Next morning......
As the morning light spilled gently into the room, wrapping them in its warmth. Haseena stirred, her face nestled comfortably against Karishma's neck, and she sighed softly, feeling the cozy, safe space they had created together. Their limbs were intertwined, holding each other close as if neither wanted to let go of the night just yet.
Haseena slowly lifted her head, her sleepy eyes meeting Karishma’s, who was already awake, watching her quietly with a smile.
“You’re awake already?” her voice was thick with sleep.
“With someone like you in my arms, who would want to sleep?”
Haseena chuckled softly and leaned in to kiss Karishma gently on the lips, savoring the softness of the moment.
“Ab kasa lag raha ha ap ko?” Karishma asked as haseena pulled back.
“Absolutely perfect,” Haseena replied without hesitation. Then, with a content sigh, she burrowed her face into Karishma’s chest again, pulling herself even closer, as if seeking to melt into her warmth.
Karishma’s fingers delicately weaved through Haseena’s hair, with light and comforting touch. “You’re different haseena,” she murmured.
"Different kasy....."Haseena tilted her head slightly, curious. “
“Phely jab ap say milay tay tab ap asi nae ti,” Karishma said softly, her eyes studying Haseena’s face. “You weren’t as open, not this much expressive.”
Haseena listened, and placed back her head, “ Actually aap sae keh rahi han.....” she admitted quietly.
“The Haseena you met before, she loved you, but she knew that you don't..... so there were always some boundaries and I respected those.” She paused, her fingers started to trace absent patterns on Karishma’s arm.
“Then there was Haseena you met again, here, after seven years, who was still in love with you but held back because of the past.”
She exhaled, “But now, the situation is different I love you also know that you love me so I have let go of all that. This version of me... I’m free now. Free from the past, from holding back to love you. So yes, I’m more expressive, whether it’s through words or touch. I’m clingy, I need you close, I need that reassurance… call it what you want, but this is me now.”
Karishma smiled back, her hand still running through Haseena’s hair. “And I love all the versions of you,” she said softly.
Haseena raised a brow, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. “Really? All versions?” she teased.
Karishma nodded, her fingers trailing lightly across Haseena’s cheek. “Mhm. The quiet one, the stubborn one, the one that’s so expressive now... Every single one.”
Haseena chuckled softly, her hand slipping to Karishma’s waist, pulling her just a little closer. “You sound too sure of yourself. Are you sure you’re ready for this clingy, needy version?”
Without saying anything Karishma gently shifted, turning Haseena onto her back and leaning over her, her eyes soft but focused.
Karishma closed the small gap between them, pressing her lips softly but firmly against Haseena’s. The kiss was gentle, yet filled with a sense of knowing like they had done this before, like this was where they always wanted to end up. Haseena sighed against her lips, her teasing forgotten as she melted into the kiss, her hands gripping Karishma’s waist a little tighter.
"I think I can...." Karishma pulled away just enough to whisper, earning a small chuckle from haseena.
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.Piya walked into Haseena’s room, she approached the bed where Haseena lay on her stomach, still cocooned in the warmth of the morning. Piya sat down gently beside her, her hand reaching out to touch Haseena’s forehead with concern.
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Rainy Promises - kareena
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