He forgets her birthday

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Summary: Manisha've always had a complicated relationship with her birthday, but Abhishek's always there to comfort her. Until he isn't.

Manisha never really liked her birthday.

For as long as Manisha could remember, she could sense thelooming feeling of dread and unease each year as the date drew closer. She don't know what itwas exactly, maybe it was because of how she were raised, maybe it was just a quirk of herpersonality, but whatever the reason, she could never shake the feeling of guilt, as if she were aburden to those around her.

Over the years though, she had been lucky enough to find a circle of people that, while they might not fully understand her feelings on the subject, made a point to make sure she felt special and remind her of how much they cared for her whenever that fateful day rolled around.

One of the best at this was Abhishek.

Abhishek had always had a particular knack for being able to read her emotions and understood Her feelings about her birthday, he wasn't exactly fond of his either, but that didn't stop him from worrying whenever he noticed Manisha growing more quiet and withdrawn as it approached.

He never pressured manisha to share what was going on in her mind in those times, but he always found little ways to let her know that he was there for her and to show how much he loved her.

It was never anything super elaborate; last year, the two of them just went to the movies, because he knew there was a particular film she'd been dying to see.

It never really mattered to Manisha what she did though, so long as they were together, they were happy.

Though, time together had been rather hard to come by the past few months.

Abhishek had been busier than ever, traveling and working relentlessly in preparation for his new album. Most nights he was holed up at the studio til 2 or 3 in the morning working on songs.

Manisha worried about him over extending himself, but he assured her that he had it all undercontrol, that he was able to keep up with everything.

It was another one of those late nights at the studio as he sat hunched over his soundboardwhen the sound of his phone finally managed to break through his hyperfocus.

Glancing at his phone, he face pulled into a slight frown as he read the text notification from Elvish.

Elvish:-"How's manisha?"

Abhi:-"Fine, I think. Why??" He sent back, confused by the random question.

Elvish:- "Idk, she just seemed a bit down earlier when I sent a happy b-day msg"

"Her birthday's not till tomorrow-
"Oh fuck." He swore out loud, checking the date on with a sink stomach as he realized hishorrible mistake.

Jumping to his feet, he felt his heart drop again at the sight of the time on his phone screen.

10:02pm.

"Fuck." He cursed again, nearly running down the hall to the elevators. He couldn't believe he'dmixed up the days so badly. How could he have fucked up something like this?

Had you realized yet? Most likely, he hadn't heard anything from her since her usual morning texts. She must've been so upset, how was he ever going to make up for this to her?

He practically ran up the stairs to Manisha's apartment, knocking frantically on the door and begging that she weren't so mad that she wouldn't answer.

As soon as Manisha opened the door, he tackled her in a crushing bear hug.

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