SAMSIKA (#1)

CHAPTER 9

June 1st, 2013

"Ami tomake pachanda kari"

Samrudh smiled at what she said. He could see the blush spread on her face like cherry blossom's falling on her cheeks instead of a river.
He couldn't help but pull her cheeks that felt super warm to touch. He knew how easily she gets all over the place with him teasing her.

Hansika pushed Samrudh's hand and bit it out of spite and embarrassment.
"Ouch-ouch! Are you a chihuahua?!" Samrudh pulled away his hand from Hansika.

"You deserved that. Should have bit you harder." She huffed and crossed her arms. Samrudh looked at his hand that had prints of her teeth on the side of the hand. Without giving Hansika any thought. Samrudh carried her and made her stand on his bed while he stood on the floor. Making them almost equal height. However, his face only reached till her collarbone and she hovered over him by an inch.

"You repeat what you said just now. " Samrudh demanded knowingly wanting to hear her say again.

"No." She blushed. Keeping one arm on his shoulder and her other hand on his wavy hair. His arms were snaked around her waist. She didn't knew what kind of position they are in right now. They have cuddled before. Held hands. Even to the point they kissed as a kid. Nevertheless, this felt rather more intimate for her as well as him.

Their eyes met eachother with slow breathing. They felt as if the world had taken a break and it's just them alone.

"Repeat. In english. Now." Samrudh again demanded. Tightening his grip on her waist and even pulling her close until her chest was pressed against his. However, he was gentle with her.

"N-no." She stuttered. Her hand slipping from his hair to his shoulder. And now her both arms gently laid on his shoulder. She didn't mind what they were having right now. The books and all have been scattered on the floor. They should be studying, although right now they are studying eachother's eyes.

"You gotta tell me, Hani." Samrudh's face came closer. Close enough that their noses were practically touching. It isn't the first time. As toddlers they kissed eachother on the lips accidentally.

"You wouldn't like it Amrud." Hansika's arms now had left his shoulder to his side of necks. They both could hear eachother's heartbeats because of being this close.

"Say it. I definitely know I'll like it." Samrudh whispered. Hansika stayed silent due to the overload of emotions she was feeling. Whether to just confess to him or stay quiet and let him do what he wants to.

"Use your words, honey." Samrudh whispered even more slowly. Hansika shivered at his closeness. She knew if she didn't say anything. Either Samrudh will start doing something or will stay like this for eternity.

"I-I-" Before Hansika could say anything. Samrudh had pulled her by her neck and kissed her cheeks. His lips were cold and it gave a cooling sensation to her heated cheeks. His kisses on her cheeks travelled to her jawline to her chins and finally hovering on her lips. And she heard him whisper.

"I love you, Hansika Chowdhury." He didn't kiss just stared at her brown eyes that looked shocked and not being comprehend what he said. She was already overthinking what if he was bad mouthing her in a different language. She realised all this while, he was probably complimenting her.

"I confessed to you in Turkish, Hani. I am sorry that I didn't had the courage to say-" Before he could complete. Samrudh felt a tiny peck on his lips. Not cheeks. Lips.
Hansika had sheepishly left a peck on his lips. Her hands had gently clasped all his hair by now in nervousness and shyness. He couldn't comprehend what happened. And Hansika put lowered her head on his shoulder to hide her face from him.

"Did you just kiss me, Hani." He chuckled feeling his one hand playing with the ends of her hair.

"It's not the first time." She raised her head and looked at him. He had his dimples fully on display for her.

"Oh wait-when?" Samrudh tilt his head in confusion. Smile not leaving his face.

"Oh please! When we were toddlers-" Samrudh had returned the peck with a kiss. It felt different. It felt something passionate. Their lips felt perfectly snug to eachother as they moved in sync. The heat on both their faces and raised to a level where anyone can see their red faces. Before they could deepen the kiss. Someone had entered the room. They couldn't hear the person enter.

A gasp was heard from a familiar voice. Samrudh and Hansika hurriedly broke the kiss. Making Hansika fall on the bed and Samrudh sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Guys I have already saw it." Sipra giggled. Earning a glare from Samrudh.

"Should have knocked before coming inside." Samrudh scoffed.

"Should have locked before locking lips with my Hani." Sipra wiggled her eyebrows crossing her arms
Hansika blushed at her comment.

"Excuse me? She is MY Hani. Not yours. And you are not allowed to call her Hani. It's only me who calls her that." Samrudh stood up. Defending his case.

Hansika had her face in Samrudh's pillow in embarrassment. Smelling his ever sweet smell. She was still very embarassed the fact Sipra caught them. Sipra was a cool older sister. She didn't care however, it still felt embarassing to her.

"Really? Why? Because Hani is a Wordplay of Honey is it why you like to call her, Hani." Sipra giggled. Hansika hearing this raised her face and looked at Samrudh, who was already looking at her with eyes that said 'i really wanna kiss you again.'

"You called me Hani because it sounded like Honey?" Hansika said in almost feathery voice. Samrudh looked even redder than her now. Hansika found this even sweeter.

Sipra noticing their new found love. Smiled internally. Walked out of their room, screaming "SAMSIKA SAILED. THEY ARE DATING." Gaining more than one gasps.

Samrudh face palmed at his sister doing this and Hansika felt her face lit up once more with even redder than the cherries on a cake.

"So, Miss Chowdhury, will you be my girlfriend?"

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Song of the chapter

"Naadaniyan"

कैसे तू गुनगुनाए, मुस्कुराए
छोटी-मोटी बातों पे मुँह फुलाए?
यह नज़ाकत
मेरी आदत पास मुझे लाए
नादानियाँ, नादानियाँ