In Another World (Tere Bin)

Under the influence (Ep.:21)

A/N:- This OS is based on episode 21 when meerab finds haya clutching Murtasim's arm.
I had this in my drafts for a little while, just edited it a bit!

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Meerab was frustrated. Rightly so because her irritating , handsome husband was teasing her for all the wrong reasons. Or the right reasons? Who knew?

He was finally physically fit, and she was relieved but along with his health, his flirtatious self was back again in his full glory and she hated that. Also, he had lost his two-and-a-half brain cells in the accident because he was acting like a blind. Blind because he could not see Haya's advancing efforts towards him.

She had just witnessed that teeny witch clinging to his arm, but he was unfazed.
And she wanted nothing but to throw him into that pull right behind him. Bastard!

She was currently huffing in the room, her blue suit and printed organza dupatta flowing around her when he made an entry.
She wanted to kill him then and there. No. Actually, she wanted to grab his grey coat and kiss him in front of that teeny witch to let her know who Murtasim Khan actually belonged to.

She was cursing him when his not-so-irritating voice fell over her ears. "Kya hua? Aise aa kyun gayi?" he asked whilst sitting on his side of the bed.

Yes. His side of the bed because they were sharing a bed these days after the accident and it was adding to her irritation. This morning she had found herself in his corded biceps, which were wrapped too perfectly around her waist, just like a piece of two puzzles. And his warm breaths, they were too close these days, doing almost everything together, and it was confusing her, her horrendous contract was for him or her? Well, who knew?

She turned on her heel and snapped at him by crossing her arms on her chest, "Toh kya khade hokar tumhara romance dekhti?"

He dropped his phone and asked in a mock flagger-basted expression, " Mera Romance?"

She narrowed her eyes,  pouted her lips, and then took small steps towards him until they were facing each other, "Bade haath pakde jaa rahe the?" she retorted.

He tried to shrug off the topic and rolled his eyes, "Toh? Cousin hai Woh Meri. Hath pakadne se kya hota hai?"

She scoffed. Oh, how she wanted to use "ek khoon maaf" leverage on him.
She narrowed her eyes again and snapped back through pursed lips, "Jab tumhari itni pyaari cousin moujood thi, toh mujhse shaadi kyun ki? Ek hi waqt par do do ladkiyaan wow!".
Her words came out harsher hitting directly where they were intended causing his eyes to widen as the implication set in.

"Meerab bas Ho Gaya, bohot sun liya maine". He told her through mock irritation, causing her to turn on her heel again.

She blinked her eyes once, twice, and thrice and articulated the perfect response, "Aur Maine bohot sun liya, tum usi se jaakar romance karo aur Mera peecha chod doh".
By the time she finished, she had pressed her hands together in irritation and anger at that idiot.

She tried to pivot again but never succeeded as warm arms had caged her through her waist, and pulled her by himself.

Well.

Her anger dissipated and soon she was in shock because he was taking small steps towards her causing her to instinctively step back. Trying to maintain a little bit of distance for her own good, she took another step but was met with a hard wall instead. Soon she found herself caged between his arms and the wall.

Perfect!

He was smirking, and she hated that look on his face. The smirk was persistent on his face after their not-so-innocent Kheer fiasco, and she didn't know what was going on in his filthy mind.