Fixing Broken Hearts (A Darshan Raval Fanfic)

XXXII. The Final Planning Phase

Aisha's POV:

Darshan walked into my room, sitting beside me and caressing my hair. I was already up. I smiled at him and caressed his jaw. "Wake up. We have to finalise the invitations and the decorator. Chalein?" he said, softly smiling at me. He kissed my forehead and I giggled. I sat up and kissed him on the neck, tilting his head. He chuckled and picked me up, walking to the shower. I pushed him out and he pouted. "Do you really not need help?" He asked. "No," I giggled, closing the door and jumping into the warm shower. I walked into the closet, wearing only my baby blue bathrobe. Darshan pinned me to the door and smirked. He ran a finger down the side of my bare thigh and I bit my lip. He freed my lip from my teeth and kissed me. I pulled away. "Be nice, Raval. You can be naughty at night," I whispered, seductively and walked towards my clothes. He walked with me and handed me a black flannel shirt. I smiled and booted him out, getting changed quickly.

He smiled and we walked downstairs. "Yeh lo. Khaao jaldi," Jyugal said, placing a plate on my lap. Egg rolls. I grinned at him and started eating. 

Jyugal was behind the wheel, Darshan next to him and Sid and I were in the fort. "Pehle hum invitations finalise karne jayenge, phir Darshan ka ring, phir last mein decorator. Okay?" Jyugal asked. "Haan. Ek second, I get to see my ring (refer image)?" Darshan asked, excitedly. "No. Sid will hold onto it till July 20th," I snapped. He pouted and turned away. 

Invitations...

We sat down in front of the designer and he smiled at us, shamelessly checking me out. "Designs dekhein?" I snapped. He nodded. Darshan placed a hand on my thigh, soothingly. I smiled at him and held his hand. The designer walked in and placed three designs in front of us. I looked at Darshan and he looked at me. We went through the details and the designs. I picked up the second one and looked at Darshan, begging him to approve with my eyes. He nodded and kissed my head. "This one," we said, handing it back to him.

He nodded and put it in a drawer. We discussed the number of cards we need and Darshan paid for it, even after I pressed him not to. We walked outside and Darshan kissed my head. I hugged Jyugal and Sid because they helped us so much. 

We sat in the car and Darshan started driving. "Where to?" He asked. I handed him my phone with the location on Maps. "Mera ring!" He said, sitting up, excitedly. I giggled. We drove to the jewellery shop and I pulled Sid with me. Darshan pouted because he couldn't see his ring. I walked inside and shook the representative's hand. He handed me the ring and I paid the leftover amount. He handed me the bill and we smiled at him, walking out. I handed the ring to Sid and he hid it away. I smiled at him and got in the fort. "Dikha de," Darshan begged. "Nope," I said, simply. "I hate you," he mumbled. "I love you, too," I yelled, laying down and cuddling up with a big pillow. "The decorator is how far away?" I mumbled, my face stuck into the pillow. "2 hours," Jyugal replied, tossing a blanket on my head. I put it on and closed my eyes, taking a long nap. "Aisha, mujhe bhi dede. Blanket," Jyugal whined. I gestured for him to take half of it. 

Decorator...

I walked in, tying my hair up. Darshan slid an arm around my waist and we sat down. We looked at images and spoke to her about all the things we'd like. She explained how long it would take and how she works. We spoke about costs and colours. I paid this time, after giving Darshan a death glare. I shook her hand and walked out.

Darshan and I laid in the back and Sid started driving. Darshan slid an arm around my waist again and pulled me closer. I buried my face in the crook of his neck, planting a tiny kiss before cuddling him and closing my eyes. "No PDA," Jyugal warned. "Huh?" I asked. "No PDA," he asserted. I shot him a thumbs up and closed my eyes again. I hadn't gotten much sleep last night. I was up all night finishing Darshan's painting. The last thing I felt was Darshan's chapped lips on my head.

Darshan's House...

I woke up covered in a blanket. The bed smelled like Darshan. I looked up to see Darshan working on his laptop with his spectacles on. With the messy hair, bare torso and glasses, he looked so cute. I scooted closer and planted a tiny trail of kisses on his waist before sitting up. He looked at me and his face broke into a smile. I wrapped my arms around his abdomen and laid my head on his shoulder. "Awake?" He asked, softly. I nodded, yawning and stretching.

Darshan's POV:

I smiled at her cuteness. She was just so adorable. I kissed her cheek and wrapped an arm around her. "Hotel rooms?" She asked. I nodded. I booked our rooms and closed the laptop. I pulled her into my lap and kissed her. She kissed back. It was deep and soft. She cupped my face with her palms, caressing my cheeks with her thumbs. I curled my hands in her hair, softly. She moved her mouth to my neck, tilting my head. She pressed wet, soft kisses all over. She slowly wormed her way up to the crook of my neck, slightly pecking me there. I bit my lip, trying to suppress a moan. She seemed to sense it. She sucked on the skin, making me moan loudly. She giggled against my skin and peppered soft kisses along my jaw and collarbones. I pulled her away and pinned her to the bed. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. I snarled and kissed her, roughly. She kissed back, her rhythm matching my urgency. She wrapped her arms around my stomach, tracing my abs, teasingly. I continued kissing her and she moved her palms to caress my chest. "Your skin is so soft," she mumbled against my lips, pressing her hands harder into my skin. I looked into her eyes, asking for permission. She disagreed and I pulled away, respecting her choice. She smiled and pressed her lips to my torso. She kissed my abs, and teased me around my navel, taking her revenge. "Change karle. Jeans mein nahi sote," I commanded, rubbing her arm. "It's too cosy to leave," she mouthed. I smiled and got up, walking to my closet and pulling out an oversized hoodie and leggings. I had extra clothes for her. I handed it to her and she grinned. She walked into my closet and pushed me out. She got changed and walked out. I pulled her cheeks and she scrunched her nose. She buried herself in my chest, wrapping her arms around my stomach again. "Kya ho gaya?" I asked, caressing her hair. "I miss Mamma-Papa. Tu mere saath cemetery aayega?" She asked, looking up at me. I nodded, kissing her forehead before walking out with her. "Kahan jaa rahe ho tum log?" Sid asked. "Uh, the cemetery," Aisha replied. He nodded, giving her a slight smile before we left. She walked into the flower store and got some lilies and roses. 

We sat down between her parents' graves. She placed the flowers on them and started talking about everything that's been happening. I listened to her, quietly. She talked about literally everything, explaining all the minute details. "I'm getting married, Mamma. Remember when you... you used to tell me... me how fun getting... getting married to someone you love is. I really wish you both were here too. I wanted you at my wedding. I..." she hiccuped, before breaking down. I pulled her close and rubbed her back. She hugged me, tightly. "Why? Why... did Mamma-Papa have to leave me all alone?" She shivered, tears flowing messily down her cheeks. I wiped her tears away and she sniffled. "Ishu, look at me," I whispered. "Kya?" She asked, her voice cracking. "I love you. Okay?" I reassured. She smiled, slightly and hugged me tighter. "I love you, too," she mumbled into my chest. "Gabbu," she whispered, cupping my cheeks. I looked into her broken eyes. She kissed my cheeks, gently burying her lips in. "Thank you," she muttered. I raised an eyebrow. "For loving me," she clarified. "It wasn't a favour, it is a choice," I replied, kissing her head. She smiled. I helped her up and we walked home, my arm around her waist. 

A/N: My cuties. They are so cute. Okay, Asher is going on her bachelorette in the next chapter. Buckle up. Aishan is getting WEDDED!!! *plays some terrible trumpet*