Kavya's POV
I was feeling very uncomfortable while we were driving towards my house and was praying to god that his coat should not be dirty.
But, for once, he didn't even think about his coat.
Was he the same man who seemed so angry at the first day he met her?
Was he the same man who seemed so heartless?
Who is the actual, Kabir?
For the first time, after many years, I wanted to know someone.
"Are you okay?" he asked looking at me through the rear view mirror and I nodded in a yes.
"Thank you once again, Kabir," I thanked him, again and he just smiled.
"Is this not a big deal for you? Do you give your coat to every girl when they need it?" I asked and he laughed softly.
"No Kavya, I don't give my coat to everybody. In fact, you are the first woman for whom I did something like this," he told me and I didn't knew how to reply to that so I shut my mouth.
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"Come inside," I offered him while he opened the door for me.
Without replying me, he forwarded his hand and I gave him my hand and got out.
I looked at the coat to find that it had stained and quickly took it in my hand and hid it.
"It's okay," he said as our eyes met.
Those were just two words but it meant a lot at that time.
"Come inside," I offered him, again.
"No, it's okay, I--
"You have to go back to the hotel, right?" I was disappointed.
"Is it okay for me to come to your house?" he retorted back.
Shit!
I forgot about my neighbors.
What will I tell them if they saw us together?
But, he helped me so much today and today for once, I didn't wanted to think about everyone but only about, Kabir.
"Do you want to come inside?" I asked, and it sounded harsh as my stomach started paining.
"Yes."
"Let's go," I said and he followed me so that nobody could notice my stain.
Today after a long time I didn't feel alone as Kabir was behind me and protecting me from everybody.
We went inside the lift and thankfully nobody else was inside the lift.
I clicked my floor number and we were standing there in silence.
Now, I realized something.
I am in pain, but I am not sad.
And, the reason for me not being sad was standing right beside me.
I looked at him and when he saw me looking at him, he looked at me and gave me a small smile.
As our floor came we were going out, and suddenly my saree got stuck in my sandal and I lost my balance but thankfully Kabir held me in his arms.
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