In this moment
He just wanted to be
In this soft, sweet, wild, burning
Existence of her.
Song of the chapter -
***
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry!" I jump up with wide eyes, all my sleep vanishing in a second.
When I see blood in his inner lip, I lose my shit.
"OH MY GOD" I slap my forehead and grab his face with both hands to look closely.
He's never letting me sleep beside him again pakka.
"That's a great way to say good morning" he says sucking on his bottom lip.
I get distracted by that completely.
Focus!
"I'm so sorry".
"It's fine bass thoda khoon hai" he says placing his hands on mine that are still holding his face.
"No! I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry" I say sincerely. "Rule number one of being friends with me - you never ever tickle me. Never ever never. It will always end up in violence like this".
"I'll remember it the next time" he presses his lips together. "Tum mujhe itne ajeeb tariko se uthaati ho toh maine socha-"
He stops when I touch his lower lip gently. "I'm really really very sorry" I say and gulp.
"It's okay Shravni. I'm-" he clears his throat "-okay".
"Pakka?"
"Pakka".
I give him a small smile and he smiles back.
He shifts a little uncomfortably and that's when I realise that I'm on top of him. Straddling him.
Straddling him.
Straddling him!
Holy shit!
I quickly get off him and run inside the bathroom.
That was awkward. Very very awkward. I take deep breaths.
It's fine Avni. He's your husband.
I keep telling that to myself the whole time I get ready.
I go outside wearing one of the new kurtis and just when I remove the towel from around my wet hair, Hriday enters.
My breath hitches. He's standing there in his post workout glory and boy does he look.. sexy.
"You look.. sticky" I lie, crunching up my nose.
His lips move a millimetre upwards which in Hriday's dictionary is called a smile. That gesture is enough to make my day. I love it when he smiles.
"You look gorgeous" he says.
More than me, he seems shocked that those words left his mouth but he covers it up smoothly as always and goes inside the bathroom.
I breathe out. What the hell is happening between the two of us?
***
"Shravni tum bahot kam khaati ho. It's annoying" he says looking at my plate.
"Aap mujhe bahot jyada serve karte ho. It's annoying" I retort.
It's true. Chaar idli plus a big bowl of mixed fruits and a huge ass glass of milk.
"That's the appropriate amount of breakfast one should have" he glares at me.
"Yes. If that one is a bhains" I roll my eyes.
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