I've Got My Eyes On You

Chapter 43 - Just Us - for once

Hello my lovelies!!!! Hopefully this will make you a lil bit sobby like it made me- but not sure. Put on any heart warming song or "maula mere maula" for all the feels!!

Don't forget to check the header!!!

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Rab ki kasam yara rab ki kasam; in ankhon ko honay na dengy nam

Raahon pe jitne bhi kaante milen unpe hain Chalne ko tyar hum

My love for you refuses to be broken- Please

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Suddenly in the mdist of their intimate embrace, Meerab's foot slipped on the edge of the pool. The expected movement caused them both to stumble slightly, their bodies instinctively shifting to regain balance. Murtasim's grip on her loosened momentarily, and before they could steady themselves, they tumbled into the water.

The coolness of the pool enveloped them, water splashing around them as they fell. For a brief moment, everything was chaos-the shock of the fall, the chill of the water, the frantic movements to stay afloat. But then, as they resurfaced, their eyes met with a sudden intensity that cut through the tumult. Meerab's hands went to his shoulders, clutching onto him as if he were her lifeline. Her hot heavy breaths on his face causing him to inhale sharply. Murtasim's grip on her waist tightened, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. Their breaths came in ragged gasps, their hearts pounding in unison as they floated in the water, the world around them fading into insignificance.

Their gazes intensely locked in the moonlit pool, the depth of their emotions reflected in their eyes. Meerab's eyes were wide with a mixture of surprise and longing, the vulnerability of the moment laying her soul bare before him. Murtasim's gaze was intense, his emotions a tumultuous storm that he struggled to contain. Time seemed to stand still as they looked at each other, the water lapping gently around them. Murtasim could see the pain and longing in Meerab's eyes, mirroring his own. The tension between them crackled like electricity, a silent understanding passing between them-this moment was a turning point, a chance to bridge the chasm that had grown between them.

Water droplets clung to their faces, glistening in the moonlight, and their hair was slick and wet, plastered to their heads. Murtasim's eyes roamed over Meerab's face, taking in every detail-the wet curve of her jaw, the damp tendrils of hair sticking to her cheeks,. His gaze finally settled on her parted lips, glistening with moisture. They looked plump- so plump that his lips ached to trace them with his. His eyes met hers once again. Oh that innocent gaze. He wanted to sigh- to inhale, to exhale but he didn't- He couldn't. He couldn't-

Her chest heaved with each breath.

He stared at her, Meerab felt an overwhelming rush of emotions. The way Murtasim looked at her-full of intensity, pain, and longing-made her heart ache and swell simultaneously. She could see the storm of emotions in his eyes, the battle between the agony of their past and the hope for their future. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time, truly seeing her, and in that gaze, she found a reflection of her own feelings-raw, unguarded, and desperate for connection. Her fingers closed more on his shoulder as his dud into her waist.

Without breaking eye contact, Murtasim slowly leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from hers. He hesitated for a heartbeat, his breath mingling with hers, the anticipation hanging thick in the air. "Please" She murmured as she softened her eyes- tilting her head- as if pleading. Murtasim's gaze shifted from her lips to her eyes and then back to her. He gulped, his moustache brushing her cheek lightly. Then, with a surge of emotion, he closed the distance, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both fierce and tender. Tender for how he started it, fierce for how it was.