Eternal Sunshine☀️

50. First day

OK SO THEY FINALLY DID IT HUH?

ANYWAYS.....INDIA WON THE SERIES!!!!

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Aashna's pov:

Sleeping was weird after last night....waking up was weird too.

I don't know what I'm feeling it's just a very strange feeling because right now I'm laying on our bed with a shubman sleeping on his stomach with his face squished on the pillow.

And...I'm just laying.

Does after-sex feel like that?

I squinted my eyes to look at the clock on the wall in the dimly lit room.

It was 6:35 a.m.

I think I should probably get up.

As I sat up, I scrunched up my nose at the sting that I felt in my lower region.

I decided to get up.

Getting up hurt a bit but I think I'll manage.

With a slight limp, I tip toed to the bathroom and looked at myself.

Fuck...my hair looks horrible. I swear I'm never using hair spray on my hair again. At least not in that amount.

I stepped into the shower and set the temperature high.

A warm shower always soothes soreness.

Stepping into the shower, I let the water soothe my shoulders and my back that hurted.

After a good hour of showering, I stepped into the closet to find a nice saree.

I think pink would be nice. Typical, but nice!

I rewore my choodha after draping the saree. I know this would be surprising but I'm actually pretty good at draping sarees.

And I did light makeup and let my hair out of the towel to let it dry naturally, I've never been one of those people who blow dry their hair unless you have to style it, so I just let them dry on their own mostly.

I pat dried the ends that were reaching till my butt now, I think I need a haircut and applied sindoor.

After finally wearing my anklets, I wore my heels and walked out of the closet.

I saw shubman sleeping on his stomach with one side of his face squished on the pillow.

I found a smile tugging at my lips and walked over to him, avoiding mu limp and sat down at the side of the bed with a wince.

And bent down to kiss him on the cheek.

I checked the time, it was 8 now.

I should go out. As I got up to leave, I felt my pallu of my saree being pulled.

Turning back with an inaudible gasp, I saw Shubman clutching the cloth between his fingers. And smiling with closed eyes.