Is This Love?

Chapter No 4

Wrote this in my writer,s block era.

Armaan.

Abhira called out, her voice tinged with worry as she gazed at his pale face.

She walked forward and held his hand.

Tum garam ho rahe ho.

She said, her voice laced with worry.

Armaan shook his head sideways, a small smile playing on his face.

I'm fine.

He said softly.

No you are not.

She said sternly and pulled him making him sit on the chair.

Abhira aaj jana important hai.

Armaan said, his voice wavering slightly.

She cupped his face, her touch tender and loving as she locked eyes with him.

I know.

She said softly.

But Kuch kha lo pehle. Phir jana.

She said with a tender smile and reached out to serve him some food but he held her hand.

She looked at him raising an eyebrow.

Bhook nahin hai.

Abhira shook her head sideways.

Aise kaise nahin hai? Thoda sa toh toh kha lo.

She said softening her tone as she knew that he won't listen to her if she asked him to take a leave.

Ziddimaan.

She thought and Armaan made a face.

I'm not hungry.

He said softly, a flicker of exhaustion crossing his face but he quickly hide it behind a cheerful smile.

Abhira shook her head, a smile gracing her face.

Acha theek hai.

She said softly.

But at least juice toh pi hi sakte ho.

She said softly holding out a glass of juice for him to drink.

Armaan looked at her and gulped softly. Her beautiful eyes looked at him with a mixture of tenderness and care that made his heart swell with warmth.

A flicker of vulnerability crossed his face as he stared at her feeling his chest tighten, tears clouded his eyes as his heart clenched rather painfully in his chest, a mixture of adoration and vulnerability swirling within his eyes.

Abhira looked at him, her throat constricted with emotion, her heart felt heavy with the weight of his unspoken pain. She offered him a smile but her smile faltered and she gulped, tightening her grip on the glass.

Piyo.

She managed to whisper, her voice caught somewhere at the base of her throat.

As he drank the juice from her hands, their eyes locked and the world around them faded into insignificance leaving only the two of them in their own bubble.

As Armaan stared at her, he felt his heart swell with an undefinable emotion that left him puzzled, her care and warmth seemed to overwhelm him, wrapping itself around him in a comforting embrace.

As he finished the juice, Abhira reached out, gently tapping his head, a mischievous twinkle dancing in her eyes

Shahbash.

She said, her voice filled with playfulness.

Armaan glared at her but it held no real heat.

She laughed softly, the sound warm and hearty dancing in the air.

Armaan looked at her, a smile playing on his lips despite the discomfort.

Ruhi looked at the scene, a pained expression on her face, a wave of jealousy crashed over her and she clenched her hands, her mind raced, trying to control the jealousy swirling within her.

End Of Chapter!!!

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