ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ [ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ]

Epilogue

3 YEARS LATER

Mayukh POV:

"Decorate this quickly! Why's it taking so long? I don't see the lightning as well! Hurry! They'll be here any minute now and I don't want things to look messy!"

"Chill Mom, it's not like she's coming here for the first time, she knows this house inside out."

"Well, her parents aren't always here, plus today needs to be extra special. So shut up and let me focus, and you, go get dressed into something better, not western."
"Okay Hitler! Calm down!"

The Roy mansion was decorated with a range of lights and flowers across the boundary, garden and internal spaces. Everyone was adorned in their most glorious outfits. After 15 minutes, Mom heard the door bell ring, and she opened the door.

"Welcome." Mom said, as everyone got inside and walked in. Everyone made themselves comfortable on the couches as chit chat started, "So, without any delay, what day have we decided?"

"I was thinking 15 days from now would be perfect. We asked our astrologer as well and he agreed that this day is most auspicious as well."

"15 days from now it is!" She said and exclaimed, "Finally we can meet you everyday Nikita, US was a pain!"

Nikita chuckled, "It indeed was!"

"Oh so her not being around was a pain, but me not being around was okay?" I added.
"That's not what I meant, but you're not entirely wrong!" She teased.

"I'm stealing Nikita if you guys don't mind." I said and caught her hand and got up.

"Would you stop if we said no?" Mom asked.
"Nope." I smiled.
"Go then!" They all chuckled.

We walked to my room, and she closed the door. Then, she came and sat next to me, "What did you need from me, Mr Roy?"

I grabbed her hand and quickly pulled her closer so she fell onto me, "I needed you, Mrs Roy."
"No! Not yet. 15 days."
"Well." I held her hand, "this ring on your finger says otherwise." I kissed the ring.

"Shut up." She said.
"Make me." I winked at her.

She smiled and closed the distance between us. I held her waist and kissed her tightly as she held me and reciprocated. I let go and looked at her, "I still can't believe you're my girlfriend."
"Well, it's been 3 years. Now get used to calling me wife." She said.
"I got used to that the day I met you." I kissed her and held her hand tightly.

We were about to kiss again when the thunder outside distracted us. She let go and walked into the balcony. I walked towards her, watching her stick her hand out.

This is exactly what I had planned in life, only thing was, I didn't know I'd have her hand to hold throughout it. Once college ended, we were able to get into UC Berkeley for masters and we went there together. 1.5 years later, once we graduated, I came back whilst she stayed in the US for an internship. The next 1 year was difficult but as soon as that ended, she flew back to India. Once in India, our families met and they got us engaged and here we are....

I walked over to her, and pulled her hand and dragged her in the rain. She yelled, "Abey!"
I chuckled and pulled her close, "Yes!"

"We'll get wet. What will we say downstairs?"
"Damn, I can make you wet, not like this though." I smirked and she hit my arm.

"Mayukh!" She tried to walk inside but I held her hand and pulled her closer. Then, I went on my knees, "My darling fiancée, our parents did us this favor before I could but that doesn't mean I'll let it go.... Nikita Joshi, will you marry me?"

She went down on her knees and kissed me, "Of course I will, and it's Nikita Joshi Roy to you now."

"Will you wake me up everyday at 8am like you did in the US when we move into our new home?" I asked her.
She chuckled, "Saturdays and Sundays off."

"And will you steal my food as I make it?"
"Every single time."

"Will you make our kids SRK fans?"
"They'll love SRK more than us." She smiled.

"Will you promise to sleep talk so I can kiss you to shut you up ?"
She blushed, "Yes, now it's your turn."
"My turn?"

"Yes. Do you promise to let me drive?"
"I'll buy a new car if you crash."

"Good, and will you eat all my new tried recipes?"
"As long as you have 911 on speed dial."

"Will you take me to my favorite chai place every Saturday at 2am?"
"I'll take you there anytime you want." 

"Lastly, promise me you'll never let go of his hand." She said holding my hand.
"You can go to space and you'll still find this hand holding yours, baby."

We looked at each other and smiled.

"I love you mishbo." I said.
"I love you too." She said and closed the distance between us.

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