"You're my most beautiful someone..................."
The night wrapped around Shubhita and Vatsal as they sprawled on their mattresses, the soft glow of the fairy lights flickering above them. The room was filled with a comfortable silence, the kind that came from shared moments of laughter and the familiarity of each other’s presence. Vatsal was engrossed in his phone, while Shubhita doodled aimlessly in her journal.
Shubhita's thoughts drifted to the future, a realm she often avoided but found herself considering more frequently. She watched Vatsal, the way the light caught the edge of his jaw, the concentration in his brow. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and he glanced up.
“Everything okay?” he asked, marking his place in the book.
“Yeah, just… thinking,” she replied, biting the tip of her pen. “About stuff.”
“What kind of stuff?” He leaned back, a teasing smile on his face. “Are you really thinking about stuff other than washing dishes and folding laundry?”
“How brutal!” She chuckled, but the laughter didn’t reach her eyes. “Maybe something a bit more serious.”
Vatsal raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Serious? You mean like… world domination?”
“Maybe something like what we want… you know, for the future,” she murmured, her voice dropping to a whisper as if saying the words aloud might make them real.
He looked at her, the teasing glint fading. “Future, huh? That sounds intense. What do you mean exactly?”
“I don’t know.” Shubhita fidgeted with the pen. “Like… where do we see ourselves in a few years? Together, apart, who knows?”
“Hmm,” he said, scratching his head as if pondering a deep philosophical question. “I mean, ideally, I’d love to be somewhere… you know, not stuck in a nine-to-five grind. Maybe a cozy little café by the beach?” He flashed a playful grin.
“Sure, that sounds nice,” she replied, but there was an undercurrent of seriousness in her tone that he couldn’t quite grasp. “But what about us? Do we just keep this casual?”
Vatsal shifted, feeling the weight of her words. “Well, what does ‘us’ mean to you?”
“Us- can have a lot of meanings.”
The silence hung heavy between them, punctuated only by the distant sounds of the city outside. Shubhita took a deep breath, willing herself to dive deeper. “I guess I just… I don’t want to wake up one day and realize we didn’t talk about it. About what we want, about where we’re heading.”
He nodded slowly, absorbing her words. “That’s fair. But sometimes it feels safer not to plan, you know? What if we talk about it, and it doesn’t match?”
“Maybe it doesn’t have to match perfectly,” she replied, a spark of determination lighting her eyes. “We’re allowed to change, to grow.”
“Right. But growth can be… scary.” He leaned closer, vulnerability etched on his face. “I mean, what if we want different things? What if… what if I want to travel and you want to settle down? Or vice versa?”
Shubhita hesitated, contemplating the possibilities. “Then we find a way to meet in the middle. Compromise, I guess? What say?”
“Agreed,” Vatsal said, a hint of relief washing over him. “So, what do you envision?”
She smiled nervously, her heart racing. “I want a balance, I think. A life where we support each other’s dreams, even if they don’t look the same. I want adventures, but I also want a home—a place we can call ours.”
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