HALF HER DEEN

14. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒐? 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒙 𝒊𝒕?

Birds chirped in the morning air as I arranged the breakfast I ordered for Hassan and I. It was a bright day and the room was already illuminated and it wasn't even nine o'clock yet.

After our Fajr prayers, hassan being uncharacteristically quiet had gone back to bed and he was still there, which again was not like him at all.

I just finished laying everything out on the table when hassan sluggishly walked into the sitting room of our suite.

"Hey sweetheart" He greeted walking over to give me a hug and forehead kiss.

"Hey" I reply softly as I hugged him back but tightened my hold on him when he tried to pull away.

"Okay?" I enquired. My mind was still racing with questions about the early hours of the morning. I was still haunted by the look in his eyes.

"I'm alright baby, I just... It's nothing to worry about. I had a bad dream and was shaken up about. Nothing to it" He responded as he looked everywhere but at my face. His posture stiff and uneasy.

A bad dream? That would explain how shaken up he was. And he's probably uncomfortable because he doesn't want to tell me what his dream was about.

"Alhamdulilah then" I responded giving out a sigh of relief as I grabbed his hand and pulled him down to sit beside me.

I grabbed a pancake off the plate and spread some chocolate in it then held it up to Hassan's mouth whispering bismillah and he said the same as he took a bite off of it. He wriggled his thick dark eyebrows as I also took a bite off the same area resulting in me blushing and giving him a light shove.

I got a plate that came in with the breakfast tray and served Hassan and myself breakfast, accompanied by glasses of orange juice. As we began eating, I tuned in the television and accessed Netflix to indulge in watching Harry Potter. However, after a brief moment, I noticed that Hassan wasn't eating at all ; instead, he seemed absorbed in contemplation, absently shifting the food on his plate.

I put my plate down and grabbed hold of his, startling him in the process as I playfully said, "If you wanted me to feed you, all you had to do was ask"

He stared intently at me, his eyes swirling with emotion as his cheeks tinted a light pink, giving out a light chuckle.

And that was how I fed hassan his breakfast while we watched harry potter together with me being a nerd by reciting my favorite parts of the dialogue word for word. Hassan was once again being unusually quiet.

"Nur Ayn?" Hassan called from beside me when the Deathly hallows part 1 ended.

"Na'am" I responded turning to face him.

"Can we...can we stay inside for the day?" He asked while looking at his fingers that were resting on my lap.

I felt my face twist into confusion as i took in his words. Stay inside? This came as a shock to me because he was the most excited for us to go out today and explore the Louvre museum as he was a history geek. He couldn't stop talking about it yesterday morning.

He noticed the look on my face and gave out an exhausted sigh as he rubbed his face roughly, " I'm sorry I'm being such a downer, I just don't have the energy today. I already feel exhausted and the day has just begun"

"Hassan, are you coming down with a cold or something?" I asked worriedly, as I took his hands in mine.

He hesitated as he replied, "Probably that now that I think about it" He must already feel bad about canceling our day out but all I really cared about was him getting better.