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🍭13. (P3) Loving my arranged Husband

*Ishan's POV*

I came back in my room, happiness and adrenaline flowing through my body.. It'd been probably about an hour and I was still thinking about the date we had and that I'm really going to marry my crush. 

I was lying in my bed, covered with my blanked when I suddenly heard a knock on my door. 
I didn't respond because whenever it's someone from my family they'd knock once and enter the room without waiting for a reply. 
But someone knocked again. 

I went up to check who it was, opening the door to reveal my soon-to-be husband. 
"Aap yahan aaye kisliye?"
"Aap ne bulaya isliye"
"Aayein hain to kaam bhi bataiye"
"Na,na, pehle zara aap muskuraiye"

His dimples made me smile too, so wide that I couldn't even try and hide it. 
"Kaam to batao"
"Kaam seedha saadha hai"
"Bolo bolo"
"Aji lena ek waada hai"
"Kya?"
"Shaadi ka iraada hai"

I blushed and suddenly closed the door again. 
"Arey, Ishu suno to"

I giggled.
"Pyaar to nibhaaoge"
"Nibhaaungaa"

"Bhool to na jaaoge"
"Na bhoolungaa"

"Doli leke aaoge"
"Aaungaa"

"Shaadi bhi rachaaoge"
"Rachaaungaa"

"Cinema dikhaaoge"
"Dikhaaunga"

"Khana bhi pakaaoge"
"Pakaaungaa"

"Bachhe bhi khilaaoge"
"Khilaaungaa"

"Roz na sataaoge"
"Kabhi nahin"

"Phir toham tumhare hain" I said and smiled to myself. We said all this with the door closed between us. 

He knocked again. 
I opened the door again. 
"Aap yahan aaye, kisliye?"
"Aapne bulaya isliye"
"Ab batao na!"
"Aapke bhaiya ne bheja hai"
"Kyu?"
"To sleep"
"*Gasps* shaadi se pehle kaisi baate karte ho-"
"Aree mera matlab sach mein sleep.."

"Oh... But I won't share my bed"
"Why, Jaan? How will we sleep after marriage then?"
"I dunno... Figure something out. It's my challenge. If you manage to sleep here, in this room, but not on my bed, then I'll marry you"

He smirked.
"Bas itni si baat?"

He went back downstairs and I waited for what he would do.
He came back after a few minutes holding 2 blankets and a pillow.

"2 blankets?"

He didn't reply. He straightened one blanket on the carpeted floor, laid down on it then wore the other blanket.

"Good night, Ishu"
"Are- Shubi.. I wasn't serious... Sleeping on the floor isn't good.."
"No. Ab to main yahin sounga. Jab mere Ishu ne bol diya hai ki vo mujhse tabhi shaadi karega"
"Maan jao, Shubi... It'll hurt you... Main to vaise bhi tumhara hi hun"

"Nope... Sleep, Ishu. Good night"
"Good night..."

I lay back on my bed, trying to get some sleep. I could see Shubman through the little moonlight that was entering my room. He was constantly tossing and turning.

I couldn't sleep either, staring at him the whole time. I still found it hard to believe that he was in my room, let alone my soon-to-be husband.

I could feel he wasn't exactly comfortable, but was trying his best to get some sleep.
I didn't like seeing him struggling like that alone.. and he wasn't even listening when I asked him to join the bed...
So I decided to sleep on the floor too.

I took my pillow and crept inside his blanket. He then suddenly turned around to look at me. I was obviously, definitely NOT blushing.

"Ishu-"
"Shh.. sleep please na, Shubi"
"But Jaan.. it'll hurt your back... Please go back to sleep"
"No, Shubi. How can I? Isn't marriage about this? About sharing all our problems? I won't let you struggle alone. Not now, not ever"