Part V: Scent

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I'm back at it guys, I'd just like to make it known I'm grateful for all the reads and I'm gonna stop playing hard to get 😂This is my Love, Laleh bonus chapter.

Laleh tried her hardest to not make noise since it was 3AM. She was a pro sneaking in at the early hours of the morning after all the savvy parties she go to back in D.C she do it perfectly in her tight Moschino dresses and sky high louboutins, not to mention she was mostly home alone so she's just let the obnoxious sound of her heels echo through without disregard. 

This time she was more aware and apologetic of the clanking of her heels since the foyer was more Italian marble than custom made Arabian rugs. As much as she did love her heels she was relieved to soon be out of them especially since her feet had swelled up in the plane. She was rushing back to Malikbahr after her Bahktair-Esfandairy foundation meeting because tomorrow they had to welcome members of the Jordanian royal family. She'd have to manage on 4 hours of sleep. 

Making her way into the master suite Laleh threw her shoes onto the plush carpeted floor and proceeded to change into her pajamas, now she could fall into the cocoon of blanket shrouding her husband who surprisingly kept to his side of the bed despite having it all to himself- I guess it was a force of habit. Zayn had the kindest and most generous heart, even when she wasn't there he'd still do things just to show care for his wife such as the way he left a hair tie out for her on the bathroom counter because she'd always loose hers and arranging her facial products in chronological order to her beauty regimen- Smiling she tied her hair and wash her face and quickly shower.

Laleh finally settled between the fluffy cloud of blankets despite it being hot in Malikbahr the A.C kept everything crisp and cool inside. Just when she settled into their pillow Zayn's arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her in close his stubbled cheek resting between the space of her shoulder and neck.

"I missed you." He groggily whispers placing a kiss on her cheek afterwards. Even though it had just been three days apart Laleh missed him too and hearing him say that made her elated. Zayn was the deepest sleeper she knew and she'd  often have to turn off his alarm for morning prayers since he seldom  heard it nowadays.

"Missed you too." She responds twisting over so she could face him brushing his thick waves of hair off his forehead and adoring his long eyelashes that added to the allure of his sultry eyes, which were currently closed.

"How was it?" Zayn asked, his eyes still closed and his voice slurred with sleepiness. Laleh just giggled and rested her head on his shoulder breathing in the saddle-wood scent of his body wash and fresh linen smell of his pajamas which was her favorite scent.

No one can really tell you what it is about being in love and how the most mundane things like someone's smell can make you the happiest and most content. Blair hadn't known that love, sure she thought she knew love but she didn't understand the depths of true genuine love. She has that with Zayn. She had often wondered what it was like, especially when Zayn read her mothers letters and how she would be the happiest being with Laleh and breathing in the scent of her, seemed to ease the pain in her heart caused by Amir.

Dear Zayn,

Yeah this is now becoming a habit, I loved when you told me how your a light sleeper when I'm away. I do too, it's weird I just can't sleep without you because I have no cuddle buddy. Taliana told me I should get a pregnancy body pillow and name it after you, I might just do that. Although she probably thinks getting me that pillow will bring her the dozen godchildren she requested faster. Despite missing you when your away I also miss how you smell * I won't give all the details, just know you smell nice* since you always get me something spectacular and sentimental for my birthday. I want a candle that smells like you so I won't feel that much lonelier when your gone

Love, Laleh

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