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I couldn't believe it when I felt the boy sleeping in my lap like a baby. This was the same boy I had been evading for two long years. He's always been a fighter and incredibly arrogant, but despite all that, I couldn't help but wonder if he might care about me. He stayed by my side, taking care of me throughout the night, Even after sending everyone else home.
when I woke up, he was still peacefully sleeping in my lap. as I ran my fingers through his hair, he stirred from his slumber.
His eyes looked mesmerizing as he awoke, resembling a deep blue ocean. Gently, he placed a hand on his chin murmured, "Good morning," still half-sleep.
"Good morning, husband. Did you sleep well?" I teasingly responded, mimicking his drowsy state.
"Oh no, did I not let you sleep properly??" He exclaimed, started, his voice filled with concern.
"Yes, you didn't let me sleep. Your adorable face kept me up," I said, feigning annoyance.
Hindi :"haan tumne mujhe sone he nhi dia, bahot pareshan kia mujhe tumhari cute se face ne."
He chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling as he smiled carefreely for the first time.
"By the way, everyone calls this face handsome," he remarked as he stood up to fetch some water.
Hindi: "waise yeh chehre ko sab handsome kehte hai."
"Who says?..." Before I could respond, a sudden knock on the door diverted our attention. Both of us turned to see a nurse entering the room.
Hindi: "kon kehta hai??"
"Good morning" she greeted us warmly, carrying a tray of dressing supplies for the patient. Krish remained silent, as usual.
"Good morning, sister," I replied, acknowledging her presence as she placed the tray on the table.
"How are you feeling now?" she inquired with a warm smile.
