Stolen Heart

Dominant Sara!

After breakfast,
Shubman heads into the bathroom to freshen up, placing his clothes on the bed. As he finishes taking a shower, he realizes that he forgot to bring the towel into the bathroom and so he starts calling out for her.

Shubman (he shouts, his voice echoing through the empty room): Sara!!!! Sara!! Aren't you in the room?

After a few moments, Sara comes to the room looking a bit puzzled.

Sara (she asks, making her way towards him): Yeah, what happened?

Shubman (points to the towel on the bed): Could you pass me the towel? I left it somewhere on the bed.

Sara (playfully raises an eyebrow): Well, you called me all the way from downstairs just to get the towel?

Shubman: I didn't realize you weren't in the room.

Sara: Couldn't you have grabbed it yourself?"

Shubman (chuckles): Uhh... What do I say? I love calling your name.

Sara (smirks): I'm not giving you the towel.

Shubman: Kyu?

Sara: Come out like that only.

Shubman: You want me to come out without the towel?

Sara: Yeah, stop pretending like I haven't seen anything before.

Shubman: Yeah but just give me the towel.

Sara: No! I will not.

Shubman: What's on your mind? Give it na.

Sara: Someone was complaining about me being unromantic, last day.

Shubman: Oh but you're never so obedient. So just give it to me.

Sara (hands it to him): Alright, alright. Here's your towel, Mr. Helpless.

Shubman: I'll show you how helpless I am once I get out of here.

Sara: We'll see.

Sara, sensing an opportunity for some playful revenge, decides to take up the challenge. She quickly heads downstairs to the laundry room and discreetly hides Shubman's clothes in the washing machine, without starting the cycle.

As Shubman steps out of the bathroom, water glistening on his chiseled abs, Sara can't help but smile mischievously. Shubman notices her grin.

Shubman: Why are you smiling like that? What's going on?

Sara (trying to hide her excitement): Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the view, Mr. Abs.

She playfully pokes his wet, glistening skin.

Shubman (feeling confident and determined to prove himself, smirks): Well, I'll show you just how capable I am.

He wraps his arm around Sara's waist, pulling her closer.

Shubman: So, you were calling me helpless, huh?

Sara blushes, her cheeks turning a rosy shade. She gently places her hand on his chest.

Sara: So, you're saying that you're not helpless?

Shubman (chuckles softly, his thumb tracing circles on her back): Am I?

Sara: You'll get the answer.

Shubman: What are you upto? Did you do something?

Sara (shrugs innocently): I don't know. Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. Guess you'll have to find out. I'm downstairs. All the best!

But he doesn't let her go. Infact, he holds her even tighter, his lips finding their way to her neck for a sweet and passionate kiss. Sara playfully pushes him away, giggling as she does so. With a mischievous smile, she heads downstairs, leaving Shubman longing for more.

Shubman: Sara yaaaarr!!!

Shubman's eyes widen as he scans the room, searching for his clothes. He looks under the bed, behind the curtains, and even in the closet, but they're nowhere to be found. A mischievous grin spreads across his face as he realizes that Sara must have hidden them on purpose.
As Shubman frantically searches for his clothes, his voice echoes through the house, calling out for Sara.

Shubman: Sara! Sara! Where are my clothes?

Sara: God!!! Jitne frequently tum mujhe bula rahe ho na, mujhe lagta hai ki we should get married.

Shubman: Kar lete hai phir.. mujhe problem nahi hai...

Sara: Achha? Kyu bula rahe ho waise?

Shubman: Where are my clothes?

Sara: I'm wearing them.

Shubman: Hein? Sachhi?

Sara: Have you lost it?

Shubman: Toh kaha hai phir?

Sara, feeling mischievous and wanting to tease Shubman a bit, playfully responds from downstairs.

Sara: Shubman, I have no idea where your clothes are. Did you check the washing machine?

She can't help but giggle, enjoying the moment of light-hearted irritation.

Shubman's voice grows louder, filled with a mix of frustration and amusement.

Shubman: Don't tell me you put my clothes in the washing machine!

Sara: I don't know. Wear something else na.

Shubman: No! I want them only.

Sara: Then come down and check.

Shubman: Breakfast in bed ka asar hai kya? Prankster kyu ban gayi ho subah subah?

Sara: Haa shayad!!

Shubman (comes down): Alright, alright, Sara! I get it. You're having fun at my expense. But seriously, where did you put my clothes? I need to get dressed!

Sara: Khud dhundh lo...

As Shubman stands there in front of Sara, dripping wet and wrapped in a towel, he playfully looks at Sara.

Shubman (raises an eyebrow, a mischievous grin on his face): Hey, do you want me to be shirtless all day? First, you were not going to give me the towel, and now you've hidden my clothes. What are your intentions, Miss Girlfriend?

Sara (with a twinkle in her eye): I can't complain about having this view ever! Stay like this, please.

Shubman (chuckles and flexes his muscles): Well, if you insist....

But before Shubman could say anything else, Sara surprises him by coming closer and pushing him gently toward the cupboard.
Sara comes more close to Shubman, her lips almost touching his ear. Shubman's heart races, thinking she's about to kiss him. But instead, she whispers something softly, her warm breath tickling his skin.

Sara (whispers): It's in the washing machine. I just wanted to annoy you.

Shubman: Woaahh!! Sara!! I love this side of you.

Sara (steps back): Haha!! Are you annoyed?

Shubman: I can never be annoyed for what you just did. I really liked the dominant Sara. And about the pranks, uhmmm....

Sara (laughs): I get it. Haha!! But you're too cute. Didn't feel like annoying you more.

Shubman: I know you've got a cute and hot boyfriend.

To be continued...

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Quick disclaimer: This story is a fanfiction. The events happening in the story can be different from the reality.

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