Seeing the mark on his neck blush creeped across her cheeks..
A: chehra toh dekho apna.. tamatar ki tarah laal ho gayi ho.. he teased her..
I: AVM.. aap bhi na.. Ishqi swatted his arm playfully..
Taking charge, Ahaan gestured towards the closet..
A: achha ab jao, tum closet mein dress up kar lo.. mai yahi ready ho jaata hu..
Ishqi nodded, her smile lingering. She slipped into a simple, elegant kurta, the fabric cool against her skin. Meanwhile, Ahaan slipped into a crisp white shirt and pants.
As Ishqi emerged from the closet, a sense of domesticity settled over the room. She paused, reaching for the vermillion box on the dresser. Before she could apply it, Ahaan stood beside her, a playful glint in his eyes. He dipped his finger into the crimson liquid, applying a small dot of vermillion on her hair parting.
"Perfect" he murmured, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead.
Ishqi closed her eyes, savoring the tenderness of his touch. A feeling of contentment filled her chest.
I: aapki hu.. perfect toh lagna hi hai.. she replied, her voice barely a whisper.
Ahaan smiled, his gaze holding a depth of love that made her heart skip a beat.
A: tum toh already perfect ho.. Ishqi.. (he replied, his voice husky with emotion) but this.. (he gestured to the vermillion on her hair parting) this makes you even more perfect.. by being mine..
Their moment of intimacy was interrupted by a discreet knock on the door. The breakfast Ahaan had ordered had arrived. Ahaan excused himself, returning a moment later with a tray laden with steaming dishes and fresh fruit.
They settled onto the bed, as Ishqi fed Ahaan morsels of paratha, her eyes sparkling with affection. He, in turn, returned the gesture feeding her with love..
Ishqi giggled as Ahaan savored the bite of paratha she had fed him, his eyes widening in delight.
A: haye.. Ishqi, tumhare haath mein jaadu hai.. kitne tasty parathe banaaye hai tumne..
I: kuch bhi ha..? aapko pata hai yemaine nahi banaaye.. hotel se mangwaaye hai.. mai sirf khilaa rahi hu aapko.. she replied, downplaying his compliment.
Ahaan shook his head, his smile widening.
A: wahi toh.. tum itne pyaar se khilaa rahi ho.. isliye zyaada tasty lag raha hai.. aur jitna tum mujhse pyaar karti ho na.. utna hi pyaar mai bhi tumse karta hu Ishqi.. shayad us se bhi zyaada..
His words, filled with sincerity and emotion, sent a flutter through Ishqi's heart. She gazed into his eyes, seeing the depth of his love reflected back at her.
Ahaan leaned closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper that sent shivers down her spine.
A: and u know what..? kal raat jab tum mujhse lipat kar soyi thi, toh mujhe aisa laga jaise puri duniya sirf hum dono hi hai.. (he paused, his gaze lingering on her lips, before continuing) tumhari baahon mein sote hue, tumhare saans meri saans milte hue, tumhare dil ki dhadkan meri dhadkan ko sunte hue na.. mujhe ye realise hua ki tum meri zindagi ka sabse khubsurat hissa ho, Ishqi.. u are the best thing that has ever happened to me..
Ishqi's heart overflowed with love for this man who had brought so much joy into her life. She reached out, her fingers tracing the contours of his face, her touch gentle and tender..
I: AVM.. (she whispered, her voice barely a breath) aap bhi mere sab kuch ho.. thode der ke liye bhi aap mujhse dur jaate ho na toh bechain ho jaati hu..
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FanfictionIn the bustling cityscape of Delhi, a tale of unspoken love unfolds amidst the backdrop of swirling dreams and the pulse of life's rhythm. She, a spirited soul burdened with concealed emotions, carries a deep affection for him, a connection severed...