Forbidden Mania | 18+

13.

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𝒜𝓇𝓈𝒽'𝓈 𝒫𝑜𝓋~

I adjusted the last fold of Mishka's saree, my fingers lingering a little longer than necessary, as if savoring the feel of her warmth, her nearness.

She looked at me with a soft smile, and I felt my heart give a little leap, barely keeping my excitement contained. Tonight was all planned out, special, just for her.

We headed to the car, both smiling, and I held the door open for her, watching as she slid into the passenger seat, the faint scent of her perfume filling the space. I could feel the anticipation building in me, I was eager to show her everything I've prepared.

As we pulled onto the road, I reached to turn on the music. But just as I hit 'play' my eyes widened. The song that began to echo through the car speakers was... Aashiq Banaya Aapne. The deep, sultry beat of the song filled the air, and I instantly regretted not paying more attention to my playlist.

My cheeks flushed as I stole a quick glance at Mishka, who had raised an eyebrow, trying and failing not to laugh. She bit her lip, looking both amused and surprised, the slow smile that spread across her face only deepening my embarrassment.

I thought about switching the song, but for some reason, my hands froze on the steering wheel.

So I did what I could, I pretended to be cool, looking straight ahead, acting as though I hadn't noticed the very... suggestive lyrics now spilling through the speakers.

But Mishka's soft laughter beside me made it impossible to ignore. I could feel the heat rising up my neck, and despite my best efforts, a nervous laugh escaped my lips.

"Guess this song decided to set the mood." I muttered, glancing at her and giving her a sheepish smile.

Mishka just shook her head, her laughter echoing in the car, making the moment less awkward and somehow more memorable. With the song playing in the background, we shared a look, one that held a mix of embarrassment and something warmer, deeper.

And as we drove off into the night, I couldn't help but feel like this unplanned moment was just another piece of what made our time together so perfect.

I finally pulled up in front of Mishka's college, slowing to a stop as I watched her reaction. Her eyes widened with surprise, and a glimmer of excitement filled her gaze. She glanced at me, a question on her lips, but I only gave her a knowing smile.

"Come on." I said, stepping out and walking around to open her door, holding out my hand. She took it without hesitation, her fingers intertwining with mine as I led her through the familiar gates, our footsteps echoing down the hallways we both knew so well.

When we reached the stairs, I looked back, a soft smile on my face.

"Ready?"

She nodded, her eyes bright with curiosity. Step by step, we made our way up to the rooftop, the faint scent of roses and candles beginning to drift towards us. As we reached the terrace, I opened the door, revealing the setup I carefully arranged just for her, flickering candles casting a warm glow, red roses scattered around, and a table laid with her favorite dishes, everything illuminated under the night sky.

Mishka's face lit up, her eyes widening as she took it all in. But instead of admiring the decoration, her gaze went straight to the food, a smile breaking across her face.

"Is that my favorite?"

I chuckled, finding her reaction endearing.

"I thought you might appreciate that more than the decor." I said, my voice teasing yet affectionate.