He was the thunder she was ready to be struck by.
She was the fire he was ready to burn himself with.
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Born in a world where politics ruled emotions, they dared falling for each other
But...
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•Song - Bhalobashar morshum•
◆Draupadi ◆
An inarticulate bleat escaped my lips as my fingers slipped from the blouse once again before they could clasp the bottom hook of my blouse.
I gathered my still wet curls and tied it in a loose bun before trying again. I had no idea weather I had gotten fat or its because my fingers were unusually shaky since I had returned from Arjun's room but this thing was riling me to no end.
Letting out a piqued sigh, I dropped my shoulder. Accepting defeat I was about to turn around to wake Kuhu or Malini up who were sleeping the next room but halted when a rough warm hand brushed against the cold back of mine that still had water droplets trailing down.
Electricity ran down my spine as I looked up at the mirror, my heart dropped at the pit of my stomach when I found him, the man that had been crushing and cosseting my heart at the same. His golden orbs bore into mine through the reflection while his fingers worked on the hook of my blouse.
They were gleaming under the dim light of the oil lams and silvery moon rays, appearing like the blazing sun making me melt under their heated gaze but before I could lose it all I snapped myself out of the dwam created by him.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded, a sense of incandescent slowly engulfing my heart.
"Clasping your blouse" He replied flatly with his eyes prolonging on my bosoms as he added "Which, by the way, suits you very well" Blood rushed into my cheeks while I stared at him incredulously untill the words sank into my mind and as soon as they did I whirled around.
He did not just say that-
"Was that your idea of humor?" I fumed "Se-"
"I came here to apologize" He cut me short, this time his voice was layered with emotions.
I curled the forefinger, that was pointed at him, back in my fist before dropping my arms "For?"
"For... " He faltered and closed his eyes almost as if the words he was about to speak were strangled around his throat, he almost appeared in pain "For everything"
I stood there still not knowing how to reciprocate, I knew precisely what that 'everything' meant and I also knew that's all I would ever get from him. The air around us became thick with unravelled emotions, emotions that we were too scared to even acknowledge.
"Not everything can be forgiven" I whispered. That moment was too sensitive for me to be any louder than this.
"I know" He took a step close. "But you need to forgive to let things go Krishnaa" another step closer.
"What if I don't want to let go of things Arjun?" Tears prickled in my eyes "What if I want to hold onto those things?"
"Then you'll end up burning yourself" He was standing too close to me, so much so that his breaths mingled with mine, I didn't know where his breath started and mine ended, we were breathing into each other's air.
"I've emerged from fire" The corner of my lips twitched "I'm not afraid of getting burnt"
His amber orbs were assessing me in a way that made me feel breathless as he raised his hand, his long artistic fingers fidgeted with the curls that drooped around my face before tucking them behind my ear. I closed my eyes as his fingers caressed the sensitive skin of my earlobe before trailing down my neck sending chills down my spine.
"You are something" He purred into my ear, almost mumbling to himself.
My breath caught in my throat when his another hand went back to the hem of my blouse, drawing me even closer in the process. I looked up at me agape all the while trying to even my wild heart and even wilder breaths and found his empyrean eyes gazing directly down at me intently, so much so that I felt like he was unearthing the deepest secret of the universe through my eyes.
"What are you doing?" My voice sounded too hoarse for me to recognize it as mine.
"Helping my wife"
My eyelids suddenly felt too heavy to keep them up so I lowered them while my toes curled. I prayed in my heart he didn't notice how hard my heart was pouncing, how my whole body was shuddering or how unusually uneven my breaths were.
"I-" Sucking in a sharp breath I cleared my throat "I do not need your help" I stared up at him with contumacious scintillating in my ebony orbs as I placed my palm on his brawny chest before giving him a little push and stepping away from him.
Turning around, I settled my eyes on the the pale crescent moon that shone like a silvery claw in the velvety dark sky before adding "If you're here to apologize for what happened earlier then don't. It was my fault, I shouldn't have intrude-"
My sentence was left unfinished when I was yanked around into someone's chest, I looked at him in abashment and found his intense eyes fixed on me, creating a churning fire in the pit of my stomach as he spoke, his voice low yet vehement
"You can never be an intruder in my life Krishnaa. I am sorry, so very sorry for turning you away when in reality it's your nearness, your sight, your maddening scent that my senses are yearning for but that's how I am" He paused as I watched his Adams apple bobbing up and down before he raised his hand to wipe the lone tear that had escaped my eye before purring with his dolent ambers boring into mine.
"No matter how suffocating and frightfully unendurable they are, I just cannot seem to let my feelings out. Its my weakness that has caused me more than I am willing to acknowledge but I want you to know, if I could I would have changed it all" A shuddering breath escaped his lips as he leaned in, his lips brushing against my forehead "Trust me"
Closing my eyes, I placed my hand on Arjun's palm that was cupping my face to stand still. I had been so engrossed grieving my fate, my pain that I had barely gave my husband's side of story any thought.
I didn't exactly how and when it happened but I found myself being an willing prisoner of his arms as they held me captivated, their warmth making me feel more alive than I had ever felt.
The man before me felt like a different person altogether. Not the third Pandava who would do anything to keep himself out of my sight, who would act like my existence in his life barely mattered. He felt like the the Brahmin I had garlanded, the man whose amber eyes danced with ardorence everytime the looked at me.
That moment, in that solitary of cold night he felt like my Arjun, he felt like my apricity.
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First a big enormous fat apology for updating after almost a month but I've my reasons. Again, I'm sorry.
Coming to the chapter, Idk how it turned out so please let me know. I think it's kinda cringe :(
