As my eyes flutters open i found myself wrapped in a muscular arm securing my waist i smiled to myself and turns to see the most alluring person whom i have been hating my all life i brush lips on his forehead.
Yesterday night i didn't even remember that when azhar took us here i have to call ammi and nadia because this time i won't let Mr.Raza win.
Asher stirred and flickers his eyes open his eyes were squinted but was filled with warmth completely he looks at me with a soft expression and brushes a strand from my face our faces inches apart.
He hovers me making me lay back straight his eyes wavers between mine he bent forward and kisses my forehead and whispers "Mashallah" my heart thumps ever so loudly due to that one word. "Sabah bakhair dilruba"(good morning sweetheart) "sabah bakhair" i smiled at his choice of words "waise aaj itne shayarana kyu" (why so poetic) he chuckled and rests his forehead against mine "kya karu ghazal jo samne hai"
I was about to continue but felt a sharp pain shooting in my lower abdomen i kicked his torso he fell back on bed ignoring his groans i rush to bathroom only to see the thing i hate the most
PERIODS!!
I hate this term though being a medical student and talking like this its ridiculous i heard soft knocking on door "jaaneman yeh kya tareeqa hai apne hone wale shohar ko aise laat kon maarta hai" i heard his whine tone
What the hell is wrong with this idiot now
"Shohar hoga meri jutti yaha mera pet dard kar raha hai aur tujhe shaadi ki padi hai kamineeee" i don't know i never talked like this but my periods makes me do unexpected things i could hear a gasp eliciting from him i swinged the door open there stood dramatic asher siddiqui with his mouth open and his palm on heart.
My chin wobbled i immediately wrapped my arms around him "asherrrrr" i whined like a kid "yes baby" he caressed my hair pulling me close "i hate periods" i replied nuzzling into his warmth "and i love you" he replied caressing my back.
Suddenly i pulled away and pushed him "kitne kamine ho tum" his brows furrowed "hein maine kya kiya ab" he asked innocently "Yahi toh masla hai kuch karte hi kaha ho tum" a mischievous smirk adorns his face he steps forward making me step back.
"Hukm kariye bibi aap kahe toh hum sab kuch karne tayyar hai" he emphasis "sab" i knew which "sab" he means. "Chi behaya admi" he chuckles and kisses top of my hair "get freshen up I'll bring your essential and don't worry once your periods ends we'll do everything you want" he winked and left me and my racing heart alone i immediately missed his warmth and cologne.
After taking a long warm bath i saw the essentials i needed on the counter i used whatever i needed and came out wearing his shirt and sweatpants. Heading towards kitchen i saw asher flipping pancakes he was shirtless my cheeks reddened just by seeing his muscles flexing as he moved
How badly i want to scratch!!
I'm telling you he is dangerous while I'm on periods bro like he looks like a damn meal and me being a dark romance reader shouldn't drool over him?
Ridiculous!!
And moreover he's my man
Your man huh? Subconscious mocks
Bitch!!
"Mr asher siddiqui do you have any shame left in you" i asked crossing my arms over my chest his body turned towards me his eyes darkened like seriously it looked like a shadow passed through his eyes a shiver ran down through my spine.
I try to maintain my composure but a stupid organ located in middle of my chest didn't helped me.
"Abhi tak to yahi thi aage ka pata nahi" he pulls me close by my waist and trails his knuckles on my neck making me shudder "ash.." in a swift i was pinned to the wall "say it again" my nails digged into his shoulder "say what" "my name" he rests his one arm behind my head and other one on my hip "ash..mm" as i was about to continue he cuts me off by slamming his lips on mine his hands wandered on my body shamelessly while i played with his hair on nape.
We both felt out of breath i pulled away and looked up at him. My palm gently rests on his chest feeling his rapid heartbeats his hand covers mine "trust me ayat if you keep acting like this then even the blood won't stop me" my eyes widen at his shameless and not so holy words "and who the hell said you can stand huh"
He scoops me in his arms and made me sit on the couch and rubbed my tummy making me feel less pain as he was continuing the main door swings open revealing azhar "twinkle" his gentle voice echoes he came and kissed my hair "you're okay" he asked softly caressing my hair i nodded in response.
He smiled and turned towards asher and looked at him from up and down "Aap ke kapde chori hogaye hai"
Asher's eyes narrowed while i restraint a laugh only to earn a glare from him i mouthed sorry. Asher twisted his ear "bada bhai hoon mein tera tameez kar" Azhar somehow loosened his grip and winced in painDono bhai dramebaaz
"Azhar please get me lavender oil na" "okay I'll get it and also i have brought your dark chocolates its in car" meanwhile asher brought me pancakes pouring syrup to it i immediately attacked on them "mmm i wanna kiss your hands this is so yum" he chuckles and takes my feet in his lap and starts massaging I immediately pulled back but he held them tight "asher don't touch them like this" "say a word I'll be even kissing them"
He said those words so beautifully tears pricked my eyes i threw my arms on him and sobbed he caresses my hair and kisses my temple "are cramps bothering you i really wished that i could take your pain instead" i felt like crying more because of his words "Don't make me cry" "ok ok no more crying I'm sorry" he cradled me like I'm a baby. We stayed like that for minutes my eyelids felt heavy i let the sleep take over me nuzzling into his chest i closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep
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