His To Love(Short Stories)

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" Hello to you too, boyfriend." She said with a smile and he connected their lips for a toe-curling kiss, again.

"I missed you so much." She confessed once they pulled away.

"Yn, baby, you were literally missing from me. A piece of me I cannot help but part with." Shubman said stressing the word 'from'.

Yn's eyes welled at his sincere words and she immediately pulled him in for a hug.

"Kya hua? Itni pareshan kyu ho?" Shubman asked as he wrapped his left hand tightly around her waist.

"Thi. Aab nhi hu" her voice came out muffled but he understood her nonetheless.

"Achaa ji? Aisa kya ho gya abhi? Shubman teasingly posed the question.

"Aapka deedar." Yn said and earned a hearty laugh from him.

Yn sniffed in his scentn and decided to break their hug. She gave him a smile and got one in return.

"Are you okay?" Shubman asked.

"Way better" she replied.

"Wanna go home?" He asked as he took her hand and intertwined their finger.

" I also want to buy cannot. It's not even been an hour since I arrived." She and Shubman nodded.

" I haven't meet anyone either. How about we socialise for another hour and then we'll leave?" Shubman suggested and she nodded with a tired smile.

"I'll leave first, you come out after a couple of minutes." Yn instructed as she fixed her hair and saree.

" Aap jaisa bole" Shubman said and Yn chuckled giving him a kiss on his cheek.

She exited the powder room and as planned, Shubman got out after 2-3 minutes.

Ever since Shubman and Yn started dating, they decided to not make their relationship public until they feel comfortable. Even on parties like these, they try not to talk to anyone from the others industry and especially each other.

After what felt like years, those 60 minutes passed and Yn bid her farewell to Shanaya.

"Thankyou so much for the invite. It was a great party but I'll take my leave now." Yn said as she hugged Shanaya.

" Don't be formal. Thankyou for attending babe. See you soon." Shanaya said with a warm smile.

"Bye. See you." Yn said and quickly exited Shanaya's mension.

She called Akshay, her driver and spotted her car soon. Paparazzis were still outside the mansion who immediately started clicking her pictures. She didn't have it in her to stop for photos so she simply walked to her car and got in.

" Akshay bhau, Ghar gheuna ja." She said to her driver in Marathi, which is her mother tongue and he nodded in reply. Yn's mother tongue is Hindi but she has picked up basic Marathi sentence who resides in Mumbai can speak enough Marathi to get through their daily life.

She pulled out her phone immediately dialled Shubman's number. He answered after a ring.

"Hello, I have left the party. I'm going to my place right now." She said.

"Okay. I'll leave in 20. See you there." Shubman replied.

Yn got home and the first thing she did was to undressing and then hopping in shower. She loved taking cold showers at night and that was exactly what she needed to take her mind off the upsetting conversation she had with Rahul Modi earlier.

She walked to the kitchen and pulled her favourite chamomile tea bag from the cabinet above. After filling a pot with some water, she put it on the stove and waited for the water to boil.