He threaded carefully, testing the waters by pulling her close, close enough to feel her warm breath on his nose. His left hand ran through her soft curls while his right rested on the small of her exposed back. It had been so long since he felt this desire. He wanted to blame her, always biting her lips when she grew nervous and then wearing such a ravishing red sari. But he knew better than that. He knew he'd felt this way when they were in Chennai, her in her messy sweatpants and dishevelled hair. "Abhimanyu, I"- His touch drove her crazy. She wasn't sure she could speak if she tried. Everything in her body was telling her to surrender. He gently grazed her lips with his own, getting a taste, before pulling away and resting their foreheads together. With their eyes shut, they felt the moment together, letting go of the breath held before giggling. They were 18 again, or so it felt. Mahi looked up at him and caught his lips in another kiss, rousing and passionate this time, torn apart by her name on the announcements.
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FanfictionIf love was in Abhimanyu's destiny, he was convinced it was written as a fleeting moment. A shooting star. Life toyed with his heart by giving him an Angel and then tearing her away, time and time again. Life told him he was too imperfect for love...
