𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

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Author's Pov ~

Next morning, Akshita woke up with her eyelids heavy. She didn't get enough sleep as the flashes of the last night were haunting her even in her dreams. Her vision adjusted
to the early morning sunlight peeping through the curtains.

She moved her hand to grab a glass of water from the table kept beside, but instead landed on a piece of paper. She frowned in confusion, as she picked it up before opening it---

*Was the Rat handsome or very handsome?*

Akshita's face turned red, knowing who wrote it. She glanced at him, He slept soundlessly with his one leg out, without any worry of this world. Akshita felt embarrassed, but she couldn't deny the faint smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Besharam!" She muttered under her breath, before going to freshen up.

Akshita came out wearing a stunning shimmery pink saree that hugged her curves effortlessly. Rubbing her hair with a towel, she strolled straight towards the mirror, not noticing her husband who was now awake and was gawking at her from a distance.

Avyay's breath got caught in his throat as he laid his eyes on her. He didn't knew a girl could even look this breathtaking and surreal just by wearing saree, but again, she was not 'just a girl'; She was his wife, his love. He could never get enough of admiring her in saree.

Avyay started walking towards her, totally not in his senses. He didn't see the sharp edge of the bed and hit his knee against it hard. He let out a painful groan, clutching his knee. Akshita  became alert and turned around, concern visible on her face. She immediately went near him, crouching down a bit, she gently touched the affected area, trying to assess the harm.
"Aap thik toh hain? Kese chal rahe the?!" Akshita said, visibly worried about him and the reason, neither of them knew. She tried to find some ointment to lessen his pain.

(Are you alright? How were you walking?!)

On the other hand, Avyay could just adore her, being concerned about him, which brought him nothing but a different kind of happiness that he couldn't  define. Just by her mere touch, he forgot all his pain as if it fled away in less than a second. Time seemed to stand still for him, as if the universe itself wanted them to together.

Akshita, noticing his distraction, waved her hand in front of him. "Kahan kho gaye? Dhyan kahan rehta hai aapka? Kabhi table per apna perr mar lete hain, kabhi din mein hi sapne dekhne lagte hain?!" Akshita was unable to control her inner self, who was worried for him.

While, her words felt like music to him, a perfect harmony blessing his ears.
The sly smile never left his lips, which was always present whenever he saw her.

"Aap sun bhi rahe hai ya nhi?!" This time, Akshita increased her pitch unknowingly, snapping Avyay out of his lala land.  
"J-ji haan, voh chhoti si kharoch hai, abhi thik ho jayegi," Avyay tried to shrug it off, feeling shy under her touch. "No, let me apply some ointment," Akshita declared as she opened the cap of the ointment. "But-"

"Shhh! Just keep quiet," Avyay couldn't help but smile while she applied the ointment. He just watched her; her calm demeanour, her delicate yet bold moves, 
and her eyes, which he loved the most, were now focused on him and only him.

(Are you even listening?!)

(Y-yes. Its just a small cut, it will be alright,)

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