Majestic Brother

Birthday Party Planning

The night had cast its spell over the mansion, blanketing everything in a soothing darkness that was only interrupted by the soft glow of the moon. The windows were left open, letting in the cool breeze that carried the scent of freshly bloomed flowers. Bhaveshwar had just finished his shower and was now resting inside the cozy warmth of his duvet on his bed.

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the peaceful silence. "Come in," Bhav spoke softly, wondering who it could be at such a late hour.

In peeked Parth's head, his presence immediately filling the room with a warmth that Bhav couldn't help but feel drawn to. The older stepped inside and walked towards Bhav's bed, his eyes fixed on the younger one.

"What do you want?" Bhav asked, a mix of curiosity and apprehension in his voice.

"Just wondered what you're up to," Parth said with a smile, taking a seat on the bed next to Bhav. "Oh, and also, mom wanted to discuss your birthday party."

Bhav felt a twinge of disappointment that it wasn't just Parth who wanted to talk to him, but he couldn't deny the happiness he felt having the older one in his room. "So why are you here then, and not mommy?" Bhav asked softly.

"To inform you about what mom said?" Parth raised an eyebrow, clearly confused.

"Okay," Bhav said in a whisper, feeling embarrassed at his own behavior.

Parth's presence had always made him feel self-conscious. He never knew how to act around the older one, especially now that he had begun to harbor feelings for him.

"What are you watching?" Parth asked, breaking Bhav's train of thought.

"W-was about to watch a series on CuddleFlix," Bhav answered, trying to sound normal.

"Oh, cool, I'll join," Parth said, already under the duvet and moving closer to Bhav before he could protest.

"Uhm, okay," Bhav coughed, feeling a jolt of excitement and nervousness at the same time.

"Got a sore throat? Guess we'll have to lie in bed all day then," Parth said playfully, wrapping an arm around Bhav's shoulders.

Bhav felt a sense of comfort in Parth's embrace, and for a moment, he forgot about all the tension between them. He just focused on the warmth and the sweet scent of Parth's skin.

"You know Bhaveshwar," Parth started, causing Bhav to tilt his head and look at the older one. Their faces were so close now.

"You're very cute. And your lips are very soft too," Parth said, a hint of desire in his voice.

Bhav felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment, but he couldn't deny the fluttering feeling in his chest at Parth's words. He couldn't help but wonder if there was something more to the older one's words than just a passing compliment.

He tried to compose himself and replied, "Th-thank you, Parth."