• being his Better Half •

6~ white rainbow

vanishing away the sorrows it rained over them!
heavily enough to get them drenched fully.
Aryan's sleeved white shirt and Aaradhya's sleeveless white salwar was got in a condition where they can't get any more transparent
Aaradhya still being carried on Aryan's back felt it really awkward as she can feel her clothes sticking onto herself and acutely the warmth his body generates against this cold shower
"Drop me down" she whispered coming close to his ears
"Why now?
Wasn't she tired? I mean my girl" he teased her a bit
"aren't you aware of this rain or what?
cause Mr.Aryan looks unaffected"
"Unaffected by rain or something else?" that came as a quick counter making aaradhya go out of words
"just.do.what.i.said" she tried anger as a substitute to cover up how reddish her face turns on blushing
"If not?"
"My foot" she herself pushed him forward and jumped down with a jerk
if it wasn't a lonely place deprived of human figures, others would have gone crazy seeing these two insane ones quarrelling keenly in a heavy rain
she started running away, laughing at him
and he felt as if the stars that faded away with the rain, started twinkling in corner of her lips
he followed her but wholeheartedly letting the rain soak him up
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"KEEYYY " she shouted from the porch seeing him coming
"Why here? you should have ran directly to your house" Aryan walked in with the keys
"How rude is that!
cant you see me shivering already?
one more km in this heavy rain
you better drop me a lil later ,you devil " as soon as he opened the door she got in and started towelling herself
and he snatched the towel from her hands in a go
"MINE" he smiled at her cunningly
"i'm yours too mister " she snatched it back misleading him in a seductive manner.
aryan stood there numb
"Shut your open mouth and stop staring at my back" he's caught red-handed even before he himself realising that he's staring at the deep cut back neck of her salwar while she's drying up her hair.
she laughed and moved towards him
"don't worry your girl won't mind" she said putting her hands around his neck
"Oh really!" that was a challenge as well as a disbelief
"yes! you dont know mister!
your girl's transformation into a woman was real quick
life taught her a lot in mean time.
she might sound childish for the world, but only she knows how sensibly silly she was.
and now her boyfriend will be so confused about what happened to her" Aaradhya laughed quietly
and when aryan was about to say something she kept her index finger right at his lips and stopped him
"wait! I'll play a mono act myself on what i wanna tell you next!
both of our sides" she slightly winked at him
and distanced a bit from him, took a deep breath and relaxed herself

