𝐘𝐞𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐢 𝐀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞

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Ｔ𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 17: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙶𝚞𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚢𝚊-𝚁𝚘𝚑𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛?

"What's so precious about this paper, Aru?" Ayan's voice was a gentle, his hand reaching out as if to bridge the gap between them. Arohi shook her head, and turned around her fingers tightening around the paper, guarding it like a fragile secret.

Ayan sigh, his fingers running through his hair in a gesture of exasperation. Each step he took closer to her seemed to echo rhythm of her heart beat. Her chest pop up and Back to herself.

Standing behind her, Ayan's presence felt both comforting and suffocating, his warm breath teasing the nape of her neck. Arohi's pulse quickened, her senses overwhelmed by the his imposing figure. Her hand clutch on Her kurta, sucking her Lower lip with her incisors.

"Why won't you show me, Arohi?" Ayan's voice was a soft murmur, laced with genuine concern. But Arohi remained still.

With a playful twinkle in his eyes, Ayan leaned in closer, his voice a teasing whisper against her ear. "Is it a sketch of your Lover,Let me see!" Arohi's cheeks flushed crimson as she shook her head, her gaze averted in embarrassment.

She quickly hides the paper behind her back, a playful glint in her eyes. He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he gestures for her to hand it over. She slowly shakes her head, her hair falling softly around her face. Ayan's lip curled.

Ayan steps closer, his eyes locked onto hers, and reaches for the paper from her left. With a graceful twirl, she spins to the right, evading his grasp, She raises her Brow and passes a Glare. The room is filled with a charged silence, the only sound their light breaths and The giggles of Her Payal.

He shifts his stance, moving to her right, but she anticipates his move and spins left, her giggle ringing like a sweet melody. Ayan sighs deeply, a blend of amusement. He steps forward, feigning a move to the left, and as she darts to the right, he quickly wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her close, His Hand Teases her waist.

Her breath catches as his touch sends a shiver down her spine. The paper crinkles slightly behind her back, but neither of them notices. They are lost in the moment, the playful chase giving way to a tender silence. She looks up at him, her eyes sparkling with a mix of surprise and something 𝐷𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟...

In all Attempting to flee, she only to find herself
Held by him, His Grips Loosen, as He he takes step closer, Making her Take steps backward until trapped against the wall and him. Her breath hitched as she met his gaze, the intensity of his stare rendering her speechless.

"Ayan," she whispers, her voice barely audible.

"Arohi," Ayan's voice was tender, his fingers delicately prying the paper from her grasp, a soft gasp escaped her lips, his eyes widening in worry.

Ayan's fingers delicately traced the edge of the paper, With each passing moment, his curiosity battled

As he began to unroll the paper, a silent prayer escaping her lips. But just as he was about to unveil the sketch, he hesitated, his hand frozen in mid-air. He looked at Arohi Who was mumbling to herself, He paused as if Some kinda magic forced him.

He let the paper be on his other hand, as he lean to Rest his arm against the wall, he leaned in closer to Arohi, leaving very few to pass air. his playful smile was Uncontrollable as He looked at her. In that moment, he found himself captivated by her, it stirred something deep within him.

For the first time, he truly absorbed her, her Brown hair Smelled like Cherry, That Mole Looked even more charming today, her cheeks were flushed No sigh of flaw, Her lashes were curled and her eye balls Moving behind her close eyes, His gaze fell down to her hand gripping on her Clothe and another one Crossing the finger.