RUDRADAMINI

The change of choli 👄

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Damini POV-

Rajkumarisa, the soft hushed voice of Kritika, whispered into the early dawn. Her gentle touch on my shoulder wakes me up from my deep slumber, a stark contrast to the warmth of the body curled against me. I struggled to open my eyes, the weight of sleep heavy on my lids.

Uthiye Rajkumarisa, she said again, a little more playfully this time. It's almost time for you to get up, Rajkumarisa.

My eyes fluttered open to the sight of the sun peeking through the gold-laced curtains of my chamber. The room is bathed in a soft, golden light that seems to dance across the floorboards. I felt the steady breath against the crook of my neck, and I realized it's not a dream.

Rudra lied with her head nestled on my bosom, her breaths warm and even. Her short wavy hair resting sexily on her forehead, above her peacefully closed eyes, and I can't help but smile at the rare moment of vulnerability she allowed herself in my presence, forgetting Kritika's presence in my room.

The room is still, save for the soft snores that rumble from her chest. Her grip on my waist is tight, almost possessive, and it makes me feel safe. Safe in a way that I never knew was possible for me. I try to extract myself from her tight embrace, but her strong grip doesn't let me move a bit. I feel my cheeks heat up with blush, since her head is positioned on my blouse on my bosom and Kritika is standing next to us, trying to contain her smirk.

As I try to extract myself from under her strong grip again, she held on tightly, and mumbled, Don't go....Damini.

The warmth of her breath against my skin sent a shiver through me, and I found myself frozen, unsure of what to do next.

Rajkumarisa hum jaaye...humein lagta hai Kunwarisa abhi aapko jaane dena nahi chahthe.... Kritika said, teasing me, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

No...no Kritika, Jiji ki haldi ki tayyari bhi karni hai...hum...hum uthathe hai...inko, I said biting my bottom lip embarrassed to be found in this position by Kritika.

But seeing the peaceful look on her face, the contentment on her features.... I didn't want to disturb her, but I couldn't ignore my duties either.

Gently, I stroked her hair, whispering, Kunwarisa, uthjayiye na. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine. For a moment, she seemed surprised, then recognition filled her gaze, and she smiled, a sleepy smile that lit up the room. Her gaze shifted to the side, finding Kritika, who has been trying so hard to keep a straight face, trying not to look at us.

Rudra's eyes widen in shock, sleep seemingly disappeared from her eyes. She sat up with a jolt. Kritika!!!!she exclaimed, startling Kritika.

She immediately sprang up to stand up from the bed, looking all flustered and embarrassed. She quickly straightened her clothes, her cheeks flaming red as she glanced around the room. She stood up, her tousled hair and flustered countenance making her look adorable despite the regal presence she usually exudes.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her, and she glared at me playfully, rubbing her nape embarrassed. I...I'll meet you in the Haldi ceremony, she mumbled all flustered, trying to escape the room as fast as she could.