It was a sunny afternoon at the Anant Mansion, and preparations for Bhav's birthday party were in full swing. The lush green gardens were decorated with colorful balloons and streamers, and the servants and maids were running around busily, ensuring everything was perfect for the special day.
Adhya, Bhav's mother, was busy in the kitchen preparing the food for the evening party. She was chopping vegetables and seasoning the dishes, making sure everything was just right. As she worked, she couldn't help but smile at the thought of her son's birthday celebrations. "Oh, Bhav is going to love all of this," she said to herself.
Mister Anant, Bhav's father, was in his study, going through some important files for his business. He couldn't help but take a break every now and then to peek out of the window at the preparations going on outside. "Ah, my little Bhav is growing up so fast," he thought to himself, "I can't believe he's already 18."
Meanwhile, Parth, Bhav's elder brother, was in the garden helping the maids set up the tables and chairs. He was wearing a white shirt and black pants, and his hair was styled in a neat, slicked-back look. As he worked, he couldn't help but steal glances at Bhav, who was running around with his friends, Jayjay and Jackjack laughing and playing. "Happy Birthday, little brother," he thought, feeling a surge of affection for Bhav.
As he walked, he spotted a cluster of roses and picked one, twirling it between his fingers. He remembered the time when he had given Bhav a rose on his birthday when they were young, and how Bhav had held onto it all day, even as the petals began to wilt. Parth smiled at the memory and decided to keep the rose with him as a reminder of the love he had for his little brother.
The sound of laughter and chatter from the dressing room caught Parth's attention and he walked towards it, still twirling the rose. He saw the dressing room was a flurry of activity, with makeup, clothes, and accessories scattered everywhere.
Bhaveshwar stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the green bandana tied around his neck, while Jayjay flitted around him, putting the final touches on his outfit. Bhav's cream-colored suit perfectly represented the 2000s vibe, with its sleek and modern design. The low-cut waistline of his trousers showed off his toned physique, and the fitted blazer hugged his broad shoulders just right.
The outfit was completed with a pair of black dress shoes that made his already impressive height even more noticeable. His luscious hair cascaded down his back in soft waves, and he couldn't wait for Jayjay to finish curling it.
As Bhav focused on his appearance, he heard the sound of the dressing room door opening, and Parth's head peeking inside.
"If it isn't the birthday boy," Parth sing-songed, walking inside the dressing room.
Bhav turns around, surprised to see Parth. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be getting ready?"
Parth smiles and walks up behind Bhav, wrapping his arms around the younger boy's waist. He rests his chin on Bhav's shoulder and looks at their reflection in the mirror.
"About that, could you help me with my outfit?" he asks.
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Majestic Brother
SpiritualIn the world of magic and divine powers, where anything is possible, stepbrothers Parth and Bhav find themselves in a forbidden love story that will leave you breathless. Parth's rugged handsomeness and irresistible charm meet Bhav's adorable cutene...