INTERTWINED FATE ~ A MishBir saga

50 • Her surprise for him

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"Open your shirt! " he ordered me while checking my first aid kit. I gulped a huge lump of saliva. His voice was too Intimating. It's been two days to our fights over Sahil, but don't know what happened to him, he allowed Simran to come over here to check me. But today due to bad weather they could not come.

It's nearly 10:30 PM and their is no improvements in weather. I need to change my dressings and Sam or Saanvi di can't do it because their hands started trembling seeing blood. How am I supposed to let Abir do this? I am not uncomfortable but definitely shy in front of him.

"What? Open your shirt, " he reminded me casually, I licked my lips. I was standing against a drawer in my room, so I clutched the edge of it feeling so nervous. My fingers were not even removing from the drawer, I bit my inner cheeks. If I would have been wearing a short top it would have been no problem, but hear I am wearing a thigh length shirt.

"Open it by yourself, " I muttered taking a deep breath, he stared at me opening his eyes widely. I nodded my head letting out a sigh. He placed the kit box on the drawer table and came close to me making my heart jumped. Trailing his fingers against my body he started opening the bottons from the neck region. He was about to open my shirt I held his hands, he raised his brows at me..

"Don't trust me? " he asked lowering his voice, instantly I left his hands. Don't know why he always drag trust in between. It's just I am shy, even though I am in my undergarments. He slided down my shirt, folding it he kept it on my one shoulder so that it covered my bare cleavage. I sighed in little relief. He very well know about my little hesitation ..

Pulling a small table he sat over it to change my bandage above my side waist. When the doctor was doing it I was not feeling conscious, but when he is doing I am feeling so many things that I can't even describe. "Ouch, " I hissed in pain when he removed the bandage and the glue left my skin.

My eyes went close feeling the feathery touch of his lips just above my wound.. I knew it, he will do something like this.. I felt an emptiness there when he parted his lips away and started doing his works .

"Done! " he said after some minutes and stood up.. Placing all the things he held me from my waist making sure he won't touch ny wound.

"What? " I asked being confused.

"You need to be of my height, otherwise I can't change your dressing of your shoulder portion, " saying he made me sit over the drawer and in the process the shirt fell down on the floor.

Did he just indirectly said I am short! Huh.

"The shirt knows its place, " Abir muttered under his breath, I stared at him in disbelief.. He slided down my bra strap from my left shoulder, I held the end part of the sleeve. His eyes were focused on the dressing while my eyes were on him. It's been so many days we haven't talked properly, didn't spend time with each other, didn't hug each other, didn't stare at each other the way we do, he haven't tease me, so many things are there which we both have not done but love to do..

But he can be little sweet to me instead of arguing with me. He hid everything and now didn't even feel sorry for it. He isn't even approaching me from his side, they why will I be. After changing my dressings, he went to  washroom to wash his hands.

I was still sitting over the drawer, he came out while drying his hands. First he kept the kit at its place, then coming to me he handed me my shirt. He was about to go!

"Abir, " I called him, pulling his shirt collar. Just his name from my mouth, his expression got changed giving me butterflies. He stood between my both knees, I unbuttoned his shirt which made him confused. Sliding it a little I glanced over the cut, it's been recovered but the mark was still there..