The girls spent the rest of the shopping while the boys followed them carrying the shopping bags.
They had plans of a bonfire tonight but it started raining so they had to stay in.
Idhika went to her room to find her phone charger. She searched through her drawers but finally found it entangled in the bedsheets.
Her gaze fell on something and she frowned seeing Darsh's bracelet there. Picking it up she walked to his room and entered after knocking once.
"I found this in my room. But ye waha kaise aaya?"
She said forwarding it to him. He took it from her and smiled.
"Raat ko gir gaya hoga. When I put you to bed."
She nodded but then he smirked naughtily and whispered.
"Or maybe when you pulled me down on top of you."
Her eyes widened and she blinked trying to make it seem like her imagination. But the smirk was still there.
"I-what?"
He nodded and she took a deep breath.
"It's time for me to leave the band and take sanyaas."
She said and turned to leave. He held her wrist and pulled her back making her back collide with his chest.
He nuzzled his nose in her neck and whispered.
"That's not it. You asked me if I wanted to be your man."
Idhika closed her eyes at his actions.
"You know what I answered?"
She turned her face to look at him and he said.
"If that's what you want. Then yes."
She gulped and he turned her and pulled her into his chest. He cupped her face and his eyes drifted to her lips. He looked back into her eyes again.
"You asked me to kiss you."
She looked at his lips, licked hers and then asked in a slow whisper.
"Did you?"
He shook his head and she felt disappointed seep in. The answer was clear. He didn't have those feelings for her.
Before her thoughts could go further, she heard his desperate whisper.
"I did not. Not because I did not want to. But because you weren't in the sense to give proper consent. Ask me again Idhika. Ask me kiss to you again. Please!"
The need, want, urgency was clear in his tone and the love and longing in his eyes.
"Darsh! Kiss m-"
She couldn't even complete her sentence and he was already kissing her. The moment their lips touched a low moan escaped both of their lips.
He didn't kiss her like he had wanted to since a long time. He kissed her as if he'd never get to kiss her ever again. As if this was his only chance.
He massaged her nape and clutched her waist. She held his bicep and shoulder.
He held her waist and picked her up making her round her legs around his waist.
She looked at him and blushed when he sat on the couch with her straddling him.
He threaded his fingers in her hair and kissed her again. She pushed his chest when she felt the need to breathe.
She bit her lip and he cupped her face making her look into his eyes.
