Himani's heartbeats raced uncontrollably as Sumedh leaned closer. At first, a wave of shyness washed over her, her cheeks flushing a warm pink. But as he mentioned the kiss, an unsettling memory flickered in her mind—her uncle's forceful and unwelcome kisses. It made her tense up, her nervousness growing.
She averted her gaze, struggling to maintain her composure. "Umm... kal... kal test hai na? Pehle... pehle padhai kar lete hain?" she stammered, her voice a mix of shyness and nervousness. She hoped to deflect the moment without offending him, clutching her notebook tightly as if it could shield her from her emotions.
Sumedh's gaze softened even further. "Main padha dunga na," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper, sweet and gentle, as if trying to reassure her without words.
Her lips curled into a shy giggle as she attempted to lighten the mood. "Fir punishment bhi toh aap hi denge, thoda bhi galat hua toh," she teased nervously, glancing at him briefly before looking away again.
Sumedh chuckled softly at her playful tone, brushing aside her concern with a tender smile. "Abhi chhodo vo sab baatein," he murmured, leaning in and pressing a soft, feather-light kiss on her cheek. His actions were so gentle that they felt like a warm breeze, soothing yet electric.
Himani froze for a moment, her breath hitching as her mind caught up with what just happened. Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet his, and the sincerity and warmth she saw there melted her hesitation. Her cheeks turned crimson as she shyly dropped her gaze again, a small, bashful smile playing on her lips. The moment was intimate, filled with sweetness, but it also carried an unspoken promise of understanding and patience.
As Sumedh gently pulled her hair to one side, his warm breath tickled her ear as he softly whispered, "Bahut pyaar karta hoon main tumhe." His voice was filled with tenderness, but his words sent Himani spiraling into her past.
Her soft smile began to fade as her body tensed, a chill running through her spine. Memories she had buried deep began to surface—a similar moment, but one laced with pain and helplessness. She froze, her thoughts racing but her body unable to react.
Sumedh noticed the shift in her demeanor. Concern flickered in his eyes as he gently turned her face toward him, his voice soft yet probing, "May I?"
Himani's eyes met his, but instead of the affection he hoped for, he found a shadow of fear lingering in them. She didn't respond, not because she didn't trust him, but because her mind was consumed by the ghosts of her past. She was lost, the present slipping away as old wounds reopened.
Seeing her blank expression, Sumedh's heart sank. His playful demeanor turned serious as he adjusted his posture and sat properly, giving her space. His voice was barely a whisper, filled with concern, "Himani, kya soch rhi ho?"
As Himani heard his voice, she blinked herself back to the present. "Huh?" she said softly, still disoriented. "J... ji?"
Sumedh tilted his head, observing her closely. "Ji kya?" he asked, trying to gauge her state.
She fidgeted nervously, setting her hair to distract herself. "Aap... aap kuch pooch rhe the?"
He watched her for a moment longer, then sighed and shifted back to his usual demeanor. "Nahi... kuch nahi. Laao, dikhao... kya solve kiya hai?" His voice was steady, but there was a hint of restraint in it.Himani silently handed over her notebook, her hands trembling slightly.
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Fated To Love You
FantasyIt was their fate to be together. But, she was scared to be with him. She was scared to fall in love once again. She was scared to get hurt once again. Their were so many barriers in their love life, but he was ready to fight to remove all obstacles...