adhura pyaar ┃abhira (3.0)

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A kiss was pressed to his head, which caused his eyes to be fluttered awake. Her jasmine scent engulfed his senses, and her warm touch brought a smile to his face. 

"Abhii" Akshara whined, tugging on him. "You have to wake up, please"

"Let me sleep baba" He turns the other way, and he can hear the sound of her jhumkas clattering as she pulls on him. 

"You have to give me attention!" She juts her bottom lip out, as he opens one eye to glance at the look on her face. 

He couldn't lie that she looked ethereal, she was dressed in a sleeveless blouse tied by a dori, and a sheer red saree which could be pegged as being transparent. This just added fuel to his cause to stay home more. 

"We have to go, please" She tries again, while pressing kisses on his cheek, forehead and finally nose. She pulls away slightly, but he grabs her arm and pulls her down crashing his lips against hers. 

"you missed" he says, once they break apart and she just pushes his grinning face away. A blush creeping into her cheeks. 

"chup! kitne besharam ho tum " She's about to get up, but as usual he doesn't let her and yanks her down for the second time on top of him but this time he secures a firm grip over her waist. 

Her breathing quickens, and sometimes she wishes her husband wasn't as good looking as he was. He could be a complete idiot, he knew this was an important event but still decided to dress in a black shirt, her utter weakness. And here was sleeping, leaving them no time to spend together. 

"Chod do mujhe. We have to go" She whispers, but they both know she doesn't really mean it. 

"Really?" He asks, "You know what, you're doing this on purpose. This saree isn't really good for my health you know."

"And why's that?" She grins, as he leans in closer if that was even possible. 

"My thoughts are going at a rapid pace, all brainstorming different ways to tear it off" He replies, and she has to recall how happy her brother was with the launch of their new bussiness venture as she was very much inclined to screw it all and give in. "This is torture, Mrs.Birla"

"It's going to get a lot worse" She pulls away from his firm hold, but he sits up along with her not wanting to let go at all. "I'll be with Kairav for the launch and we'll barely be together. A lot of distance between us" 

With that she gets up and makes sure to swing the end of her saree onto his face, teasing him. He gets up behind her, and pulls her to him once again but this time she wraps her arms around his neck too. "Don't worry, It's torture for me too. You know you didn't have to look this good"

"Trust me I have it a lot worse, you're so painfully beautiful jaan" The words roll of his tongue, and she just shakes her head. 

"Time to go, Abhi"

"Do we really?" He pouts like a kid, and she lets out a laugh. 

During the bussiness launch, true to her words, they don't get to be by each other's side and he truly does feel physical pain when he can't wrap his arm around her waist and have her by his side. That night however, he has her all to himself. 

Abhimanyu wakes with a jolt, and mentally curses his brain for recalling that particular memory. It was hidden in the depths of his mind, locked away untouched.  He looks to his side and Abhir is still peacefully sleeping.