Twist|RagLak-FF✔️

|XL- Folly|

We shouted as soon as he entered the house.

We had decorated the whole living room with lights and baloons, and every one had helped me.

Bhai, Aaru, Ma, Anu ma, Papa, Durga papa. It was my plan to surprise him at 12, and bhai had the job to make sure he entered at 12 only.

When since yesterday he said we will go out on his birthday, I acted all dumb and acted as if I didn't remember, all worth it to see his smiling face now! He looked shocked and surprised but happy too. We all rushed to him and first our mothers wished him then papa. After only I was left I went towards hi while he looked at me smiling yet with something I knew I had to deal with later not in front of others.

"Happy Birthday my oldy." I whispered so that only he could hear me before he could reply Ma called us for the cake cutting and we moved towards the centre.

"Laksh, chalooo jaldi cake kaato. I want to eat it." Swara comments while we all chuckle.

Pregnancy hormones at its best.

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"Its soooo goood." Swara comments as we all sat in the living room eating the cake. The cake was cut and served to everyone as now we were talking and laughing.

It was all perfect, like everythiny was perfect.

"But Laksh sachii this all was done by this hitler." Bhai says pointing at me, while I show my tongue to him.

"Exactly. Aaru not here, there. Blue balloons. Cake and everything. Hitler kahiki." Aaaru also adds while I reply," tu toh chup hi reh."

"Aur nahi toh kya." Papa comments as I make a pout.

"Hitler. My hitler." Laksh whispers as he smirks.

"Oldy. My oldy. Abh toh you are officially an oldy, what do you think of the old age, Mr Kapoor?"

"Youu!!"

"Hehhehe."

"Pagli."

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"Goodnight Ma." I say as I move towards my room from the kitchen. After the celebrations we all cleaned the living room. Laksh had already gone to the room a minute ago and now I was going.

I sighed as I knew that I have to talk to him. Its going to be very important.

I open the door while I see his back and he admiring our room, which also I had decorated with baloons and our pictures since our childhood.

Earlier ones were photos of us fighting, then teasing, me crying, him shouting, and then after teenage all mushy photos. The transition was worth everything. So beautiful, worth cherishing.

"Why were you insecure?" I commented when I felt his back stiffening.

It was time we discussed this. Last two days I realised how jealous and insecure he was. With Aaryan coming Laksh just went into a war with his own thoughts. His heart and mind all in fight.

I could sense it, his reaction changed whenever I mentioned Aaryan and worst part wasn't that he was jealous but because in that jealousy he became insecure of himself. He started keeping himself in the bad light and not me.

"What?" He asks as he turns around as I enter the room, closing the door behind me.

"Don't even try to lie." I sternly say as his gaze lowers, guilty.

"Laksh, why?" I ask curiously to know why did he think all those things.

"I..." he starts but then stops not getting any words.