Love Me Again

Chapter 44

Rohit paced back and forth across the room, his frustration and jealousy radiating off him in waves. His expression was dark, and his eyes were locked on the floor, as if he was imagining Arjun lying there, ready to be crushed underfoot.

Rahul sat on the couch, looking between Rohit and Hardik, who stood beside Ishan. Both of them were watching their brother with concern, trying to figure out how to calm him down. It wasn't every day that Rohit threatened to kill someone—at least, not seriously.

"We came here so that things could get better between me and Virat," Rohit muttered, his voice low but filled with tension. "But if things keep going like this, I might lose him. And I swear to God, if that happens, I will kill that Arjun guy."

Ishan raised an eyebrow, trying to hide a smirk. "Okay, okay, let's not get ahead of ourselves with the murder plans. We can figure something out. Maybe we need to do something to get Virat bhaiya closer to you. Something to remind him that you're his husband, not Arjun."

Hardik, always the voice of reason, sighed and nodded. "Ishan’s right. There’s no need for bloodshed, Rohit bhai. We just need a plan. Something... subtle."

Rohit stopped pacing and turned to face them, his jaw tight. "You better come up with something fast before I lose my patience. Because if I see Arjun smile at Virat one more time, I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to hold back."

The tension in the room thickened as they all exchanged glances, trying to come up with something that wouldn’t end in chaos. Just as the conversation was growing heavier, there was a knock at the door.

Everyone froze for a second, then the door creaked open.

Virat stepped inside, his usual calm and distant expression in place. "What are you guys doing in here?" he asked, his voice soft but commanding. "We’re all going to the temple. Get ready."

Rohit stiffened but managed to keep his face neutral. He couldn’t lose his cool in front of Virat, not when things were already tense. Ishan glanced at Rohit, giving him a warning look, as if telling him to keep it together.

"We’ll be ready in a few minutes," Hardik said quickly, trying to defuse the situation.

Virat gave them a small nod and left the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. As soon as he was gone, Rohit exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. His eyes still flickered with frustration.

"Temple or no temple," he muttered under his breath. "This Arjun thing needs to be sorted out before I really do something I’ll regret."

Ishan and Hardik exchanged knowing glances, realizing they’d have to come up with a solution—and fast—before Rohit’s jealousy exploded into something none of them could control.

Everyone got ready for the temple visit, with Ziva and Samira dressed adorably in small traditional dresses that matched the temple's sacred vibe.

Rohit wore a light pink kurta, while Virat donned a deep green one. Hardik sported a blue kurta, matching his husband Rahul’s. Ishan chose an orange kurta, and Shubman was in a light blue one.

As they gathered, Rohit couldn't help but smile when he noticed Virat stealing glances at him.

The moment Virat caught Rohit's eyes, he quickly turned away, his cheeks tinted with a slight blush, trying to hide his red face. Rohit’s smile widened, enjoying this rare moment of affection.

However, their serene atmosphere was interrupted when Mahi cheerfully announced, “Alright, everyone! You’ll need to wear lungis like real Chennai men today!”

The collective confusion that swept over the group was unmistakable.

None of them knew how to tie a lungi.

Virat, being the calm one, stepped forward. "I know how to do it," he said as he took a lungi from Sonu and showed everyone the technique.

His movements were smooth and effortless, guiding them step by step on how to wrap and tie it correctly.

Hardik and Ishan, quick learners, managed to follow along immediately and proudly finished wearing their lungis without further help.

Hardik, noticing Rahul’s struggle, moved over to assist his husband, chuckling softly as Rahul fumbled with the fabric.

Meanwhile, Rohit stood staring at the lungi in confusion, completely at a loss. Virat caught sight of him and approached with a patient smile.

Taking the fabric from Rohit's hands, Virat carefully helped him tie the lungi, all the while their eyes locked on each other.

The atmosphere grew tense, but in a good way, as they exchanged quiet glances filled with emotions neither of them could quite express.

When Virat finished, he looked up at Rohit, only to find Rohit still gazing at him, their silent moment stretching a little longer.

That was until—

"Ugh! I don't get it!" Shubman’s frustrated shout broke the stillness as he struggled with his own lungi, looking thoroughly irritated.

Ishan sighed, covering his face with his hand, clearly exasperated by Shubman's outburst, which had ruined the rare peaceful moment between Rohit and Virat.

He marched over to help, muttering a few quiet curses under his breath as he grabbed the fabric and expertly tied it around Shubman.

Shubman, flustered by Ishan's proximity, gulped nervously, his blush deepening as he remembered the kiss they had shared the previous night.

Ishan leaned in closer and, with a mischievous grin, whispered in Shubman’s ear, “Still thinking about last night, aren't you?”

Shubman’s face turned even redder as he stammered, “I... I wasn’t...”

Ishan chuckled softly, finishing the task. “Sure you weren’t,” he teased, stepping back with a smirk, leaving Shubman in a mix of embarrassment and lingering warmth from the memory.

The group finally got their lungis sorted and prepared to head to the temple, though it seemed some still had their minds on other matters.

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