Author's note
*Just a heads up, when you come across any words in italics, it signifies that the characters are thinking it to themselves or it's a flashback *
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Their loved ones were still hurting, and Abhi needed to protect them. He wanted to help Kunj learn from his mistakes and become a better person. Abhi would guide Kunj with kindness and firmness, ensuring he understood the impact of his actions.He needed to ensure that Kunj didn’t repeat this error in judgment.
Abhi returned to his thoughts as Kunj’s voice broke through again. “Bol na, Mannu. Maaf kiya na tune mujhe?”
With a slow nod, Abhi’s answer was both a relief and a compromise. "Main tujhe maaf karunga, Kunj." The light returned to Kunj’s eyes, but Abhi continued, "Lekin ek shart par."
"Terii saari shartain manzoor hain mujhe," Kunj replied, a sense of casualness masking the heightened tension.
"Pehle shart sun toh le…" Abhi said, his voice now carrying an edge of seriousness.
A nervous excitement bubbled inside Kunj. "Jaldi bata na, Mannu. Kya shart hai?"
"Tujhe mujhse wadda karna padega ke tu esi bewakoofi doobara kabhi nahi karega."
Kunj felt a weight lift slightly from his shoulders, relieved yet apprehensive. "Kiya wadda."
Abhi’s tone shifted, and Kunj sensed the gravity return. "Ese nahi. Tujhe meri kasam khani hogi ke tu aage se aisa kuch nahi karega."
The room fell silent as Kunj's eyes widened in distress as Abhi's words pierced his heart. How could he swear on his Mannu when he wasn’t sure he could keep that promise, that he'd never again let his emotional demons control his actions, when they had already proven so powerful? The memory of his past mistake haunted him, and the fear of repeating it paralyzed him. What if he was confronted with a similar heart-wrenching dilemma, and his resolve crumbled beneath the weight of his doubts and fears? What if, despite his desperate attempts to resist, he succumbed to his emotions and put Abhi's well-being in risk He didn't trust himself to make the right choice, and that realization filled him with despair.
Kunj sat on the edge of his bed, lost in a spiral of thoughts. His brow furrowed, and his eyes, usually so bright, looked exhausted. Just last week, everything seemed perfect, but beneath the surface, storms were looming. He was struggling with feelings, decisions that weighed heavily on his heart. He took a deep breath, trying to shake off the anxiety, when the familiar sound of Abhi’s voice cut through his spiral.
"Kunj, tujhe jawab abhi ke abhi dene ki zarurat nahi hai," Abhi said softly. "Tu araam se soch, fir jawab de mujhe. Koi jaldi nahi hai."
Kunj nodded, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over him for Abhi’s understanding. It was rare to find someone who could read his turmoil so well, someone who knew when to give him space and when to step in. "Thanks, Mannu," he whispered, his voice laden with relief.
"Chal, ab soja. You look like you need a nap badly," Abhi urged, his voice gentle yet firm.
It was true; sleep was a balm he desperately needed. After Kunj lay down on the bed, Abhi tucked him in with a care that felt protective, almost tender. The weight of the blanket wrapped around him soothed him, drawing him closer to rest. Abhi settled nearby, taking a moment to re-engage with his work on the laptop placed on his lap.
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