The Lion and the Rose

Chapter 67

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Thank you all for your wishes
A small treat from me, if possible I'll update BH and An Aesthete by tonight else by tomorrow morning ❤️
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Ashwika

It must be difficult to sleep in the same position all night.

I wake up with my morning clock ticking and see Siva sleeping in the same position as last night. I reach my hand to touch his hair but pull my hand back fearing I would wake him up. I look around the room and find a wall clock displaying 08:38 in the morning.

I slowly pad towards the bathroom, open and close the door without making noise to finish my morning rituals. I look at myself in the mirror above the vanity as I brush my teeth and smile looking at my dress.

Last night, after getting refreshed, I realised there was no dress that was packed for me to wear for the night. I went to inform Siva but he was caught in the middle of Raj anna's prank. There were some scratches on Siva's right palm and left forearm. Though touching things with his right hand won't hurt him much but eating definitely will, so I fed him his dinner.

After his dinner with great difficulty I helped him out of his shirt. I have seen him shirtless the previous night but what I saw last night nearly broke my heart. His beautiful washboard abs were marred with scratches but he just smiled at me and went into the bathroom to change into shorts from his pants.

He asked whether he could come out and was surprised looking at me in the same dress. When I informed him about my clothing issues, he lent me the Singlet and Shorts that Raj anna packed for him.

"Ennoru set um irukku. Naalaiku morning nee kulichu day dress ku mathita appuram wash pani naan naalanaike pootukuren. Ipothaiku shirt podra nilamaila naan illa," he gave me with a smile and I got it. (There is another set too. Tomorrow after you take a bath and change into a new dress, I can wash this and wear it for the day after tomorrow.)

As it was a singlet, my bra was on full display but when I returned from the bathroom after changing, Siva didn't notice as he was struggling to apply ointments on his wounds and I helped him.

There were mild scratches on his abdomen, left shoulder, right palm and left forearm. Since he was wearing his coat the scratches were mild on his upper part. But the scars were a little deep on his knees and left calf, just one level before skin peels off. Siva was hissing all the time when I was applying ointment on his wounds.

"Hey, en azhura?" Siva cupped my face with his left hand and wiped the drop of the tear that had escaped my right eye. (Why are you crying?)

"Ennaalathaane ithu ellam. Nee enna pakkama irunthu iruntha ..." he silenced me with a kiss. (It's all because of me. If you haven't met me...)

"Siripu na enna, santhosham na enna, motivation na enna, love na enna nu theriyama poi irukum," he kissed me again, running his hand down my curves. (I wouldn't have known, What is a smile, What is happiness, What is motivation and What is Love.)

I kissed him back as he held my right thigh and tried pulling me on him. Understanding him, I straddled him without touching his wounds and pressing my body on him.

"Intha world kitta irunthu olinju intha veetla naan irundha thavam ku kedacha varam nee. Ennoru vaatii appadi pesatha," he caressed my left cheek with the back of his right hand. (You are the boon for my penance, that I served staying in this house, hiding from the outside world. Don't ever talk like this again.)

I closed my eyes as his hand travelled down my neck, shoulder and left arm. "Apo unnoda varatha ennoru room ku poga solatha," he stopped caressing and his lips curled in the right corner. (Then don't ask your boon to go to another room.)