The world lays at his feet but his world is her.
The king bows to no one except his queen.
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" How could I want anyone else when I am only because you are ? I exist for you just as I exist because of you Inayah "
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☆Arhaan's pov☆
I groaned as a sharp pain shoots immediately in my brain as I open my eyes, blinking them slowly. I shakily raise my head, as consciousness creeps back into my foggy mind.
Least to say that this is the aftermath of whatever I did yesterday, that I barely remember. With a heavy sigh, I force my head back into my pillow. Digging myself into it it a little deeper, I don’t know if it’s my mind playing tricks with me but this pillow is literal feels like heaven right now.
A jumbled memory keeps fighting for my attention as I sniff into the sweet scent, why does this feels like a déjà vu?
A rhythmic sound almost lulls me back to sleep, the headache that I once had slowly starts to reduce as if the sudden blissful oblivion I’m in right now, cured my every regret, my every recklessness.
This feels like my own personal haven. I’m trying very hard to get up, too hard. But like a magnetic pull, my every senses are numb. Every tiny details that once I felt a minute ago are now substituted.
Again this feels too similar.
But I’m slowly starting to forget all these mindless questions, just embracing the tranquillity of the moment. It’s like floating above the troubles of the world, a place where worries are forgotten and serenity is all that exists.
Pressing my head a little more, a soft breath fans my head as I slowly start to get aware of every little things surrounding me. Like I said, a déjà vu.
Holy fuck.
I’m- I’m sleeping on-
Yeah, I’m wide awake now. Raising my head a little again from Inayah’s chest, I look at her.
Her skin glows under the soft sunlight peeking out of the curtains, her eyes softly shut, hiding the little hazel flames that ignites my whole being.
The tiny freckles on her nose are more visible now. Aligned like a perfect constellation on her skin, as if stardust sprinkled leaking off them with the goldest colour into my cold darkness. So forbidden, so charming.
I raise my hand to tuck in that lone hair strand behind her ear, my fingers hesitantly grazing her cheeks softly. I swear she’s an angel.
My girl.
My girl.
My girl.
My girl.
My girl.
Someone who feels like home, someone who is too hard not to love.
I close my eyes in despair as a rushed memory of yesterday hits me.
“If- If y-you ever love someone in the future, pick me, choose me, love- uh love me."
