchen. I walked there and we had breakfast. Waffles. She pulled me to the living room and sat me down. I kissed her eyes and she laid my head in her lap. "Ash, tu agar Mumbai chali gai, mera kya hoga? I mean, after graduating," I asked. "You can come there too. Music?" She asked. I shrugged. 

She picked me up and brought me to her room. We laid down on her recliner. She pulled the lever and I covered us in a blanket. She cuddled me and kissed me under my ear. "Ishu, we're not gonna sleep, are we?" I asked, giggling. "We are. Your parents?" She nodded. "They're at a relative's place for a week," I informed. She hummed, wrapping her leg around my legs and pulling me close. She dug her face into my neck and closed her eyes. I looked at her. She was turning me on. I wanted to make out with her. I caressed her neck. "What?" She asked, opening her eyes. I looked at her, pleadingly. "No," she laughed, blushing. She was so cute!! "Ishu, please," I pleaded, making a babyface. She shook her head, digging her face into my neck and covering herself with the blanket. 

I slowly shifted to face her. She looked at me and closed her eyes. She wanted it too. I understood. I pulled her hair back and kissed the side of her neck. I trailed kisses all over the back of her neck, slowly teasing her with my tongue. I looked at her. She had her eyes shut tightly and was biting her lip. I slowly pulled her lip out with my thumb. 

Aisha's POV:

Darshan slowly caressed my lip with his thumb and cupped my face, his thumb on my cheek and the other fingers on my neck. My eyes still closed, he pressed his lips to mine. It didn't match the vibes he was giving though. It was quite the opposite. Very soft. I kissed back, slowly. He pulled me closer and kissed me faster. Picking me up, he led my legs around his waist, sitting me in his lap. I cupped his cheeks and squished his face, lightly. My tongue slowly entering his mouth, I grabbed at his hair. He got the hint and roughened the kiss. He bit my lip, harshly and I groaned. I pulled away and attacked his neck. I peppered kisses all over this neck, nibbling at his soft spot, right below his ear. He moaned, loudly. I chuckled and pulled away. "You know what? I can't believe that you're mine and mine only," Darshan said. "Hey, I am my own," I exclaimed. "I know, Ishu," he laughed. I laid beside him and wrapped myself around him. He wrapped his arms around me. "You are so cute!!" He exclaimed. I kissed him all over his face and neck. "You wanna make out again?" He asked. "I would except my lips are hurting," I smiled. He tossed his shirt away and I dug my face into his neck. 

Kissing him was so fun. I would kiss him forever. Except, if I did, we would end up doing a lot more than that. And, we're not old enough...

A/N: Get ready for a make-out galore in the next two chapters as well. Well, this and the next two chapters are just development stages in their relationships.💙😏💙😏