"Sooo Mr.Aryan can you give me something precious I'm gonna ask for now?"
"What?"
"Your Surname!"
"Are you really out of senses?"
"not really! but if you can dare to give me yourself
i won't mind giving you myself!
i won't mind getting a promotion from your girl to your wife!"
"first engagement, now marriage?
Have you really gone mad?"
"when a girl throws herself to a guy, she's obviously mad!
if you ask me why this suddenly, i've probably no answer
may be i'm mad as you say
may be i fear losing you much more than you do
may be i don't know"
Aaradhya acted it switching between herself and Aryan's half of the convo and tears swelled up in her eyes eventually
Aryan's condition was no less, it just emotionally destroyed him
he moved towards her and took her suddenly into a body crushing hug.
that deadlock seemed to be the need of the hour.
they cried on each others shoulders, as loudly as they can
and their bodies intertwined as tightly as they possibly can,squeezing out every last drop of air separating them.
without any delay, he lifted her up and carried her to his bed
their eyes locked and they stayed lost in each other for quite a long.
he made her lie on the bed carefully
then pulled and throwed her stall which was barely there surrounding her neck to the floor
he sat right next to her and the heat raised with every micrometer his face is bending and nearing hers
she grabbed his collar with one hand and the other already clutching the sheets
aaradhya tilted her head a bit in the nervousness of the moment and he gently pasted a kiss on her neck making her feel the atmost passion
his lips then claimed her forhead, cheeks, shoulders and her low cut neckline.
and she literally melted everytime his lips touched her skin
he went on untying her dori in a draw and unzipped her salwar quite slowly
she blushed on seeing herself almost naked and rolled onto the white sheets covering up herself
seeing her reluctance he took off his own wet shirt and lied there next to her, relaxed.
the awkward silence continued until lightning came penetrating the window
it frightened her to the core and she already started screaming anticipating the thunder following
he side hugged her and kissed her head assuring protection .
but it wasn't enough for her
the way she screamed made him think a little crazy and he quickly jumped upon her making her tiny body go totally under his.
and took her for a sudden smooching kiss
its not just about screaming, she was got in a condition where she can't even blink
she pushed him aside and rolled over him
"Oye! don't try to make out with your girlfriend
first make her your wife mister! " she said handing over him the traditional box of sindoor
he asked her nothing, just took that box in his hands and opened it
they sat together on the bed on their knees, aaradhya like a happy curious kid and aryan a matured self
slowly and with all its respect aryan put the sindoor in her hair partition
tuckling the sheets she wore a bit more comfortably, she ran to the wall mirror as soon as he's done with it
"Hmmm your wife look gorgeous with the sindoor on
Right mister?
comeeeee" she called him while admiring her own mirror image
he knows how much she loves addressing herself as 'his', but she never know how much he loves hearing that from her own mouth!
"his wife" Aryan felt as if he's living a dream.
he got out of the bed and stood behind her, in front of the mirror
"Now make me wear this" she showed him a familiar mangalsutra
"Where did you got this from?" Aryan was shocked
"its your mothers! it was in front of her photo frames" Aaradhya was so confused on how will he react next
"No Aaradhya! I'll buy you one another!
I'll tie it as soon as possible too
but not this!
it belongs to my mom only
and moreover its one unlucky chain!" he never got any violent but it sounded stubborn for her to reverse the decision
"No Aryan! if you don't want your mother's stuff to be owned by me, it's okay!
but don't call it one unlucky chain
it belongs to that woman who was the luckiest wife ever!
whose husband loved only her!
to infinity and beyond, even after her dismay
she might have lived less, but lived to the fullest
won't your wife be your forever?
won't she be your only one?
if yes, tie this
otherwise okay" Aaradhya smirked
Aryan still stood there unwilling, but her words started affecting him badly.
he started sweating seeing the history repeating ..
but the courage she gave made him withstand it and prove his wife she's much more than forever for him.
she took that mangalsutra from her hands ,tied it around her neck and hugged her
"Wait!" She started admiring herself again on the mirror
"look at me idiot!
how divine I look!
the white sheet wedding gown is the most innovative one
red sindoor and black mangalsutra makes a good combo with it" she started laughing like an idiot
aryan stood there staring at the same divinity she talked about
"let's take a wedding selfie " she grabbed his phone from the table and compelled him to pose
"Nutcase" he smiled his heart out and she clicked all these candidly

"I love you " aaradhya whispered biting his ears
"why did you bite me now?" he turned back
"Why shouldn't I?
Mrs. Aaradhya Aryan Mister
I'll eat you and no one can complain" she said hitting him on his broad chest
"few minutes old wife!
and you're already raping me?" that just come out of his mouth and aaradhya burst out laughing
he picked her up in his arms and moved towards the bed
"Wait" she shouted
"What? Don't tell me that you wanna do the pheras now!
hell tired already please!" he almost begged.
"Nothing! go" she laughed at him
and he put her down into the bed with a thud
"what the" Aaradhya screamed
"5 minutes from girlfriend to wife
and you're doing this to me" she started hitting him even harder
"give me the blanket!
you're already wearing one!" aryan said and they started the same childish fights now as the newly wedded husband and wife.
finally dominating her physically, he become victorious in pulling out the same sheet she tucked to herself
he switched off the lamps
and dragged her who's still struggling to pull the sheet out of his hands to a cuddle
he irritated her by drawing patterns on her waist, she in turn kicked him everytime!
they fought, they laughed, they blushed and they loved lying together under the same blanket..