In your eyes , I see my future and it's fucking gorgeous.
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↺ Varahi Khurana
❛❛ You don't care what I think or feel ❜❜
↺ Avyaan Singhania
❛❛ Trust me , I don't ❜❜
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Varahi and Avyaan had been married for...
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"What the hell?" Varahi whispered as she tried opening the bathroom door.
The more she tried to not share any word with him , more the situation arises where she has to speak to him.
"Avyaan opened the door," She banged her palm against the door.
God , was this man for real?
Avyaan’s lips twitched as he heard her calling for him , Woman took 25 minutes in total to do her business.
"Open the door" He again heard her but kept sitting on a chair , hearing her.
"Avyaan , never knew you could be this childish," She stated as she continued banging her palm against the door.
Childish?
She said that he was acting childish. Wow.
Avyaan walked towards the bathroom door and unlocked it. Standing right on the entrance, crossing his arms as he looked at his wife. Glancing at him swiftly , she looked down, ignoring him as she tried to bypass him and he let her as he walked in the bathroom washing his hands and discarded his shirt before again walking to the wardrobe. He sat on the chair. Facing the mirror , her back facing him.
Varahi freed her hair from the bun as she took the comb , combining her hair , swiftly looking at his bare self. He stared at her through the mirror continuously , even after she noticed it and their eyes met a number of times.
He couldn't bring himself together to believe what she did inside the bathroom. He just couldn't , it was hard to believe. She just looked too innocent for the explicit thing. Yet again, he found it so funny that he could just assume it just because of how she looked or behaved around.
Gosh.
Varahi moved a little , blocking his sight.
His continuous gaze was making her nervous.
"Can you please get a little side" Avyaan couldn't help but talk to her. As he deliberately emphasised please.
He sighed as she continued minding her own business paying no heed to him.
His lips lifted in a small smirk as he got up and stood right behind her . Resting his arms on her either side , caging her between the dressing table and his body.
Varahi's breath hitched as he leaned and brought his face to her level . Her cheek almost brushed against his as he again looked at her with a playful glint in his eyes.
"I look too good today , haina?" Avyaan breathed as he raised his eyebrows questioning her through the mirror, while she looked for the bindi to match with her attire today. An exquisite Indian outfit.
"This one" Avyaan pointed at the specific bindi, which Varahi almost chose to wear today but her being her , chose another one , adoring her forehead.
"Yaar kitni mean ho tum" Avyaan exclaimed while Varahi applied lipstick, followed by the vermillion at the end . Avyaan patiently waited for her to complete.
