TISHNAGI

CHAPTER 9: NAINA

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Coming out of the shower I saw him keeping his pillow and blanket on the sofa.
Noticing my presence he smiled and signalled me to come towards him.
Doing so, I went closer to him and saw him sitting down on the sofa pointing at the first aid box on the table.

I held it and tried giving it to him but he shook his head and pointed at me and then at him.

Sighing I opened the box and took out the medicinal tube and squeezed out some medicine. Signaling him to stay in his place, I bent down to apply the medicine on his forehead.

The bruise had turned blue and I felt bad for my deed. Gently applying the medicine on the bruise, he hissed and I stopped looking at him who was already eyeing me.

"Did it hurt?"

He shook his head and smiled. I knotted my eyebrows in annoyance and started applying the medicine on his forehead again...but this time by applying some pressure. He hissed and caught my wrist.

"Kya ab dard hooa?"
(Did it hurt now?)

I asked passing a sarcastic smile towards him. He hummed and left my wrist. I again started doing my work. A lock of hair fell over my face and I tried removing it from my sight by shaking my head a little.

As he slid a lock of my hair back, a cascade of goosebumps rippled over my skin. His sudden pull made me stumble, and I found myself perched on his lap, my heart pounding in wild anticipation.

"Does this make you shy?" he inquired, a question that echoed my earlier thoughts. I mentally cursed my previous words but decided to see where this would lead.

"No," I replied, attempting to maintain composure.

He gently tucked my hair behind my ear and traced his finger along my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Does this make you tempted?" His other hand slid up my waist, causing my heart to race. In response, I instinctively pushed back slightly, deciding to regain control. I rose, adjusting my attire, yet a lingering warmth and curiosity lingered in the air. Getting up and taking a few steps back, I cleared my throat.

"I think we should take things slow as I am still not comfortable." I said what was in my mind. I looked at him who was listening attentively.

"I know I said, I would accept you and our relationship... so I took the first step and did something." I gulped after finishing my sentence. He stood up and tilted his head in confusion.

I walked towards the cupboard and displayed my work. His face showed amusement as he must have not expected me to do something like that. Coming closer and stopping still keeping a nice distance between us. He smiled as he looked at his clothes nicely hung on the hangers.

"Thank you."

"Are you umm...happy?" I hesitantly asked looking down at my fingers as I fiddled with them.