Vani - Zehnaseeb

Chapter 7 TEASER

Here's a little teaser to get you all excited! It will be filled with Vani moments. You will see Veer sticking up for his future gharwali not once, not twice, but three times! He's so cute :o

Bani decided to go and look for the bathroom herself. She found the hall on the main floor but it was blocked off with some boxes and old furniture because the Singhania's were redecorating some of the rooms. Excuse me. Where's the washroom? Bani asked one of the guests. She let her know the nearest one is upstairs, the fourth door down the hall on the left and Bani nodded. She looked back at Jhanvi and then walked upstairs. Once she got to the fourth door on the left she opened it. When she did she was really confused. Instead of being a single bathroom, she walked into a large bedroom with grey walls, a black bed, navy blue cabinets, and a walk-in closet to the left. Just before the doors to the closet was an area with a bench to sit down and put shoes on and whatnot. In the far corner was a mini bar and next to it were the french doors to the terrace which overlooked the pool and garden. Every part of the room was larger than life, the ceilings went on and on, and in the center was a huge wooden fan with a copper centerpiece. Bani turned back around to find the actual bathroom because she didn't want to use the bathroom in someone's bedroom and spotted the girl running upstairs whom she had asked earlier. Sorry...bathroom? Bathroom yahaan hai? The girl fanned her face and quickly said Sorry! Actually, I have a wardrobe malfunction...I'm going to use the single washroom. Don't worry. This room has a bathroom too. Koi kuch nahi kahe gha...sorry! And she ran off to the room next door which was the single bathroom. Bani sighed and timidly walked into the bedroom. She looked around to see if there were any pictures but there were none. She was just hoping this wasn't Veer's room, however, the dark theme and skateboard on the ground were making her think otherwise.

Nonetheless, she decided to just try her luck. She was wearing a light green lehenga that was tied way too tight and needed to adjust it as well as change her pad because she had her period. She had no choice but to just use this bathroom. Bani put her hand on the doorknob and opened it wide. Once she did she stood rooted in her spot. Veer was standing there in front of the mirror with a towel on his lower body, his chiseled chest was glistening, and droplets of water were falling down his abs and joining the base of his stomach. He had a comb in one hand and hair dryer in the other and pursed his lips as he checked himself out. Veer felt somebody standing there so he sighed, put the brush and hair dryer down, and said Mom. I said I'll come soon. Don't worry. As he put them down and looked up he gasped. Tum! What the hell Bani! Veer grabbed another towel and put it around his body just in case the other one fell and looked at her waiting for an answer. Bani watched as Veer's wet chest slightly caved in and out with his breathing and stuttered. I...I...I...Veer could sense how awkward she felt so he took a step forward to tell her to relax, but this just made her more aware of him being half-naked and she quickly turned around and slammed the door.

After he put on his pants and stepped out with his shirt unbuttoned he found Bani sitting on the couch breathing in and out and looking down at the floor as if she has just seen the most obscene thing. Bani? Bani what the hell are you doing in here? Did mom tell you to come and check up on me? Veer asked while buttoning his shirt before she'd see him and half another freak attack. Bani stood up and turned her body so she wasn't facing him and grabbed her purse to run out of there. Veer jogged up behind her, put his left hand on the door, and sighed. Relax...I'm not weirded out. It's okay...I was wearing a towel. Are you okay? He gently caressed her head to calm her down. Bani flinched at his touch and turned around now to face him. She looked down at the hair on his chest and got flashbacks to what she just saw. Damn. I get to see this every day? How did I get so lucky?  Veer snapped his fingers to bring her back to reality. Sweetheart...I said are you okay? Did you...did you need something? Why'd you come to my room? He was wondering if she came to apologize. Bani frowned and shook her head. I...I came...came for the washroom. Veer rolled his eyes and cursed his luck. Of course, she wasn't going to apologize. She's Bani Sharma after all. Okay...well you can use it. I'll wait. Bani looked at him with apprehension and then walked over to his washroom, checking what he was doing over her shoulder with each step. Once she got in there she paced back and forth and did the breathing techniques her yoga teacher taught her. After a minute she was feeling better. It's okay Bani. Whatever. He was just shirtless...and I guess pant and underwear less. It's not a big deal. Besides...when you get married you'll have to share this room with him....it's better that you got to witness it now...okay...she changed her pad and adjusted her lehenga and looked at herself one last time in the mirror. Once she felt that she looked pretty enough she washed her hands. As she did she started to look around the bathroom. There were wet towels on every surface, his shaved beard hair in the sink, open toothpaste tube, the shower had shampoo and shower gel bottles scattered about, and for some reason, there was a basketball in there. Oh my god...how does this guy live?! His bedroom is so clean...but this?