Raabta - Completed

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Hiiii, I'm back. It feels like forever since I have updated. I hope you guys are still connected to the story, I'll try giving regular updates.

Thank you so much for the love you gave me in the previous note, it really means a lot. You all are the best and I love you all. Thank you so much.

This chapter has mature content (fucking finally) and I have taken a plunge by writing this. I hope its not too crude and you all have fun reading it. If you did not like it, please please mention in the comments and if you did, mention that as well. I really didn't know what to write so I ended up writing this chapter.

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Shehnaaz scrubbed her fingernails with a brush, squirting more soap into her hands.

"And the instructor made clay look so hot," Sidharth whispered from beside her, Shehnaaz grinning down at the suds filled sink.

Raj came up between them and shoved his hands under the water.

"That was a seriously spiritual session, mates. I haven't felt so connected during group pottery since Jasmin and I were in Portugal for the Winter Solstice."

Sidharth dried his hands, Shehnaaz still rinsing.

"How'd you get all these pottery wheels in here?" Sidharth asked. "And that oven thing? It's huge."

"Money," Raj said cheerfully, a dollop of soap suds on the end of his nose. His eyes lit up. "Oh, good, the seashells have arrived!"

He ran off with wet hands, Shehnaaz and Sidharth laughing softly. Shehnaaz turned off the faucet, both stepping aside to let more clay covered people wash their hands.

"I told Mini I'd do seashells with her," Shehnaaz said, taking the towel out of Sidharth' hand. "Do you want to stay and do them?"

"Erm..." Sidharth scratched the back of his neck and looked over his shoulder towards the beach. "I kind of want a nap."

"Oh, okay, that sounds good," Shehnaaz said, nodding. "Are you," she narrowed her eyes, "alright with me being with your family alone?"

"Yeah, of course," Sidharth said. He dropped his arm, his eyebrows arching. "Are you okay with being with my family alone? They can be a lot."

"Yeah, sure. I'll be fine."

"Alright." Sidharth glanced at his watch. "How long is shells supposed to take?"

"Erm, I believe--Hi," Shehnaaz laughed, her body swaying on her legs. She ruffled Mini's wild curls, Mini latched on to her left shin and smiling toothily up at her. Sidharth' eyes crinkled. "Is it seashell time?"

"It is," she said, holding out the words and laughing.

Shehnaaz giggled and looked to Sidharth.

"I think it's only, like, forty-five minutes? How long could we possibly paint seashells for?"

"Forever!" Mini cried.

Sidharth and Shehnaaz chuckled.

"There you have it," Shehnaaz said. "I'll be here in this un-air conditioned pavillion forever."

"At least you'll have lots of glitter for eternity."

"Very true."

Sidharth bent down and kissed Mini's forehead.

"Have fun, little love. Take care of Shehnaaz." He brought himself to his full height. "Um," he kissed Shehnaaz's cheek, "you have fun, too."

"Ew," Mini droned, burying her face in Shehnaaz's knee cap.