Abhira OS Book💕

Sleepy Abhi

Seeing Abhi's state after the surgery, I wanted to smack PB for separating Abhira. Abhi needed his Akshu right then and Harsh ruined it😤 so we get an OS about it.
Also hopefully this acts like a balm to everyone's burning hearts! Basically this happens instead of their convo outside the hospital!

I understand Akshu's POV but I hurt for Abhi. Both are in pain and suffering and I refuse to pick sides. Basically the situation sucks but it is hella realistic and raw so I kind of love it?!

Don't kill me for my opinion otherwise no more stories😜

Enjoy Reading💕

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Abhimanyu entered his room with a yawn as he pulled off his shirt and threw it to the lounge chair. He had always loved his job but today he felt another level of satisfaction. The second he slid out of the OT and shared the good news, Akshara's joy and smile made him feel so much pride in himself and his profession. He, himself, was also extremely happy and thankful that the surgery had gone well. Soon enough Bade Papa would be back to fighting and insulting him. He chuckled at the thought.

Yawning again, he wondered what Akshu was doing right now. He had spent at least half of this crazy day with her and yet he missed her already. He pulled out his phone and stared at her photo with a soft smile. He wondered whether she'd be free to chat or sing him a song to help him rest. He was definitely exhausted but the adrenaline hadn't worn off yet and he knew sleep wouldn't come easy. Shaking his head and sighing, he tossed his phone on the bed. He couldn't add to her worries when he was sure she'd be busy caring for her family now.

Rubbing his strained neck, he searched through his wardrobe for his sleepwear before a light tapping caught his attention. Turning to the side, his clothes and his heart dropped as he caught sight of a smiling Akshara on the other side of his closed window.

"Akshu!" He yelled, running to the window. He signalled her to bend lower as he opened the window and she popped back up. Gripping her hand securely, he helped her inside before sighing in relief.

"Akshu abhi abhi Bade Papa ko heart attack se bachaya hai, mujhe heart attack hua toh kaun karega meri surgery?" He asked her in complete seriousness.

"Tumhe aise kaise kuch ho sakta hai? Tum toh khud mere Docman ho aur superheroes ko kabhi kuch nahi hota hai!" She replied with a smile as she pulled his cheeks before her gaze dropped on his shirtless figure.

"Abhi! Tumhe shirt pehne mein kya problem hai? Jab dekho bina shirt ke ghoomte rehte ho!" She complained as she walked away to hide her blush.

"Acha?" Abhi asked with a raised eyebrow and folded arms.

"Tum mere personal cabin mein chupti ho, jab chaho mere room mein window se ghus ti ho aur mere bhare mein hi shikayat kar rahi ho?" He continued with a smile.

"Waise mujhe toh yeh lagne laga hai ki tumhare paas koi sixth sense hai. Jaise bina ek dusre ko dekhe, humein ek dusre ke aas paas hone ka ehsaas hota hai, tumhein bhi pata chal hi jata hai ki maine shirt uthar diya hai aur tum usse time pe aajati ho." He teased as he walk towards her and turned her around so he could see her wide eyes and pink cheeks.

"Waise thik bhi toh hai. Shaadi ke baad toh iss sab ki aadat dhalni hi paregi toh abhi se kyun nahi?" He asked as he pushed her hair to the side.

Akshara's blush deepened as she thought about their life after their wedding. This room would be theirs and she wouldn't have to sneak in through the window anymore. As much as she'd miss his concern at seeing her on the ladder, she'd enjoy having her rights to his room more. She smiled happily at the thought before Abhi's yawn brought her back to the present. She clicked her tongue and glared at him.