Haseena's POV continues,
I looked at Anubhav and ran to washroom as I was unable to face this moment. I went inside the washroom and tried to turn on the shower knob but failed as it got jammed. I decided to call Anubhav to fix it.
" Anubhav zara aaiye na, kuch kaam hai.", I called for him shouting.
"Kya hua?" , he asked in the same tone.
" Aaiye na jaldi"
He came and got inside the washroom and by mistake we locked the door but we didn't realise at that time. Anubhav tried to turn on the shower knob several times and at last it happened when we both tried. The shower turned on in the latest speed and they both got drenched. Anubhav held my shoulder and looked into her brown eyes but me the shiest baby ever looked down in shyness. Anubhav touched on my chin to get a eye contact. He literally kissed me on my forehead at that moment as well. I hugged him tightly and placed my head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me to calm me . With help of his one hand he turned off the shower knob.
" Haseena, you have to change your dress or else you will get sick. Mai ja Raha hu tum change karlo."
He left me and the washroom. I touched my forehead where he had just kissed me. I turned on the shower again and sat down under that. The water flowed down through my body and my eyes closed. I was remembering the moments we spent together. But Haseena , stopp itt! You can't love someone! Love gives nothing but pain but what if the person is rightt?? I don't know and right now I really don't have time to think.
I turned off the shower knob and changed into a kurta set. I came out of the washroom to find out Anubhav scrolling his phone... Insta maybe. I was about to stand behind him to see what was he doing but omg he looked at me and couldn't get his eyes off me maybe.
" Ye kurta kaha se khareeda tumne?"
" Kyu? Humne nahi khareeda shadi ke tohfe me Mila tha."
" Kaun hai Bhai? Shadi me kurta set woh bhi itni bakwas design. Ek minute idhar aao."
Confused me, being obedient did what he told me to do.
He tested the cloth of the kurta.
" First of all kurta itna tight hai aur kapda... Garmi warmi feel nahi hota na tumhe. Aur you were on your periods, right? Toh ye tight sa kyu pehna hai? Jao change karke aao. Oh ek minute ruko"
He got up from the place and opened his cupboard to take out clothes which were for me.
" Ye lo", he handed me a pink tshirt and black joggers.
" Ye kyu?"
" Uncomfortable ho toh pehenne ki jarurat nahi hai ", he said halfheartedly.
" Nahi nahi , mazak kar rahi thi bas . Vaise khareeda kab aapne?"
" Can't you see the size? That's mine. "
" It won't fit me, yaar."
" Acchi lagogi , change karke aao."
I went into washroom and changed my clothes and came out.
" Am I looking decent?"
" Arre yaar, decent? Beauty queen lag Rahi ho .", he said and did the ' najar utaarne wala step' .
I giggled and cupped his face and got my laugh turned down.
He was laughing but his smile faded as well.
I think he didn't even get my intentions as I didn't even knew. But I crazily wanted to have a kiss that too on lips as If I'm craving for it. I think it's one of the side effects of mood swings . I did what I wanted.
I stood on my toes and pressed my lips on his giving him a 440 volt's shock. But , understanding my intentions maybe, he too joined. We kissed until we were at loss of breath. Yeahh, we broke it on lack of oxygen. I looked down and stood normally.
Anubhav's POV:-
I can't believe that we kissed and that too on her insistence. She lowered her eye sight and was blushing too hard , I was doing the same by the way. To make the situation normal, I decided to kiss on her forehead. Getting the perfect courage, I cupped her face and looked into her dark brown eyes and kissed her forehead then. We got into an embrace and she was just snuggling her face in my chest. I tightened the grip and the moment was created already.
POV ends.
Time passed and they both, after getting freshen up, were in the kitchen.
Haseena's POV:-
" Aaj khana hum banayenge , Hasi . Tum fikr mat karo."
" Fikr , Hindi se sidha Urdu ke lafz? Kya baat hai janab , Aaj kuch special hai kya?"
" Haa, hai na, Mera birthday" , he said smilingly.
" Arre kya mazak kar rahe hai Anubhav."
" Nahi sachme birthday hai na Mera Aaj. Date check Karo na, it's 7th December."
" Oh , sorry , I didn't know it. By the way , Happy Birthday Anubhav. "
" Thank you aur haa sorry bolne ki jarurat nahi hai ."
" Waise aapka birthday hai to Maa nahi hai iss baat ka bura to nahi lag raha na aapko ?"
" No"
" Aapka birthday hai , to fir aap kyu khana banayenge Aaj? Hum banate hai na."
" Nahi, ekdam nahi. Chup chap yaha (pointing towards the kitchen slab) baitho aur mujhe instruct Karo."
" Ok baba. Thik hai . Vaise can I ask you a question?"
" Puchiye par usse pehle bataiye kya khaegi?"
" Aapka birthday hai, aapne pasand ka kuch bana lijiye."
" Ok. Kuch puch rahi thi tum, pucho."
He , after wearing the apron, was about to go to take out utensils but I stopped him by holding his wrist. He looked at me.
" Kya kar Rahi ho, Haseena? Bohot Sara kaam pada hai. Bhook lagi hai, yaar."
" Shh. Do minute chup nahi reh sakte aap.", I said while placing my index finger on his lips.
He looked at me with widen eyes.
" Itni bhi Sundar nahi hu Mai Jo aap tarte rahenge.", I said while blushing.
He took my finger in his hands and kissed on it.
" Mujhe nahi pata tha ki periods me itne bhi mood swings hote hai. Btw I am in love with it.", he said in his husky voice while leaving my hand . Then he kissed on my earlobe.
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Next Part:- Dinner Together ❤️✨🧿
