• Chapter 26 • Angry Chorni
" Hey , you ! Wait. " He yelled , running behind her.
Her waist length , dark , thick , hair were bouncing from left to right as she was running fisting her navy blue long gown from either sides so she doesn't trip over it.
After few minutes of chasing her she stopped at certain distance , holding her knees bending down , trying to catch on some air. He rushed towards her and tapped on her right shoulder.
She stood straight and slowly turned her head to look at him but due to cool breeze around them her hair started flying covering her face. He raised his right hand up to brush her hair away but at very moment he felt something brushing on his forehead making him pull down his hand and exactly after a second warmth spread along his forehead.
Mishti opened her eyes and admired her view for few minutes before turning to look at the clock to check time. It was seven in the morning. She slowly removed Abir's hands and came out of his hold. She pushed the locks of his hair from his forehead and placed a soft kiss on it. She was about to get up that's when Abir held her right hand in his hands and placed it under his cheek.
" Stealing kisses when I'm asleep is not good , wifey. " He teased. His eyes were still closed and a smirk was curled out of his lips , making her eyes go as wide as they could.
" Stop --- stop dreaming. " She fumbled with her words as she tried to wiggle out her hand from his hold. Her actions only made him to tighten his hold on her hand.
" That means , I dream everytime when I feel something warm here ? " He pointed out the place where she kissed him , still closing his eyes. Making her stop her poor attempt to pull out her hand from his hold.
" I don't know. Maybe. Now let me go. " She bites her lower lip nervously.
" What's the time ? " He asked her flustered self.
" Seven ten. " She glanced at the clock back and answered.
" Just stay for few minutes. " He sticks out his lower lip and raised his free hand , indicating her to enter his embrace.
This cranky toddler !
" Fine. " She gave in as she lied down. Leaving her hand he pulled her in his embrace , placing his chin on her head.
" How are you feeling now ? " She asked immediately since he had mild fever last night. Drowned in cutting down her ice-cream intake he himself had gotten sick.
" Awesome. " Saying so he turned towards his right sleeping on his back , pulling her with him making her rest on him.
" Abir. " She breathed out with his sudden action and tried to pull herself down from top of him.
" You weren't well --- "
" Sleep. " He pushed her head down making it hit his chest. She sighed and rested her left ear on his chest , hearing his uneven heartbeats.
Fever is to be blamed here. I guess ?
Nope. The closeness is to be blamed since your heart is beating at the similar pace.
" You want to say something ? " She asked after few minutes , looking up at him , placing her right hand on his cheek. As his left hand was in her hair and free hand was fiddling with her fingers.
" Should I ? " He looked down straight into her eyes , little unsure.
" Please do. " She assured him as she smiled and pressed his fingers.
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