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♡《 Love in the air 》♡

Hi twinkles!! ♡

So second chapter is here .......

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Pet sambhal ke bhaitho hasthama ho jaega varna......

#padho aur haso......

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धीरे-धीरे, नैनों को धीरे-धीरे
जिया को धीरे-धीरे भायो रे सायबो
धीरे-धीरे, बेगाना धीरे-धीरे
अपना सा धीरे-धीरे लागे रे सायबो
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" Haaayeeeee" I managed to respond absent mindly , a soft reply that just slipped past my lips as my gaze remained fixed on his face, taking in every feature as if committing it to memory. At the same time, the smooth sound of his voice, so pleasant to my ears, stirred something within me, a feeling that I couldn't quite identify.

"Hainan!" My brother exclaimed confusely.

I cleared my throat, feeling the awkwardness of the situation settle heavily on my shoulders.

"I ....mea....mean......h...hi....hel...."I sluttered.

I was a mess of feelings, my heart beating erratically in my chest, as if the butterflies in my stomach had started a concert.

A strange and unfamiliar sensation, it felt as if the weakness in my legs was caused by a force beyond my control, and all I wanted to do was both run away and stay close to this handsome friend of my brother.

As I looked at him, I was filled with an intense mix of anticipation and trepidation, unsure of what these feelings meant and struggling to find my voice in his presence.

My heart raced anxiously within my chest, as if the butterflies in my stomach were dancing with a chaotic energy of their own, each beat echoing in my ears and the butterflies dancing with a chaotic energy that made it feel as though my entire body was aflame with something I couldn't quite describe.

His face , his voice ,his eyes , his hairs, his ears , his neck , his shoulders , his...lips, his nose, his body......just perfect!!

" I thought tumhara gala kharab hai" He said in his charming voice.

Mai paani paani ho gayi ...

" Iska gala nhi iska dimag kharab hai" my brother said teasingly as I glared at him.

" Hi Yatharth ...myself..Aarohi"My voice sounded awful, hoarse and uncertain, as if the nerves had tightened my throat and smothered any confidence in my voice........... Ho gayi bezzati..

But At the last ...kuch to bola Maine....

" I kno....whooooaaaaa "
A sudden accidental push from the girl behind sent him stumbling in my direction. He reflexively grabbed the arm of the nearby chair for support, our bodies coming dangerously close to each other. However, thanks to his quick reflexes, the potentially embarrassing scenario got avoided.

Abhi pucchi le leta vo meri.....

Our faces stood so incredibly close that I could feel the warm, intimate puff of his breath on my face, like a secret whisper carried by the air between us. For a single, suspended moment, we were the only two people in the world as our eyes locked in a gaze, the world around us seemingly receding into the background. At that moment, I was acutely conscious of the hurried rhythm of my heart, the rapid pace of its beats as if it was determined to escape the confines of my ribcage at any moment.