He was the thunder she was ready to be struck by.
She was the fire he was ready to burn himself with.
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Born in a world where politics ruled emotions, they dared falling for each other
But...
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Song- O Rangrez
Third Person
The scarlet sun rays peaked through the curtains and shone against the bronzed skin of Gudakesha Arjun's face who let out a small groan. Tightening his hold around the thing that laid partially on him, he sluggishly opened his eyes.
Still in a state of daze from the deep slumber he turned toward the other side of the bed and in a friction of moment gone were all his sleep while he entered into another form of haze, much stronger and dreamier as he was greeted with the most pulchritudinous sight of the ravishing Yajnaseni sleeping next to him, well on him.
The surreality of her bewitching visage smudged with vermilion that she had applied on herself from him and slightly open mouth, with those unruly bluish curls all over her face, didn't fail to stun his whole being, yet again.
A soft smile curved his lips when he recalled the way she had coloured him, her musical mirth, the procellous love that oozed out of her unhesitant large eyes. Yesternight she was everything that she pretended not to be in front of him nowadays.
Carefully shifting a little away Arjun supported his head on his palm to get a better view of her opulent form. He removed a strand of her bluish curls while she made a small movement and buried her face in his chest making his heart skip a whole beat. He started caressing her hair while his eyes drank her vision.
How many times he had dreamt of a morning like this? A morning where he would wake up smelling like blue lotus, a morning with the delicate form of his Krishnaa wrapped in his arms, sleeping like she was that moment. And even though this was not exactly how he imagined it would be yet the moment felt too sacred to question.
Arjun knew it was time for him to get up and go for his daily practice, on top of everything, there was this matter of kids getting abducted that was also needed to be solved as soon as possible but it felt like a sin to leave her, or get out of this reverie.
Letting out deep sigh, Arjun slowly, with utmost care removed his left hand while Draupadi made a small sound that appeared like a protest to Arjun and for a moment he had almost changed his mind but the warrior in him subdued the husband who wished nothing but to worship the lilac beauty of his wife.
He watched her roll and face the other side while he adjusted the blanket on her "Sleep well Krishnaa" He touched her forehead and prayed to Maa Gauri, Arjun was still not sure whether that drink had any adverse affect on her or not.
The indignation toward the person who had done that bounced back as he felt his jaw tightening. He knew it was done by someone close to Krishnaa. It wouldn't take much time for him to find out the culprit, all Arjun waiting was for Krishnaa to wake up.
With a small peck on her cheek, capturing Yajnaseni's elysian sleeping face, something he witnessed for the first time, in his heart to ardor it for the rest of his life, Arjun walked off.
