OUT OF CONTROL (18+)

7 || Cuddle

I dragged Sourabh's dead weight onto the bed with a grunt, barely managing to heave him up before flinging him onto the mattress. I collapsed on the floor, panting like I'd just run a marathon. The guy was a fucking anchor.

I heard him mumble some incoherent crap and shot him a pissed-off look.

He was lying there, grinning like a fucking idiot.

"What?" I snapped, trying to mask my irritation.

"You're an angel," he sighed, his smile stretching wider.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks for the reminder," I muttered, rolling my eyes. I turned away, trying to block out the annoying buzz of his voice.

Why the hell did I even bother helping him? My own goddamn kindness was becoming a fucking burden.

I froze when I felt his warm breath brush against my ear. "Sourabh, go to sleep," I said, my voice low but firm.

He leaned in closer, nipping at my ear with a teasing bite that sent shivers down my spine. I groaned, both annoyed and inexplicably turned on. Damn it, why was his touch having this effect on me? His touch was confusing—half the time I hated it, the other half, I wanted more.

"Sourabh, just sleep," I said, pushing him away with the back of my hand.

I heard shuffling behind me and turned to see him fidgeting. "What are you doing, Sourabh?"

"Sleeping," he replied, looking all pouty and innocent. I had to admit, he looked pretty cute, but it didn't change the fact that he was driving me nuts. 

"Sourabh, just fucking sleep," I said, pushing him away lightly with the back of my hand.

I turned to see what he was up to and found him patting the space beside him with that ridiculous pout on his face. "Sleep with me," he said, his voice carrying a strange mix of demand and desperation.

I shot him a look that could've melted steel. "No, Sourabh. I'm not going to sleep with you."

"Why not?" he asked, his eyes widening with that sad-puppy look that was starting to get on my nerves.

"Because I... I just don't want to, okay? I'm not going to sleep with you. End of discussion." I huffed and stood up, but just as I started to walk away, he grabbed my wrist. I lost my balance and tumbled right onto him.

"Sourabh! I'm not cuddling with you!" I shouted, struggling to get up.

"Sourabh, I swear—"

"Please!" He looked at me with those goddamn hopeful eyes, and I could feel myself cracking under the pressure.

"Move over," I ordered, sighing in defeat. He shuffled to the side without a second thought.

"More, move more," I said, my tone brooking no argument. He shifted further, eyes still locked on me with that innocent look.

I slid next to him, maintaining a clear distance. I turned away, my back facing him, and sighed deeply. This wasn't how I planned the night, but Sourabh wouldn't even remember this in the morning.. This would be a nightmare to explain if Aunt Sheila found out.

As I was about to close my eyes, I felt his arm snake around my waist. Before I could protest, he spoke in that smug tone of his. "You promised a cuddle."

I didn't actually promise him anything, but I didn't bother arguing. I let him pull me closer. "Whatever," I muttered, feeling his warmth against my back.

He pressed up against me, his body hard and firm. I could feel his chest rising and falling with each breath. His arms tightened around me, pulling me even closer. I pressed back against him, desperate to feel his entire body pressed against mine.

"Sleep," he commanded, his voice low and commanding. I was too tired to argue, and his touch made me feel oddly secure.

I was drifting off when his lips brushed my neck, then my chin, and finally, he planted soft, lingering kisses on my forehead. I moaned softly, pressing against him harder, craving more of his touch.

He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent more shivers down my spine. "Sleep," he murmured again, his breath warm against my ear.

As I succumbed to sleep, I caught a barely audible whisper. "You're beautiful, Ariha. I missed you."

I was drifting off when I caught the last of his murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're beautiful, Ariha. I missed you."

I wasn't sure if that was real or just my tired mind playing tricks. But in that moment, I chose to believe it, because I wanted to.

With those lingering thoughts and his arms wrapped around me, I slipped into a restless, yet oddly comforting sleep.

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You : I FUCKING HATE YOU ETHAN!

Ethan : Babe, no excuses this time but it was a serious case of writer's block.

You : But I was waiting for your update! Do you know just how long have I been waiting?!

Ethan : I know babe, I know and I am sorry *tries to calm her*

You : YOU! YOU ARE JUST FUCKING SORRY, HUH? Guess what? Sorry won't work this time.

Ethan : Double update ?

You : *smiles slightly but then instantly remembers she was angry and huffs* NO!

Ethan : Triple update?

You : You will do that? XD

Ethan : See, I made you smile and I'll do anything for you babe! XD ;-)

You : I love you.

Ethan : I love you more and btw, next chapter may be a lil steamy. Now give me a kiss!

You : *slaps on my face*

Ethan : You are still the same *smiles brightly*

haha,

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