Their Love | A Sumellika Fanfiction

Eyes Met

She breathed in and out, as she stood in front of Vicky's dance studio. She was selected by Vicky for his music album. But the desperation, she had before, had gone now.

She felt herself as dirty for being attracted to two boys mutually.

She thought of quitting this offer and searching for any other job. But now she required money. She took hesitating steps towards the main door.

The noise of various dance classes hit her ears. She had learnt that from her bestie, Lisiya, that Vicky was also running a small vocal school of dance and painting with his brother Krish.

"He could have chosen a girl from his classes itself. Why did I come here in the first place?!" She stopped on her track, closing her eyes in frustration.

She didn't know how long she was standing there like that. There was a small tap on her shoulder, which made her jerk. When she looked behind her shoulders, there he was, as hot as ever, Vicky.

"Daydreaming?" He asked curtly and moved inside, expecting her to follow him.

"Huh!" She sighed and followed him, clutching her side back tightly.

"Let my brother join, I will explain the concept. Then we will discuss other things together." Her eyes widened when he informed her about Krish.

She wished the earth to swallow her right now. She didn't wish to be in the confusion of her feelings towards them both. She didn't wish to be guilty. Above all, she didn't wish to spoil their both life along with her ruined life.

"Here have it." Vicky forwarded her a plate that had her favourite sandwich and fresh juice.

She was desperate to ask him, how did he know that was her favourite. But she controlled herself, as she didn't wish to develop any bond with them by any means.

She wanted to deny it, but her empty stomach didn't let her. She went there straight after her college was over. She was dam hungry.

"Thank you." She muttered, taking the plate and settling in the steps of the stage silently.

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Krish looked at his wristwatch now and then to make sure, he wasn't getting late. He was struck in heavy Mumbai traffic at evening peak hour.

He was waiting for the signal to turn green, tapping on his bike restlessly. He was an impatient freak.

"Bhaiya, it's the last flower. Can you buy it please?" He heard a little girl's voice, which made him emotional.

He saw that girl, whose hair was damped in sweat and dresses torn here and there. She showed him the red rose in her basket and looked at him with hopeful yet pleading eyes.

"Hey, angel, where are your parent?" He parked the bike at the roadside immediately and picked her up in his arms.

"With God!" She showed the sky innocently and smiled at him.

"Dev Bhaiya had told us that we should strive hard to live. And he had told us many works. I love flowers, so I choose this one." Now Krish understood everything.

It was child abuse. But they weren't harming kids. Instead, they were using the kids innocence. He remained silent for a second before texting Vicky the scenario.

"Bhaiya, will you buy it?" The little girl asked once again, making him weak.

"I am buying you too." He made her sit on his bike and settled behind her.

"Bhaiya, what do you mean by? Where are you taking me? Dev Bhaiya will be sad if he doesn't see me." She said, which created some doubts in him. But he ignored it and ignited the engine, "From today, you don't need to struggle like this. You can wear beautiful dresses and enjoy yourself. You will get an education."

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Yasmine noticed that Vicky was talking to someone seriously on the call. She couldn't resist asking him what happened, as she couldn't stand his tensed face.

She gulped the juice and went to him, "Is everything okay?"

His hazel eyes met her concerned eyes. He blinked his eyes with a smile, gesturing that all was fine and wiped away the sauce from the corner of her lips with his thumb.

She felt a shiver run down her spine with his touch on her lips. Her cheeks turned pinkish when he put his thumb in his mouth and tasted the sauce.

Her breath rate increased at that sight. He didn't know as well, why he did that too.

"I want you to rescue all of them and take them to our orphanage." He disconnected the call with that.

He looked at her blushy cheeks and realised what he did just now. His cheeks heated up too, remembering that.

"V...Vo...I...I..." He was short of words, ruffling his hairs, making her go awe at his sight.

"Waah! Who did make my bhai blush?"  They both came back to sense, hearing Krish's voice.

Yasmine didn't wish to turn back, knowing who that might be. She became nervous all of a sudden. She felt like crying too when the thought of being loved by two brothers in the same bed crossed her mind.

All of a sudden everything made sense. That nightmare! It was just these twins, who stripped her and made l...love to her.

"Yes, love! I didn't feel that as lust. I know being intimate is lust. But I saw love in their eyes. But that was just a dream. In reality, it is just disgusting...to this society." She was lost in her thinking when Vicky side hugged Krish and introduced him to her.

"Yasmine, he is my twinnie, Krish. My soul. Krish, he is Yasmine. Our co-actor in the album." He said and saw the hesitation in Yasmine's eyes to see his brother.

She was biting her lips and fiddling the edge of her dupatta, looking down. Whereas Krish was looking at Vicky with a mischevous grin.

"And she is the one, who makes my grumpy brother blush often!" His words made Yasmine blush as well as worry at the same time.

"Shut up, Idiot!" Vicky faked a glare at him and looked at Yasmine, "He is like that only. You can look at him, he won't make you uncomfortable."

How would she tell that it was beyond uncomfortable for her due to the mutual feelings she had for them both even before she knew them personally.

She slowly lifted her lashes and looked at him with a small smile, "Hi."

"Hi." Krish said being mesmerized and forwarded a rose in his hand to her, "I had seen you somewhere."

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