His Delicate Queen

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The night was darker than usual and the weather seemed chilly. There was different tint of sadness in the atmosphere today everything seemed just a little different. They both laid in their bed covered with the comforter up till their chest. All of sudden he started feeling hot. He was still in his sleep when sweat beads started forming on his forehead making him all the more anxious and stressed. He wanted to open his eyes he knew it was a nightmare. But couldn't. He was constricted  rigidly with those haunting flashes. Shehnaaz woke up just as she felt a little thirsty. She turned on the lights only to see an anxiously sleeping sidharth he was sweating profusely his eyes were clenched shut and his palms fisted the comforter laying over him. She understood that it was a nightmare she was quick by his side pulling his head into her lap she called out for him but he only kept chanting something which was  unable to decipher she was worried and was patting his face calling his name now and again but he seemed nowhere to woke up.

"Sidharth..shehenshah.... Kya hua aapko." She asked him, this time patting his face with more vigour.

"Kill me.. don't... touch her...kill me. " He ranted in almost inaudible voice. He unconsciously fisted the fabric of her nightwear. She pressed a kiss on his forehead and it worked like magic. He was visibly calmed down. He was silent but his hands still fisted my shirt. A while later he relaxed and she went out to hydrate herself. She came back only to see him awake and breathing heavily.

Shehenshah's POV

"Where were you." I almost yelled angrily at her. Finding her nowhere around me when I woke up mid night was the worst thing. I was scared and my almost every emotion comes out in the form of anger.

I could see she flinched at me tone.

"Pani peene gyi thi." She said in low voice as she sat on the bed beside me.

"Tumhe to accha lagta hai mujhe akela chod ke jaane ko. You are expert in that right." I said rudely. I could see how her face turned pale at my words.

"Pyaas lagi thi...paani -" I didn't let her complete. I was hell angry and why the hell? I myself didn't knew. Maybe the nightmare.

"Shut up. Kitni baar bola hai don't step out of the room alone at night. Don't listen." I said harshly and laid down turning my back at her. She was calling me but I ignored and tried to sleep closing my eyes. When I felt soft pair of arms  wrapping around my torso. I instantly recognized them.

"Sorry" she whispered, kissing my back. I sighed kissing her palms. I couldn't possibly stay angry at her for much time. I turned around she climbed over my chest, being careful enough about my shoulder and kissed my forehead softly.

Ohh god I never felt so much loved.

"You had a nightmare" she said feathering my forehead with her soft fingers. I hummed closing my eyes again leaning in her peaceful presence.

"What did you saw..." She whispered softly I could hold no more. I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist and squeezed her to myself. She hissed and got out of my grip glaring at me.

"Be careful... Haath abhi theek nahi hai." She said, no almost scolded me softly while kissing shoulder somewhere around the almost healed wound.

"Its healed almost, I can even pick you up." I said in my slight sleepy.

"But not completely." She still reverted.

"Dekha...hoti hai na fikar. Now you only think won't I get scared when I woke in the middle of the night and you are nowhere in the sight. Gussa ayega na mujhe." I said this time softly explaining my anger. And looking at her face I assume she understood.