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Chapter 44

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The laughter inside the bus was infectious-loud, pure, and never-ending. As the drumshrads game progressed, Diya, Uttkarsh, Aditri, Shreya, Yashveen, Jungkook, Siya, Jimin, and even the ever-so-calm Taehyung teamed up in a silent conspiracy to tease Y/N at every given chance. From sneaky comments to cheeky gestures, they weren't holding back. Every time she tried to focus or even smile quietly, someone would nudge her, drop a remark, or sing another line from the "pardesi" song, looking directly at her.

And Y/N?
Her cheeks were puffed, lips pushed into a pout, arms crossed tightly against her chest. Her face was adorably red-half from embarrassment, half from sheer frustration. "Bas karo na yaar!"

{"Stop it yaar!"}

she kept muttering, but they didn't stop. That only made her cuter in everyone's eyes, especially someone sitting across from her, who couldn't take his eyes off her scrunched nose and tiny frown.

Suddenly, Uttkarsh stood up dramatically, swaying a little with the moving bus. "Chalo ab hum sab pahuchne hi wale hain, toh thodi aur masti ho jaye!" he shouted.

{"Come on, we are all about to arrive, so let's have some more fun"}

But Y/N had had enough. She stood up with equal dramatic flair, pointed a warning finger at everyone, and said with the most serious face she could manage:

"Ab kisi ne cheda na... bahar fek dungi!"

{"Now if anyone teases me, I will throw it out."}

The bus roared with laughter. Even Taehyung smiled-an actual, heart-tugging smile-as he leaned back, watching her with visible amusement dancing in his dark eyes.

And then, with a final jolt, the bus came to a halt.

They were in Banaras.

The moment the girls stepped out, the atmosphere shifted entirely. The golden sunlight bathed the city in a warm hue, reflecting off the ancient sandstone buildings. The narrow streets bustled with energy-colorful stalls lined either side, selling vibrant dupattas, handwoven silk sarees, and beautiful bangles that glimmered under the sun.

The smell was unmistakable.

Sweetness.

Thick, rich fragrances of jalebi, kachaudi, lal peda, and malaiyo drifted through the air, mixing with the faint scent of incense sticks and marigold garlands hanging from every second door. There was a trace of the Ganga breeze in the air-fresh, damp, and faintly earthy. Somewhere in the distance, temple bells chimed, the sounds harmonizing with the faint chants of mantras from a nearby aarti.

The girls inhaled deeply, their tiredness from the journey vanishing in an instant.

Diya clapped her hands excitedly. "Banaras, baby!!"

Y/N smiled, despite her lingering pout, already feeling the charm of the holy city seeping into her bones.

"Mujhe jalebi chahiye," Aditri announced.

{"I want jalebi,"}

"Aur mujhe Banarasi chai!" Siya added.

{"And I want banarasi chai"}