𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 || 𝐀𝐁𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀 ||

No One Has To Know What We Do - 3

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'I love you'

'I've been in love with you for years'

'I'm done being friends. I need more than that'

Abhishek tries out all forms of what he should've said but dammit, none of them sounds right.

Especially in front of the mirror with the TV currently blaring to drown out the voices in his own head.

Idiot.

Loser.

Do you want to live the rest of your life alone?

Why didn't you say something?

Yeah. Those voices.

He's tempted to punch a hole in the damn dingy motel wall but it's brick so he'd probably bust his hand and end up in emergency the way his luck is currently going, and that wouldn't do anyone any good.

Falling back on the bed he groans out loud, running his hands down his face. He knows he royally screwed up, but he can't get that moment back so it's pointless even beating himself up about it.

He'll continue to anyway.

Bumping the volume down he lies on his back with his eyes shut, the sound of water from Manisha's shower strangely soothing.

He tries not to picture her currently naked body...wet. And naked...and wet.

God, she'd practically told him she was wet earlier.

Porn turns me on - those were her exact words, so he had no doubt she was wet then. Why didn't he just say something?

Groaning again he kicks himself for the hundredth time. Why does this have to be so hard?

He had the perfect opportunity and he blew it. He fuckin' blew it.

Abhishek's still in this same position, continuously berating himself, when Manisha finally emerges from the shower. He keeps his eyes shut because he can't bear to even look at her.

Especially wet, likely wrapped in a towel with beads of water dripping from the ends of her perfect fuckin' hair.

Why does she have to be so perfect?

'Abhishek?'

Her voice.

It's almost angelic and it breaks him from his numbness if only for a moment.

He doesn't open his eyes, he still can't bear to - seeing her right now would only make everything worse.

'Sogaya kya?'

He can feel her standing over him even though his eyes are closed.

Maybe if he pretends he's asleep she'll sleep too and they can talk about all of this in the morning.

'Nahi.. Nahi So raha'

'Oh' she giggles. 'Humein laga intezar karte karte sogaya hoga. '

Surprisingly she doesn't sound upset at all. Obviously she wasn't hoping he'd tell her he was in love with her, it was likely all in his own head.

Oh well, problem solved then.

'Tujhe garam pani se nahana tha na?'

He thought maybe she'd come out and declare her undying love for him and they'd fuck in the small yet comfy motel bed, but that obviously won't be happening. He was a fool to ever think it would.