IMMJ2 One Shots

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Lowering his head, Vansh spoke lowly into Riddhima's ear, "Aur tum bhi aadat daal lo." He played with a strand of her loose hair. "Mujhe yeh aise hi pasand hai."

Riddhima looked up at him with her doe-like eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. He shifted his eyes to a strand of hair that was hanging loose against her face and gently played with it. He smiled when blushing, Riddhima lowered her head. His eyes traveled to her plump pink lips and he wanted nothing more than to kiss them right then and there.

When she lifted her head to look up at him, there was a small smile gracing her beautiful face. He traced the outline of her face with a finger and she lowered her eyes again. Her lips however, parted and enticed him even more. He leaned down to kiss her, but she looked the other way at the last moment. His lips pressed against her cheek instead. He didn't mind it though. The fact that he was touching her skin at all was more than enough to intoxicate him.

He brushed her hair over shoulder and his eyes roamed over the bare skin. If not her lips, maybe she'll allow him to kiss her there. He bent his head and kissed her against the neck. Her throat moved as she swallowed. His eyes traveled down her throat to her collarbone and his breath hitched. There, half hidden by her mangalsutra, was a cute little black mole. He leaned to kiss it but Riddhima once again moved away.

She fiddled with the sides of her kurti, and licked the lips that he wanted to taste.

"Vansh, humein sona chahiye. Sargi ke liye jaldi bhi uth na hai." She excused herself with a slight fumble to her words.

Giving her a silent nod, Vansh got into bed. He watched as she picked up the several jewelry sets from her side of the bed and placed them away in the cupboard. His eyes continued to linger on her as she made her way back to the bed. Turning off the lights, she got under the covers, and Vansh continued to stare at her.

Day by day, little moments like these were making it difficult for him to stay away from her. He knew there were a lot of issues in their relationship but he truly believed they were heading in the right direction. Tomorrow being the day of Karwa Chauth further backed his thinking. Personally, he may not believe in the concept of starving oneself to prove their love, but Riddhima did. She was willing to stay hungry all day in the belief that his life may be prolonged. How could he possibly deny or reject the sentiments that came along with that?

He traced a finger over the side of her face and she smiled again. Even though it was dark in the room, he saw the hand she had extended out in the vast space between them. He placed his hand in hers and felt the softness of her palm.

Tomorrow, with the breaking of their mutual fast, they will start their relationship anew. This space that exists between them right now, he'll be sure to erase them forever.

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Vansh smiled while one of his business associates rattled away about the profits their company had made in the last quarter. He really didn't care much for it at the moment. His eyes kept drifting over to his wife who was merrily chatting away with all the other wives who had been invited over.

Vansh didn't really understand the point of hosting a Karwa Chauth party but Ishani had insisted on it, and then with Chachi and Daadi voicing their approval as well, he couldn't really find a reason to say no. Besides, it would be a good way for Riddhima to branch out and feel more comfortable in her married life.

Their fasts had long been broken and they had already eaten their meals. Vansh was now just waiting for when the guests would leave and he could finally spend some time with his wife.

Vansh directed his eyes towards her again and for surely not the last time tonight, they widened. One of the elderly women had rested her hand on Riddhima's shoulder while she laughed, and Vansh felt this indescribable acute rage come over him. How dare she touch his wife like that? So what if she's old enough to be his mother's age? That doesn't give her the right to be so cozy and comfortable with his Riddhima. Who the hell was she anyways?