Avishikta's pov
I felt something heavy on my stomach and opened my eyes and the sight in front of my eyes was worth losing Everything. Raj is sleeping with a small smile. His head is on my stomach and he's holding me like a baby. I don't know why his touch Never feels uncomfortable or unfamiliar. I was caressing his hair with a smile and he opened his eyes and tilted his head a little looked at me with a frown and slept again. Oh my god, how cute someone can be?
"Uth bhi jao aab shaam hone wali hai" I said and he hummed in his sleep which was hot.
"Mhmmmm" his sleepy voice, it's more relaxed than usual, Him being sleepy also means I know he's relaxed and comfortable with me.
"You know I always had difficulty with sleep, but whenever you are near me, I get a good sleep" he said glancing at me with a smile.
Does he know his smile makes me feel happy? It makes me feel safe. It makes me feel that everything is good and I'm having the best time of my life.
"Say it," he said.
"Huh? What?" I asked as I didn't know what he was talking about.
"Whatever you're thinking" he said sitting beside me.
"My heart relaxes when it sees your smile," I said looking straight into his eyes.
He smiled and chuckled happily and even my face lit up with an enchanting smile.
"Your smile makes me feel so good," I said caressing his face.
He chuckled happily again, saying, "Well, I'm glad my smile can have such an effect on you. It makes me happy to know that my smile can make such an impact on you, wifey"
We both share a playful smile and embrace each other tenderly.
"Can I kiss you, Raj?" I asked but I don't know why I did. Of course, because you want to kiss him shikta, oh my god calm down.
"I would love nothing more than to be kissed by you." He pulled me closer and caressed my face tenderly, before leaning in and placing his lips on mine, gently at first, and then increasingly more passionately. Our tongues explore each other's mouths passionately and we embrace each other tightly, as if never wanting to let go. Our breath catches and our hearts pound in a rhythmic beat. I kissed him back hungrily, the passion radiating between us making us both shudder with pleasure. I was out of breath so I tapped on his back. He pulled back with a grin, his breath coming in sharp gasps.
He asked me with a teasing grin, "Out of breath already?"
I couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Well, I just couldn't help myself. I wanted to feel your lips on mine again. I couldn't get enough."
We both laugh and embrace again, this time more gently, relishing in the intimacy and love we share. His phone rang and he pulled back.
"Yes Raghav" he said, his expression was a mixture of shock and anger. It's clear on his face when he gets the call and the news, his brows are deeply furrowed and his mouth is set in a tight line. As he listens to what's happened, his expression becomes increasingly tense as he takes in the full seriousness of the situation, he cuts the call and sighs closing his eyes, rubbing his temple.
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Romance"To all the people who are scared of being vulnerable, who are scared to see their weak self. you can fall someone will catch you, and that person will make sure that you're safe in their arms."