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🍯🌚 HONEYMOON

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Issi baat pe here's something special for you all (I caught cold and wrote this in my bed last night (yeah I don't feel tharki in the day) so I blame this chapter on me being sick)

This might be a little too much for some people so you don't have to read it if you don't want to. You won't miss anything important from the story so don't worry about that and feel free to skip this chapter if needed.

*honeymoon special mature content ahead*

तेरा नशीला बदन,
बाहों ने छोड़ा नहीं
आँखें तो खोली मगर,
सपना वोह तोडा नहीं
हाँ वोही वोह वोही,
साँसों पे रखा हुआ तेरे होटों का
सपना अभी है वही

रात का नशा अभी,
आँख से गया नहीं
रात का नशा अभी,
आँख से गया नहीं

AT THE PARIS AIRPORT
ISHITA's POV

I and Abhishek enter a clothing store and look for a little something for each other to mark the start of our official journey together. I go through a range of shirts and finally manage to find the perfect one. Hot lagega mera Abhay! With a satisfied grin, I walk towards the women's section and see Abhishek talking to a saleswoman. Kya baat kar rahe hain mere patidev? Pakka meri taareef kar raha hoga. My wife's so cute, she's so hot, she's the most amazing person ever! Hehehe mujhe to sochke hi sharam aa rahi hai. I step a little closer, hiding behind the racks so I can hear.

"I'm looking for a dress for my wife. She's 5'8", I hear him say. "We just got married, and during the ceremonies, she put on a little weight... so I'm not sure about her exact measurements right now."

Rudeeee!!! Shaadi ki ceremonies mein har time mere saamne itna accha accha khaana tha to isme meri kya galti hai? Thodi moti ho bhi gayi hoon to kya poori duniya mein dhindhora peetega?? Kutta!!

"I'm sorry but I would need the exact measurements to help you get the perfect dress" the saleswoman replies politely.

I watch as Abhishek closes his eyes and starts moving his arms slowly, as if reaching out for something invisible. Ye kya kaali shaktiyon ko help ke liye bula raha hai? Mera pati taantrik hai?? "Shut the fuck up, chutiya ladki!!" I tell myself.

My confusion quickly shifts into curiosity as I realize what he's doing. He's imagining me—feeling the air as if I'm in his arms. His lips curl into a soft smile as his hands move gently, outlining the shape of my body in the air.

"Her shoulders, her chest... her waist..." His voice grows softer with each word, and my face heats up as I watch him. I guess I'm falling in love with Abhishek all over again. His hands move lower in the air, and there's a flicker of mischief on his face before he lets out a soft chuckle. "And her hips."

I bite back a grin, feeling the warmth spread to my cheeks. He glances at the saleswoman with a quick, nervous smile. "Does that help?" he asks.

The saleswoman smiles and nods before walking away to return with a stunning yellow dress in hand. "Perfect! Thank you!" Abhishek excitedly exclaims, brushing his hands through the fabric.

"You're welcome! Your wife is a lucky woman," the saleswoman says. I completely agree with her 🫶🏻. "I'm more lucky to have her" Abhishek says softly with a wide smile.