🌸𝔇𝔬𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢🌸 (Completed )

Chapter 19- Homecoming

Adishh pov.

I came back to our apartment and picked adhya, we planned to take train towards our hometown. But due to kiran sudden health complications we both miss the train and our last option and only option was bus.

"Is everything okay?" She asked.

"Kiran had a sudden break down. The doctors are running some tests. I need to focus on the case now. It's the only way we can get justice for him."

"I understand, and I'm here for you. We will get through this together." Adhya assured.

I hugged her tightly, grateful to have her by my side.

"Thank you, Boo bear. I'm so lucky to have you."

As we made our way to the bus stop, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread, unsure of what the future held for us. But with Adhya's support, I knew we could overcome any challenge that came our way.

Adhya and I were crammed into a non-AC bus, which was so crowded that finding a comfortable spot to sit was impossible. We found ourselves standing, squeezed among a sea of passengers.

Suddenly, she winced. "Oh shit, my hand hurts," she murmured under her breath.

"Where, babe? Let me see," I responded, concerned.

"Somebody's pressing on my hand. It's really hurting. Adi, do something," she said, her frustration evident.

"It's not my fault," he replied, a bit defensively, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"It is your fault. You're the one who booked these tickets," she countered.

Trying to diffuse the situation, I suggested, "Hey, let's not argue. Here, hold my hand." I took her hand in mine, hoping to offer some comfort.

"Are you feeling any better now?" I asked.

"Not really," she replied, her cheeks slightly flushed from the discomfort.

"What's wrong this time?" I asked, my patience wearing thin.

"Adi, I'm really thirsty. Could you get me a bottle of water?" she requested.

Sighing, I said, "Alright, give me your wallet then."

"Why do I have to pay? You're the one who booked this bus ride," she protested.

"Because you're the girlfriend. It's your duty to take care of your boyfriend," I replied, half-joking, trying to lighten the mood.

"Fine, take it," she huffed, handing over her wallet with a hint of reluctance.

I navigated through the crowded bus to the shop, only to be greeted by a long line. It took an agonizing while to finally get a bottle of water.

"Here you go," I said, offering the bottle to her.

"It's about time. You took forever," she remarked, clearly frustrated.

"Sorry, the line was incredibly long," I explained.

"I'm so tired," she sighed, resting her head against my shoulder.

"Just a few more hours, and we'll be there," I reassured her, trying to stay optimistic despite the exhausting journey and the relentless crowd that showed no signs of thinning.

"Are you tired, Boo Bear?" I asked her, gently squeezing her hand for comfort.

"I am so tired," she admitted, barely stifling a yawn, signaling the exhaustion from our journey.

"I think I'm going to sleep for a bit. Wake me up when we get there," she murmured, already drifting towards slumber.

"Alright, sleep well," I whispered, offering a smile as she closed her eyes and snuggled closer to me, seeking solace in my presence.

As she fell asleep, I couldn't help but gaze at her. Her face, serene and beautiful in rest, stirred a warmth in my heart. Overwhelmed by affection, I gently kissed her crown. Unexpectedly, she woke up, her eyes wide with a mix of love and surprise.

"How dare you kiss me?" she teased, feigning indignation.

"I just love my girl, and I'm sorry," I smiled sheepishly, caught in the act but not regretting it.

"Fine, but just this time," she relented, a soft smile playing on her lips before she settled back into my shoulder, quickly succumbing to sleep once more.

Eventually, we reached our destination, well past the expected time. It was already 11 pm, and both our fathers were waiting at the bus stop, concern etched on their faces due to the late hour.

"Hello, papa. How are you?" I greeted my father, embracing him in a tight hug, relieved to be safely off the bus.

"I'm fine, but you're late," Shekar uncle, her father, remarked, his tone laced with worry but also relief at seeing us.

Adhya quickly jumped into the conversation to explain our tardiness. "So, we missed our train and had to take the bus instead. That's why we're late," she explained, hoping to alleviate any concerns.

"It's okay. Let's go home. I'm just so happy to see you both safe," Shekar uncle said, his smile warm and welcoming as he looked at us. Despite the ordeal of our journey, the welcoming faces of our fathers made all the discomfort fade away, reminding us of the comfort and love waiting at home.

"It's so good to be back," I sighed with a profound sense of relief as I crossed the threshold into our family home.

"Welcome, my boy," maa greeted me, her arms open wide as she pulled me into a warm embrace.

"Hey, maa. How are you?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her in return, the familiar scent of home filling me with comfort.

"I'm doing good, Adi. It's so nice to have you back," she replied, her voice laced with happiness and relief.

"We've prepared dinner. Let's have a meal together," Maa suggested, leading the way to the dining area.

"Yes, I'm starving. The hotel food was terrible," I admitted, the thought of home-cooked food making my mouth water in anticipation.

After indulging in a delicious dinner that only home cooking can provide, the warmth of the meal and the company rejuvenated us. With content hearts and full stomachs, we all headed to our respective rooms, ready to end the day embraced by the comfort of our own beds, under the roof of a place we could call home.

I heard a knock on my door, and it was none other than Advish. Without a second thought, he blurted out, "Are you dating Adhya?" I choked on his sudden question, caught completely off guard.

"Bro, what are you talking about?" I managed to sputter, trying to feign ignorance.

"You heard me right. Are you dating Adhya or not?" he pressed, his gaze intense and unwavering.

"Go and ask her," I deflected, not wanting to lie but also not ready to confirm his suspicions directly.

"Okay, then. I will ask her tomorrow. And one more thing, we're going to the temple tomorrow, and Adhya's family will be joining us as well," he added, changing the subject abruptly.

"Good night," he said, leaving as suddenly as he had arrived.

I couldn't sleep the whole night, tossing and turning as I thought about what he said. The idea of him finding out about our relationship worried me—not because of the revelation itself, but because of the keep shut, and his silence is very expensive.  I texted Adhya a simple "Good night" and finally found some peace, drifting off to sleep after the day's exhausting travels.

The next morning, I woke up to sunlight streaming through the window, a new day promising fresh beginnings and unforeseen challenges.

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